God of Fishing

3215 Comprehending Life and Death in the Ten Directions Purgatory (3)

Han Fei: “You made me reincarnate with my memories?”

The black-robed man chuckled. “Why do you have to forget your memories? In this life, you are just an ordinary person. The others you know are also ordinary people, but your life is still exciting.”

With that, the black-robed man left.

“Han Fei, come and have some soup.”

Han Fei looked back and saw that it was Tang Ge. Han Fei couldn’t help but sigh when he saw Tang Ge again. Although in reality, Tang Ge still lived in the human race and had sons and daughters, and his strength had reached the peak-level late-stage Star Transformation Realm, he was still that boy here.

Looking at the Spirit Swallowing Soup, Han Fei couldn’t help but sigh. This was where he started. Who knew that one day he would stand at the peak of the Sea Realm and become a peerless expert?

Han Fei knew Tang Ge’s aptitude, so he took the soup and asked, “How’s your cultivation going?”

“Huh? Cultivation? What cultivation?”

Han Fei frowned slightly. He wanted to feel his spiritual heritage, but at this moment, he was really an ordinary person without any abilities.

He took the Spirit Swallowing Soup and found that no data appeared in the soup. Even the Demon Purification Pot didn’t give any feedback.

“It’s not a cultivation world?”

Han Fei said again, “Tang Ge, I remember that the Fishing Trial will be held in a few days, right? Don’t come to me during this period of time.”

But Tang Ge looked at Han Fei weirdly. “What Fishing Trial? What are you talking about? Are you talking about the fishing season? There’s still half a year to go until the fishing season. When the time comes, let’s work harder and try to gain more. Let’s treat your illness first.”

“Illness?”

“Sure enough, I’m still sick. Is my spiritual heritage still incomplete?”

Tang Ge touched Han Fei’s forehead and asked in confusion, “You don’t have a fever! Why are you talking nonsense? Is it because you’re too weak?”

Han Fei slapped Tang Ge away speechlessly and thought to himself, Fine, this life is interesting. Since I’m here, I’ll take it easy.

Several days later, Han Fei had a general understanding of this world.

This was not a floating island at all, and there were no fishing boats here. However, this was a low-leveled martial world, and people still had a certain space for force promotion.

This village was still the Heavenly Water Village and was a small island on the sea. There were thousands of such small islands. These countless small islands surrounded a very large island called the Thousand Star City.

To Han Fei’s surprise, his parents, Old Han, and his mother were all there. Because they were fake figures fabricated by that yama, they were just ordinary people, not gods.

Han Fei quickly accepted this reality. He also wanted to see what kind of reincarnation world Great Monarch Reincarnation had created for him.

On the third day after Han Fei came here, during class, he suddenly felt an abnormal pain in his body. This body was only a mortal body, but he could feel this excruciating pain, as if some kind of power was really scraping his bones and blood.

Although Han Fei’s Dao heart was firm, it was only in terms of mentality and spirit. The more spirited he was, the more painful he would feel.

Lying on the ground twitching, Han Fei thought to himself, Is this my illness? After all, this is a low-level martial world. If I have no ability at all, how can I experience life as a cripple?

At this moment, the people in the class were in a panic. He Xiaoyu shouted, “Shut up! I know his illness. Call the teacher. I’ll give him a massage to soothe his muscles. Everybody else, get out of the way…”

Han Fei was in so much pain that he couldn’t speak, but in his heart, he thought that He Xiaoyu was quite decisive, although she didn’t seem as cute as before.

About five minutes later, the familiar Mr. Wang Jie came and injected a force into Han Fei’s body, which immediately soothed him.

When Han Fei stopped twitching, Wang Jie heaved a sigh. Han Fei could hear regret and helplessness in his sigh.

Days passed one after another. Han Fei knew that he wouldn’t be able to go back until he experienced all of this. He simply began to practice the Incomplete Monograph on 108 Ways of Body Polishing. Of course, he had a stronger body tempering technique, but his body couldn’t withstand it. It took him a full month to barely complete the Incomplete Monograph on 108 Ways of Body Polishing.

However, after it, his episodes went from an average of once every three days to once every seven days.

After living here for three months, Han Fei’s illness was basically cured. In the third month, there was basically no illness. Furthermore, Han Fei’s physique began to grow rapidly, and his muscles began to take shape.

Half a year later.

Han Fei had completely become a normal person, or to be exact, stronger than normal people. His general strength might be equivalent to that of a level-five fisher.

He seemed to be gradually getting used to this life.

With his parents and Tang Ge by his side, He Xiaoyu often came to him, probably because she had a crush on him. Wang Jie also began to see him in a different light. Some people who bullied him were punished by him, and the village leader saw his change and talent and praised him for it…

This was a very ordinary life, even more ordinary than when he lived in seclusion with Jiuying Ling. It was a little like the life he had when he first met Ximen Linglan.