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The fishing float bobbed as John felt a tug on the line. He immediately grasped the fishing rod, reeling it in with steady movements, guiding the large fish through the water, gradually exhausting its strength.
Seeing that the fish was tiring, he finally reeled in the line to check his catch.
"That's quite a hefty fish," he thought. Just then, Master appeared at John's side, eager to assist, and picked up a nearby bucket to prepare for the catch.
However, John did not pull the fish out; instead, he released it back into the water.
"What’s wrong with that fish?" Master asked, puzzled.
"It’s not right. It won’t do," John shook his head.
"It won’t do?" Master was confused.
John pointed toward the bandit camp behind them and then gestured toward the stream as he explained. "Those bandits throw the bodies of their victims into this stream. Look at the bones lying at the bottom; all I catch here are fish that have fed on human blood and flesh. I think it’s unclean."
"Oh, my lord!" Master exclaimed. "After a thorough search of the entire camp, I regret to inform you that we found very little in terms of wealth. These ruffians only know how to squander their earnings and haven’t saved much at all."
Hearing this, John nodded slightly and cast his hook back into the water, responding with an expressionless face. "I see. After all, they live a dangerous life on the edge; it’s normal for them to quickly spend any money they manage to get their hands on. Was there anything else of value?"
Master hurriedly pulled out a small bag he carried and carefully retrieved a sky-blue stone, cradling it in both hands as he presented it to John. "My lord, I went through quite an effort to pry this from the deceased Bandit Leader’s belongings. And before presenting it to you, I made sure to clean it thoroughly. Strangely enough, this stone feels chilling to the touch; when washed with water, it almost freezes."
Upon hearing this, John furrowed his brow and muttered to himself: "Why do these guys always hide important things in such bizarre places? There’s something familiar about this."
As he pondered, his gaze remained fixed on the stone. As he concentrated on it, mysterious numbers slowly appeared above its surface.
Value: Gold Coins.
Value Assessment: Merchants possess an eye for discovering wealth and can estimate an item's price, but don’t take their judgment as absolute; even shrewd merchants can make mistakes.
"I know what this is now; it must be a Magic Crystal from a magical beast."
The last time John had seen one was when he and Redman had slain an orc noble and discovered one in their belongings. He never expected to possess one himself today.
As he took hold of the Magic Crystal for a closer inspection, he felt a wave of relaxation course through his veins and muscles. The burning sensation from his morning training with the Holy Light Fighting Training Method quickly faded away; it was because of the magical energy emanating from the crystal in his hand.
"Master, keep an eye on our surroundings."
John was uncertain about what was to come, but his loyalty to his Master was unwavering. He immediately summoned his guards and other Half-Step Transcendents to protect him.
Once he ensured the surroundings were secure, John sat down and began to control the flow of Universal Qi within him, activating the Holy Light Fighting Training Method. As he practiced at a normal pace, he felt the strength of the Universal Qi intensifying within him. His muscles burned with a searing heat, and he typically had to endure excruciating pain until he could no longer continue. However, this time, holding the Magic Crystal in his hand provided a chilling sensation that countered the burning feeling.
The Universal Qi surged within him, and the strengthening sensation confirmed John's thoughts: while the Magic Crystal couldn't accelerate his training speed, it could extend the duration of his daily practice. After completing another round of training, John opened his eyes.
"Hahaha! This is a great find! Master, you really hit the jackpot with this one. I remember you wanted that bottle of fine wine from me before. Go back and ask Iman for it; consider it a reward for you."
(If you could leave a good review for this book on the shelf, I’d appreciate it! I noticed they just hit one hundred thousand words and already have over a thousand positive reviews. I want that too! I hope some wealthy benefactor showers me with gifts!)
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