God-Tier Fishing System-Chapter 466 - 456
"Where to go now?"
"To the west. Just past the two mountains ahead."
Thousand Faces moved soundlessly through the forest canopy, his gray-blue mask reflecting faint moonlight. His steps were light, almost unreal, as if his body itself were only an illusion stitched together by will and technique.
"I really wonder what the second mask does... and how much it can improve my strength?"
A smile crept across his lips beneath the mask.
Just one mask would already increase his combat power by more than thirty percent. More importantly, it granted the terrifying ability to transform into all things—to copy appearance, aura, realm, and even short-term combat strength.
That was only one.
According to legend, the ghost god Onyx Orchid possessed six desire masks.
Six personalities.
Six authorities.
Each mask represented a fragment of Onyx Orchid, each one holding a unique and abnormal power.
Now, Thousand Faces’ heart burned with anticipation.
If the second mask could directly and violently enhance strength—
If it could forcefully break shackles—
Then stepping into the Ultimate Supreme realm would no longer be a fantasy.
As long as he reached that realm, combined with the masks and the Thirty-Six Supreme Celestial Fiend Methods, who on this continent could kill him?
Unless an Emperor personally descended.
By then, he would truly have the qualifications to walk freely across the world.
The Blood Tavern?
The Blood Marquis?
He would no longer need to flee like a hunted dog.
"This person appeared at Netherfall Pass before, and today he came to the mountains outside Netherfall Pass. His movements are erratic and unnatural," the Cowardly Mask whispered inside his consciousness.
"After discovering him, do not rush. Observe first. Determine his realm and strength before acting."
"Don’t worry," Thousand Faces replied calmly.
"If we’re not absolutely certain, we’ll retreat and regroup with Celeste. After killing Ethan, we’ll deal with this person later."
This was how he had survived.
Steady.
Cautious.
Never greedy at the wrong moment.
The encounter with Ethan had been an exception—one that had nearly cost him everything.
"That woman... she’s following you," the Cowardly Mask said again.
"Woman?"
Thousand Faces frowned slightly. His mental sense spread outward, subtle and hidden. After a moment, he detected a cold, restrained aura trailing him at a distance.
Celeste.
The deputy pavilion master of Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets.
"So she’s secretly tailing me," he sneered inwardly.
"Didn’t she say she didn’t care?"
He had lived by two rules since stepping onto the path of cultivation.
First—be steady.
Second—never fall into the trap of women.
"You told her you were hunting treasures," Onyx Orchid’s calm voice echoed.
"There is no cultivator in this world who doesn’t desire heaven and earth treasures. What’s more, you are still an Upper Supreme. Any treasure that catches your eye must be extraordinary."
"She’s interested in the treasure, not you. Otherwise, you’d already be a corpse back in the cave."
Thousand Faces snorted softly.
"Let her follow. If trouble arises, Celeste won’t just stand by and watch."
He was dissatisfied, but he also understood.
If disaster struck, an Ultimate Supreme backing him was never a bad thing.
Soon, the forest thinned.
Ahead was a cliff overlooking a mountain lake.
Water shimmered below, half-clear and half-dark, mist rising endlessly as waterfalls crashed down from above.
Thousand Faces slowed and concealed his aura completely, blending into the rocks like a shadow that had always been there.
He hid behind a massive boulder and looked down.
Below the cliff—
A man sat by the lake.
Fishing.
No spiritual energy fluctuations.
No demonic aura.
No killing intent.
Just a solitary figure holding a fishing rod, as if the world had nothing to do with him.
"Yes," the Cowardly Mask murmured.
"Another mask. Same origin."
"But I can’t tell which one."
Thousand Faces narrowed his eyes.
"He’s fishing... why isn’t there any spiritual energy fluctuation?"
"Does he practice physical cultivation?"
He stared at the black mask on the man’s face.
For some reason, it felt... familiar.
"I can’t be certain," the Cowardly Mask replied.
"He should be a physical cultivator. His realm will not exceed the Ultimate Supreme."
"There are very few Ultimate Supremes," Thousand Faces said coldly.
"They are all famous existences. They don’t appear everywhere."
"We can act."
He observed carefully.
The man looked ordinary.
Too ordinary.
Like a cultivator who could be crushed with one hand.
"Do it."
The moment the killing intent surged—
A hand pressed down on his shoulder.
His pupils shrank violently.
"Who?!"
"Don’t act rashly."
Celeste’s voice sounded behind him, calm and emotionless.
Thousand Faces stiffened, then relaxed.
"So it’s the deputy pavilion master," he said lightly.
"Didn’t you say you weren’t interested in treasure hunting?"
Celeste’s blue eyes remained indifferent.
"Regardless, you are still a secret child cultivated by the Pavilion for many years. If something happens to you under my watch, I won’t be able to explain it."
Thousand Faces was stunned for a brief moment.
Unbelievable.
She actually cared whether he lived or died.
"Thank you for your concern, Deputy Pavilion Master," he replied respectfully.
Celeste looked down at the man by the lake.
"Doesn’t he look familiar to you?"
"Familiar?"
Thousand Faces stared at the black mask below.
Suddenly, memory struck like lightning.
"Wanted Order—Aether!"
His expression changed subtly.
Years ago, Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets had issued a wanted order.
A physical cultivator.
Masked.
Ranked fourth on the Heaven’s Prodigy List.
Back then, merely a Nirvana cultivator.
"I overlooked it earlier," Thousand Faces muttered.
"The mask’s aura distracted me."
"And it’s been more than ten years."
Celeste nodded.
"After leaving seclusion, I reviewed the wanted orders. Including Aether."
"The resemblance is obvious."
"In that case, I’ll take action," Thousand Faces said impatiently.
"It’s our responsibility to eliminate hidden dangers for the Pavilion."
Ten years ago, Aether had been nothing.
No matter how talented, could he surpass Ethan?
According to the information given by Celeste, Ethan is the only one in the prodigy list enter the supreme realm.
This Aether couldn’t be stronger than Ethan, let alone posses a divine weapon
"There’s no need to worry," Thousand Faces thought coldly.
"Kill him instantly."
"You may act," Celeste said calmly. "If anything unexpected happens, I’ll intervene."
"Good."
Thousand Faces fixed his gaze on the man fishing below.
A thin, cruel smile spread beneath his mask.
His aura vanished completely.
His eyes were like a poisonous snake’s, staring at its prey.
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