After Fishing For 10 Years, I Became A Saint Without Knowing How To Raise Beasts

After Fan Yuhe left with those few humans in tow, all the remaining members of the Black Heaven sect finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fan Yuhe's arrival had resulted in the deaths of many, and he had also shown his contempt for everyone here.

However, this was the reality of this world. It was a world where the strong preyed on the weak. As they were among the weak, they could only admit that they were inferior. Either that, or they could hide in their race and never venture out into the world.

The human race was an example of this. However, even though the human race thought that they had hidden themselves well and not attracted the attention of the other myriad races, there were definitely some well-informed races who knew exactly where they were. However, it was unlikely that they would bother exterminating the human race. First off, it was not worth the effort.

Secondly, it was forbidden. Destroying a faction was very different from exterminating a race. The former was frowned upon, while the latter was viewed as madness.

The higher-ups would not punish the former too harshly, but if anyone tried to do something as outrageous as the latter, they would be attacked by the entire force of the myriad races!

At the end of the day, they had to at least leave a way out for others. Most of the races that led the fighting among the myriad races on the battlefield were intelligent people. They would not force others into a dead end. Otherwise, if someone treated them like that one day, it would be over for them.

"I guess this peerless genius of the human race is going to die."

"It's a pity."

"He shouldn't have been discovered, but it's obvious that there are some internal problems with the human race."

The various races discussed this matter with each other as they started to clean up the ruins of the city.

They were prepared to write a letter to their superiors to inform them of Fan Yuhe's actions. As for whether that would be effective, that remained to be seen. However, they still needed to do it. Otherwise, after Fan Yuhe there would be an endless stream of sect masters coming to bully the Black Heaven sect.

The younger sister of Prometheus, Prosia had returned to the pufferfish race to move them closer to the Black Heaven sect.

This move was finally completed within these few months. However…

When they finally returned to the Black Heaven sect, she discovered that her brother, Prometheus, had been killed by Fan Yuhe.

She kneeled on the ground and wailed her heart out while punching the ground in grief. She cried tears of blood as her pained cries resounded through the heavens.

However...

It was useless.

When Prometheus chose to accept the position of sect master from Yuchi, he had already embarked on a path of no return.

He had hoped that he would be able to lead the entire pufferfish race to rise up. However, no matter how strong he was, he was still one person.

He had underestimated the cruelty of this world.

He had thought too highly of the sect master's position and misjudged the deterrence the rules had on other sect masters.

In the end, he had paid the ultimate price.

When the other races saw Prosia's reaction, they could only shrug their shoulders.

Who had not seen such a situation before?

This was what this cruel world was like.

Ershania went over to Prosia's side. She held Prosia in her arms, and allowed her to cry in her arms.

Even though they were not of the same race, Ershania could still feel the trembling in Prosia's heart.

Before the pufferfish could even stand up, their future was severed by Fan Yuhe.

"Senior, I hope you're fine."

Ershania sent Prosia over to the other suffering pufferfish tribe members.

She stared blankly at the sky, hesitating briefly before spreading her wings and flying into the sky toward the Vast Sea.

If Yuchi was killed by Fan Yuhe, then her dream would die with him.

It also meant that no matter how hard she tried, she would not be able to escape her cruel fate.

Yuchi was her beacon of hope. If Yuchi could not succeed alone in this world, then how could she?

"Senior," she said, "Please be okay."

…

On the small island at the center of the Vast Sea, Yuchi's eyes were tightly shut. He held a fishing rod in his hand as he quietly sat there.

When he slowly opened his eyes, a figure had already appeared behind him.

It was Fan Yuhe.

Fan Yuhe looked at Yuchi, who was sitting quietly at the edge of the island. He was in no hurry to make his move. Instead, he first introduced himself.

"My name is Yuhe. I'm from the angel race. I'm 28 years old this year, and became an adult at 18. I've been cultivating for 10 years."

"Currently, I have reached the third grade of the Dao realm."

"Noble and pure angel blood flows through my body."

"My only purpose in coming here today is to destroy you."

Pride was ingrained in his bones, and his mannerisms were imposing. Throughout the process of his self-introduction, his expression remained the same.

There were a few other humans beside him.

After hearing Fan Yuhe's words, these guys were terrified.

The giant angel in front of them was only 28 years old!

Within ten years, he had reached the third grade of the Dao realm?

What terrifying talent!

Was this what it meant to be a peerless genius?

Even among the angel race, he was definitely considered a top-notch genius!

The most terrifying thing was that there were countless other angels that were just as brutal and unforgiving. It was no wonder that very few people dared to antagonize the angel race.

Those few humans looked at each other. They could already see the final outcome of this battle.

However, that was good.

After Yuchi was exterminated, even if the human race was not welcomed in the Black Heaven sect in the future, at least they would still be alive.

When the humans saw that Yuchi was still sitting there and fishing leisurely, one of them shouted at him, "Lord Fan Yuhe is speaking to you. Why aren't you responding?"

After he finished speaking, the human looked at Fan Yuhe.

Fan Yuhe did not bother to respond to him. His eyes were still fixed on Yuchi's back.

Yuchi finally moved.

He slowly stood up, and the fishing rod in his hand disappeared. He turned around and looked at Fan Yuhe with a confused expression.

"I can smell Prometheus' blood on you. Did you kill him?"

Fan Yuhe did not bother hiding it. He simply laughed.

"Why do you still care about a weakling like Prometheus at this time? He was a weak pufferfish race who just wasn't strong enough. Naturally, I killed him."

Yuchi slowly nodded.

It was indeed so.

If one was not strong enough, they would naturally be killed.