God-Tier Fishing System-Chapter 633

"Thank you, senior."

Ethan cupped his hands again, his posture respectful and calm.

"The inheritance of that boy Sage lies within this stone platform," the gentle voice of the Hibiscus Sacred Tree echoed softly through the valley.

"Those who are destined will obtain it. I have already glimpsed the threads of fate—child, you are not the one chosen. Do not place too much hope upon it."

As those words fell, Kara, Risa, and Elara all showed expressions of shock and astonishment.

The inheritance of Emperor Sage...

It was not hidden deep within the ruins beneath the ground, nor sealed behind layers of formations and traps.

Instead, it rested openly within this Spiritual Valley—protected by the Hibiscus Sacred Tree herself.

This revelation overturned all common sense.

According to ancient records, although Emperor Sage was powerful and unrivaled in his era, he was still far inferior compared to the Hibiscus Sacred Tree, a being who had witnessed the birth of the world and the rise and fall of countless epochs.

Why would such an existence personally guard the inheritance of Emperor Sage?

What kind of hidden connection existed between them?

Curiosity surged in the hearts of the three women, yet none of them dared to ask.

"I don’t have much hope," Ethan said calmly.

"I simply wish to see with my own eyes what kind of inheritance Emperor Sage left behind."

With that, he stepped forward. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

The stone platform stood quietly before him.

Its surface was covered in dense, ancient runes, each line precise, balanced, and severe—so perfect that it bordered on obsession.

At its center lay a circular area the size of a palm.

This area was completely smooth, free of any inscriptions, polished to a mirror-like clarity that reflected one’s face without distortion.

Ethan stared at it for a moment, then extended his hand and placed it gently upon the center.

The sensation was strange.

Warm, yet cool.

Like fine jade that had absorbed both the heat of the sun and the chill of moonlight.

He urged the energy within his body to flow.

Original Power poured into the stone platform in a steady stream.

Nothing happened.

His brows furrowed slightly.

He increased the output, circulating his cultivation faster.

Still nothing.

After a brief pause, Ethan mobilized his divine power.

White brilliance surged along his arm and sank into the platform.

The runes remained silent.

Not even the faintest ripple appeared.

"...It’s useless."

Ethan withdrew his hand and exhaled softly.

"It seems senior was right. I am not the destined person."

Lunara, Kara, Risa, and Elara all gathered around, surrounding the stone platform.

"Mr. Ethan, how is it?" Lunara asked quietly.

"There’s no reaction," Ethan shook his head.

"According to senior Sacred Tree, the inheritance is indeed here—but it does not respond to me."

Kara lowered her gaze and studied the stone platform carefully.

After everything they had experienced, Ethan’s performance had left an almost divine impression in her heart.

For a time, she had truly believed that her junior brother could do anything.

Yet now—

Even he was stopped here.

"It’s fine, little junior brother," Kara said softly, patting his shoulder.

"The hibiscus fruits are already more than enough. An inheritance is just an inheritance—you don’t need it."

She spoke gently, clearly afraid that Ethan might feel disappointed.

"...Senior sister," Ethan smiled helplessly. "You’re overthinking."

He truly felt nothing.

Whether or not he obtained Emperor Sage’s inheritance meant little to him.

He had never walked someone else’s path.

His road was his own.

One day, he would open the path of the Emperor with his own hands, step into the Emperor Realm by force, and pursue the heights beyond legend.

Even the chains above the starry sky...

He would tear them apart himself.

"Senior sister," Ethan changed the topic smoothly.

"Why don’t you try?"

"Me?" Kara waved her hand.

"Forget it. If even you can’t activate it, what chance do I have?"

She had no illusions about being the so-called ’destined one.’

Risa, however, crouched down and examined the stone platform closely.

"How can something so small contain an Emperor’s inheritance?" she muttered.

"Could it be that these rune patterns themselves are the inheritance?"

As soon as those words left her mouth, Elara shook her head.

"It seems you haven’t put much effort into weapon refining over the years," Elara said lightly, her tone carrying a hint of disappointment.

Risa scratched her head awkwardly. "After reaching the Supreme realm, I focused on cultivation. Weapon refining was... neglected."

"Miss Elara, have you found anything?" Risa asked.

"This stone platform is a weapon-refining creation of an extremely high level," Elara replied seriously.

"It can be compared to a divine weapon. It is very likely that it contains its own independent space."

With that, she extended her fingers and gently touched the platform, carefully probing it.

After a long moment, she frowned.

"There’s no obvious mechanism."

She imitated Ethan’s earlier action and placed her palm on the center.

Spiritual energy flowed from her hand into the stone platform.

For an instant, the runes lit up faintly—lines of light traveling along their grooves.

Then, just as quickly, everything dimmed.

Silence returned.

"...No response."

Elara withdrew her hand and shook her head.

"It seems I am not destined either."

"Let’s all try," Ethan said.

Risa and Kara stepped forward in turn.

The result was the same.

No reaction.

At last, Ethan’s mind moved.

The Nine-Colored Soul-Living Bottle appeared in his palm, radiating faint brilliance.

With a flick of his wrist, two figures floated out.

One was a young woman with delicate features and clear eyes, Morwen, Kara’s cherished disciple.

The other was a stunningly beautiful woman with a fiery figure and enchanting eyes, Pyra, the Ghost Flame Insect Mother, now in human form.

Morwen rubbed her eyes groggily, still half-asleep.

"Master... where are we?" she asked softly.

"Morwen," Kara called. "Come here. Place your hand on the stone platform and see if there’s any reaction."

"Oh... okay."

Morwen walked over obediently.

"This is still the Training Trial Secret Realm," Kara added in a low voice.

"And this is the legendary Spiritual Valley. That towering tree is the Hibiscus Sacred Tree. Pay your respects properly."

"Spiritual Valley? Hibiscus Sacred Tree?!"

Morwen’s eyes widened instantly.

All traces of drowsiness vanished.

She had naturally heard of the Hibiscus Sacred Tree, how could she not?

Without hesitation, she straightened her posture, took a step forward, and raised her hands respectfully.

"Junior Morwen, I have met senior Sacred Tree."