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

Offering sacrifices to the ancestors was a relatively important matter for the artifact spirit race.

Before the start of each sacrificial ceremony, the artifact spirit race would send out one of the most talented boys and one of the most talented girls.

The two children would walk at the front of the group, keeping their distance.

These two children had to walk all the way to the ancestral temple. Unless they were faced with life-threatening danger, their clansmen would not help them at all.

The journey there was very fast, as most of the artifact spirits could ride on swords.

The artifact spirits brought along their ordinary clansmen with them and flew through the sky.

After the two children arrived at the ancestral temple, they lit incense for their ancestors and cleaned up some miscellaneous things in the ancestral temple. The other clansmen who had been informed could then all come over.

Many of these practices were symbolic, and indicated that the artifact spirit race still valued their descendants very much.

To let two children of a few years old walk ahead alone was a test of courage.

By giving priority to these two children, it was clear that they placed great importance on the descendants of their race. After all, their future generation would be the foundation and hope of their race.

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The weather was so cold that the ground was frozen. The indescribable cold could penetrate the skin of some cultivators.

The two children were not weak, but if they really stayed around the cold river, they would still shiver from the cold.

Amidst the vast expanse of white, the two children were about to arrive at a pavilion.

There were quite a few pavilions along the edge of the cold river.

An ancestor of the artifact spirit race was buried under each pavilion. These ancestors had either done great things for their race or wanted to stay at the edge of the cold river after death. For the artifact spirit race, the cold river was their origin.

It was an honor to be buried next to the cold river after death.

Of course, if they really wanted to stay in the sword tomb, there was no problem. It was up to the individual's choice.

However, as the two of them were cleaning up the pavilions on their way here, they suddenly noticed a young man sitting in one of the pavilions.

The young man had his eyes closed and was completely silent.

He was holding a strange blood-red fishing rod, sitting on the grave of their ancestor and fishing.

What was he doing?

Was he crazy?

After the little boy and girl confirmed that what they were seeing was for real, they were very angry.

That was their ancestor's grave, but this person was sitting on it and fishing?

The little boy was infuriated.

Before the little girl could say anything, he had already rushed toward the pavilion.

He quickly arrived next to the unfamiliar young man and said, "Who are you? What right do you have to sit on our ancestor's grave?"

"Are you provoking our artifact spirit race?!"

Yuchi did not understand.

Why had a little boy suddenly rushed over and said such things to him?

What did he mean by saying that he was sitting on their ancestor's grave?,

Was there a grave here?

Seeing the angry little boy, Yuchi finally understood what was going on. His expression was apologetic.

He took the initiative to leave the pavilion and bowed deeply to the boy and said, "I'm sorry. I didn't really know that this was a grave. It was my fault."

"You really didn't know?"

"I didn't."

"Okay, then I can't blame you."

The little boy stood inside the pavilion. After making sure that the interior of the pavilion was clean and tidy, his expression finally relaxed a little.

The other party did not seem to have done it on purpose. The fact that he was apologizing to a child showed his sincerity.

Therefore, he had no intention of pursuing the matter.

"Alright, please leave. Our artifact spirit race is currently paying respects to our ancestors."

"Sorry for disturbing you. My apologies for offending you. I will leave now."

Yuchi nodded. He took two steps back with an apologetic expression, and then disappeared into a pine forest along the edge of the cold river.

The little boy felt at ease. As a child he still felt proud to be able to chase away an adult.

'Luckily, his attitude was good, otherwise I would have hit him a long time ago, haha,' the little boy thought happily in his heart.

The little girl looked at Yuchi with curiosity.

Yuchi's clothes were ragged, and he looked rather miserable, especially since he was not wearing any shoes.

He walked barefoot on the ice and snow, not leaving any traces behind.

All in all, the little girl had been very worried about the little boy at the beginning.

The other party's seemed truly unfathomable, especially given the fact that he was fishing by the cold river alone.

Even as they walked along the edge of the cold river, they would still shiver from the cold aura contained within the river, yet this man had been sitting here motionless.

From this, she knew that Yuchi was stronger than they were.

After he left, the little girl could not help but heave a sigh of relief.

"He really left," the little girl said.

The little boy looked at the pine forest in the distance. "He's quite fast."

The little girl took out some tools and started to clean the pavilion.

At least the other party did not seem to have any malicious intentions. He should be a very easy person to get along with.

"Maybe he's also one of the natives of this area. Anyway, all of the races in this area look similar. Even if he's not from our artifact spirit race, I won't go overboard.

The little girl speechlessly glanced at the little boy's smug look.

Following that, the boy and girl began to clean the pavilion according to the rules of their race, making sure that it was clean inside out.

They then burned incense in the pavilion.

The whole process only took three minutes.

They worked quickly, as they were already very familiar with the process.

After clearing the area of debris, the little boy sent a message to the large team behind him. The little girl stood at the edge of the cold river and watched the strange scene in front of her. When she was sure that it was not an illusion, she could not help but rub her eyes.

"I've already contacted them. They'll be here soon."

After the little boy finished speaking, he walked to the little girl's side. "What's wrong?"

Before he could continue, the little girl pointed at the river and said, "Look at the situation in the cold river. You'll know why I'm like this after you see it!"

When his gaze landed on the rippling surface of the cold river, he was at a loss for words.