From Family Fisherman to Water Virtue True Immortal

The roots are growing stronger, the potential ever-greater.

This perfectly embodies the maxim "Supreme goodness is like water, creation comes naturally."

Benefitting all things without selfish plunder, progressing together, the ways of the Dao are natural.

Of course, these are just Li Quanqing’s own speculations, whether they are true or not, he cannot be sure.

Maybe his Golden Finger is strong enough to even conjure treasures out of thin air.

"Let’s go, follow me to the family’s forbidden land."

Li Kunli said with a smile, taking the lead as he flew forward, landing on the rocks within the Ten Thousand Fish Pond.

The Old Clan Chief and Li Kunlun had already arrived, sitting cross-legged in front of the Fish Mirror, surrounded by swirling Green Panlong, the Array Spirit itself.

"Another Foundation Establishment Demon Beast?"

Li Zongyao also looked at Ao Qing with a slightly surprised tone, "The Spirit Sovereign will be very happy to see this."