God-Tier Fishing System

Ethan had indeed clashed with the commander of the Heavenly Palace before.

Back then, the friction had been open and undisguised.

And now—

It was clear that someone had come to settle accounts.

"Mr. Ethan," Elara's voice came through the jade token again, anxious yet controlled, "why don't you find a place to hide for now? I'll think of a way to send Zeph away first, then I'll come look for you."

Before Ethan could reply, a cold, mocking laughter echoed through the jade token.

"Hahaha… Miss Elara, half the time has already passed."

The voice was arrogant, lazy, and full of malice.

It was Zeph.

"If you still refuse to reveal Ethan's whereabouts, don't blame me for being rude."

"I'm different from those hypocrites outside. I do have tolerance for beautiful women—but that tolerance has limits."

"If you make me impatient…"

Zeph paused deliberately, his tone lowering.

"Don't blame me for destroying you."

"Speaking of which," he chuckled, "I've seen countless women, but I've never tasted the flavor of a human beauty like you."

"The two seniors behind me are also quite interested."

The moment Ethan heard those words, his expression darkened completely.

A cold, murderous intent flashed across his eyes.

"So it's people from Heavenly Palace…"

"They really can't help but bare their fangs."

Ethan's voice was calm, but beneath that calm lay a terrifying chill.

"Don't act rashly. I'm on my way."

"If the young patriarch of Heavenly Palace dares to come looking for me today—"

"Then he won't be going back."

With that, Ethan put away the jade slip.

Golden light erupted beneath his feet.

Boom!

The ground beneath him cracked as he shot forward like a divine arrow, tearing through the air toward the valley ahead.

"Ah—!"

Kara let out an ungraceful cry.

She had barely rested for a moment before Ethan grabbed her again and took off at full speed.

"Damn it!"

"Junior brother, slow down!"

"This is way too fast—!"

Kara's hair whipped wildly in the wind, her expression completely distorted as she was carried through the air like cargo.

"I really can't stand this anymore!"

She gritted her teeth, thoroughly humiliated.

At the same time, in the valley.

"Mr. Ethan!"

"Mr. Ethan!"

Elara called out repeatedly, but there was no response.

Her heart sank slightly.

He was already coming.

"Risa," Elara said softly, her tone suddenly resolute, "prepare yourself."

"When the time comes, we'll fight Zeph to the death."

Risa's pupils shrank.

"Then… Ethan is coming?"

"Yes. He should arrive very soon."

Risa took a deep breath and clenched her fists.

"Then all we can do is believe in him."

"I just hope… his strength truly matches the rumors."

She mobilized the spiritual energy in her body, entering a state of full alert.

Across from them, Zeph smiled faintly.

"It's almost time."

"Miss Elara, have you thought it through?"

"This is the Training Trial Secret Realm—not Blue-Wave City."

"I have no scruples here."

Elara closed her eyes briefly and took a slow breath.

When she opened them again, her gaze was calm and firm.

"Young Master Zeph," she said evenly, "I truly do not know where Ethan is."

"If you want to do something—then do it."

Zeph froze for a moment.

Then he burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Good!"

"You've got guts."

"I'm very interested in you now."

"In this secret realm, everyone's strength is suppressed."

"I hope you'll be able to make things… entertaining."

His smile was ferocious, carrying a trace of madness.

"Young Patriarch, the girl of the Sky family will be left to you. Risa will be handled by the two of us," the middle-aged man behind Zeph said calmly.

Zeph didn't even turn his head.

"Mr. Finn. Mr. Evan." His voice was steady, unhurried, carrying an unquestionable authority.

"There's no need for either of you to dirty your hands."

A faint smile curved his lips, cold and confident.

"I alone am more than enough to deal with them."

He stepped forward and floated into the air, his posture relaxed and lofty.

His gaze didn't even linger on Elara.

Though she was the third young lady of the Sky family and the future heir, her cultivation simply wasn't enough to draw his attention.

She wasn't even at the peak of the Ninth Turn Mahayana Realm.

One move would be more than enough.

Risa, however—

Now that was slightly interesting.

"Risa," Zeph said lightly, "your realm seems to have improved compared to last time."

"I wonder if you can amuse me this time."

"There are rules here. We're both at the peak of Ninth Turn Mahayana."

"Don't disappoint me."

Risa's eyes turned cold.

"Zeph, don't be too arrogant."

"I admit you're strong—but I'm not who I used to be."

"In this secret realm, you may not be my opponent."

She spread her arms.

A violent aura erupted from her body.

Cyan wind-attributed spiritual energy surged wildly, whipping up howling gusts around her.

Zeph shook his head with a mocking smile.

"I thought you'd made real progress."

"Turns out I overestimated you."

"You're still too weak."

"Last time, you still had a chance."

"This time—"

"You'll lose for sure."

"Arrogant!"

Risa shouted coldly and lunged forward.

Boom!

The ground beneath her feet cracked as she shot forward, her figure turning into a streak of cyan light.

In just a few blinks, she appeared before Zeph.

Her palm surged with power.

Wind-attributed spiritual energy condensed violently, forming a ferocious sphere of compressed airflow.

The wind howled like blades, carving deep marks into the earth and surrounding rocks.

"Burst!"

Risa struck forward with her palm.

Boom!

The wind sphere swallowed Zeph whole.

Explosions rang out as the violent airflow detonated, dragging Zeph's figure and smashing it straight into a nearby mountain.

The shockwaves spread outward, dust and debris filling the air.

For a moment, Zeph's figure was nowhere to be seen.

Elara's tense expression finally relaxed slightly.

Risa's progress was undeniable.

If she couldn't win, she might at least force a draw.

Not far away, Finn and Evan stood calmly with their hands behind their backs.

There was no trace of concern on their faces.

"Risa of the Sky family really disappeared for a long time after that defeat," Finn said mildly.

"It seems she truly went into seclusion."

"With this level of strength, she can be considered outstanding."

"Still," Evan smiled faintly, "she's far from matching the Young Patriarch."

In the dust-filled battlefield, Risa hovered in the air, staring intently ahead.

When that familiar aura reemerged from the smoke, her expression darkened instantly.

"So strong…"

"This Zeph is far stronger than before…"

Risa gritted her teeth and clenched her fists.