God-Tier Fishing System-Chapter 604

Ethan came to the hibiscus fruit, raised the jade knife, and neatly cut off the branch.

The emerald-green fruit trembled slightly, its surface rippling with dazzling vitality before dropping straight into the jade bottle.

He sealed it in an instant.

"The sixth one."

Ethan put away the bottle, glanced back in Sylren’s direction, and a playful smile curled at the corner of his lips.

From beginning to end, he had never intended to truly fight these Three-Legged Golden Crows.

The violent clash just now had never been meant to determine victory or defeat. It was nothing more than a smoke screen—an explosion borrowed to obscure sight and perception. While everyone’s attention was locked onto the center of destruction, he had already slipped away like a shadow, using that brief window to seize the hibiscus fruit.

His objective had always been clear.

Hibiscus fruits first.

Everything else later.

Without slowing down, Ethan shifted direction midair, his figure cutting an elegant arc through the canopy as he flew toward the seventh hibiscus fruit hidden deeper within the sacred tree.

Seeing this scene, Sylren’s face twisted into something ferocious.

"Ethan, you still dare to pick hibiscus fruits?! You’re courting death!"

His voice echoed through the valley like thunder.

"Come—stop him!"

At his command, he and the other two Three-Legged Golden Crows abandoned all restraint. Their bodies blurred into streaks of gold and crimson as they tore through the air, wings beating with terrifying force as they pursued Ethan from behind.

However—

Ethan was too fast.

So fast that even the Three-Legged Golden Crow, a race famed for its speed, could not close the distance in a short time. Though the gap slowly shrank, it did so painfully little by little.

At this rate, it would take at least ten minutes to catch him.

And ten minutes—

Was more than enough for Ethan to take every last hibiscus fruit.

Verelia, who had just been mocking Alina moments ago, felt her expression stiffen violently.

Her laughter froze on her face, twisting into disbelief and fury.

"How is this possible?!"

"How did he escape from the center of that explosion completely unharmed?!"

Her fingers clenched around her sword, knuckles turning white as she stared at Ethan’s retreating figure.

Alina, on the other hand, finally let out a breath she did not realize she had been holding.

The tension in her chest loosened, and her gaze sharpened with renewed clarity.

"Hmph. You were celebrating too early."

A faint smile appeared on her lips.

This Ethan—

He truly deserved the attention her master had given him.

His methods were calm, ruthless, and precise. Even she had failed to detect how he slipped away from the explosion’s core. Such spatial judgment and timing were not things one could achieve through talent alone.

"This man... his true combat power is likely already brushing against the Ultimate Supreme," Alina murmured inwardly.

Above them, Veyr’s face darkened abruptly.

The smugness he had worn earlier vanished without a trace, replaced by an expression so ugly it looked as though someone had slapped him across the face.

"How can this be...?"

"With that level of collision, even I wouldn’t dare claim I could escape unscathed."

His eyes narrowed sharply.

"What method did he use?"

A moment later, greed flickered in his gaze.

"It must be a high-grade secret technique... If I can obtain it..."

Boom!

A sudden violent flame attack forced Veyr to snap back to reality.

He barely managed to block it with a palm, his body sliding backward dozens of meters before stabilizing. Blood surged in his chest, nearly breaking his breath rhythm.

"You dare to be distracted while fighting me?"

A deep, mocking voice sounded.

"You Azure Dragon brat truly doesn’t know whether to live or die."

"This blow was already merciful."

Veyr’s eyes burned with rage.

"Sneak attack! Shameless!"

"Hahaha!"

The Three-Legged Golden Crow laughed loudly.

"Young one, do you intend to laugh us to death with such excuses?"

Veyr glanced once more toward Ethan’s direction, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails pierced his palms.

It was all because of that human.

That damned human deserved to die!

"Wait until we leave this secret realm..."

"I’ll make you regret ever standing out in front of me."

With a cold sneer, Veyr forced down his fury and surged forward once more, demonic energy roaring as the battle above reignited.

Below—

Ethan had already arrived at the seventh hibiscus fruit.

The jade knife flashed.

The fruit fell.

The bottle opened.

Clean. Efficient. Ruthless.

Seven.

At this moment, even the air around Ethan felt lighter.

He glanced back at the three Golden Crows chasing him and offered them a look of pure disdain before turning and accelerating once more, heading eastward.

That was where the eighth hibiscus fruit awaited.

"Damn it! He already has seven!"

"Burn it—burn everything! Catch him!"

Sylren roared madly.

This time, the three Three-Legged Golden Crows made a desperate decision.

They burned their blood essence.

A dull crimson glow spread across their wings as faint red lightning crackled around their bodies. Their demonic auras exploded violently, shaking the surrounding air as their speed surged to its absolute limit.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Each beat of their wings shattered the air, sonic booms echoing endlessly through the valley.

Ethan sensed the sudden spike in pressure behind him and chuckled softly.

"So they’ve chosen to burn blood essence."

"Very good."

For him, this was the best possible outcome.

Blood essence burning brought terrifying speed—but it also meant irreversible backlash. Once the pursuit ended, their strength and vitality would plummet.

At that point, even if they were demon lords, dealing with them would be simple.

Ethan refocused and reached the eighth hibiscus fruit just as three blazing beams tore through the air toward him.

The Golden Crow flames condensed into piercing rays, carrying destructive heat that warped space itself.

With one hand, Ethan raised the jade knife toward the fruit.

With the other—

Pure Azure Flame surged.

Gray-blue fire rippled outward, forming a smooth, crystalline mirror before him in an instant.

This was one of the techniques Ethan learned through his own practice.

"The Path of Boundlessness."

"Seven layer Fire Mirror."

Boom!

The seventh-layer Fire Mirror suddenly erupted with violent flames, intercepting the three incoming fire beams head-on.

In an instant, blazing fire surged skyward. Fiery fluctuations spread outward like ripples on water, rolling layer after layer through the air.

Ethan brought down the jade knife with a precise motion, knocking the hibiscus fruit loose. With a flick of his wrist, he tossed the jade knife upward, while a bottle appeared in his palm, neatly catching the falling fruit.

The fire beams slammed into the seven-layer Fire Mirror.

Crack—crack—crack.

The mirror shattered layer by layer.

Violent energy waves burst forth with the raging wind, whipping Ethan’s hair and robes into chaos.

Yet his expression remained indifferent, his heart utterly unmoved.

After storing the hibiscus fruit away, Ethan calmly reached out and caught the jade knife.