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After Fishing For 10 Years, I Became A Saint Without Knowing How To Raise Beasts

# STRANGEBEAST Yu Chi transmigrated to a world covered with savage, barren lands, where more than 10,000 races fought to ascend to the top. He began his life in this world in imprisonment. While the others had completely forgotten about his existence, he took out a bamboo stick that he had been carrying with him since his previous life. The souls of ancient divine beasts could be found in various savage lands and rivers. His bamboo stick could communicate with these ancient souls. When he fished at the Death Sea of Hades, he got the voice of Naga Siren. When he fished at the Ice River of Skeletons, he received the attack power of Blobfish. When he fished at the Lake of Grotto-Heaven, he obtained the golden eyes of the Five-Talon Divine Dragon. When he fished at the Cliff of Hanging Candles, he acquired the fire of the Nine-Tailed White Fox. In the blink of an eye, millions of years had passed. Deities and pet beasts from various corners of the world came to congratulate Yu Chi on his wedding. A prominent figure couldn’t help but ask, “Why are you so terrifying?” As Yu Chi stared at his gorgeous wife, the memories of him fighting millions of devils in the Underworld flashed in his mind. He then smiled and replied, “There’s nothing I can boast about. I was just lucky.”

Great River Flows To The Sky · 玄幻
分數不夠
537 Chs

Suspicions

編輯: EndlessFantasy Translation

His thoughts on the war between the moon god race and the Knights of the Round Table from the perspective of a bystander?

Different people had different opinions.

Yuchi laughed.

He stretched out his hand and touched the head of a giant octopus. At this moment, his tone was rather carefree. With a simple tattered shirt on his body, his entire body emitted a shocking power. When he slowly spoke, one could sense the terrifying power of a true demigod.

"The concepts of justice and righteousness that you and they have are different from the ones I have, so there's no point in asking for my opinion."

When Prometheus nodded, Yuchi continued casually, "It's obvious that each of you have your own reasons, and whether your reasons will eventually be judged as right or wrong in the end does not depend on the reasons themselves, but on who will win in the end."

For Yuchi, the victors wrote the history books. This had been the case since ancient times.