Reborn into a new life, Bai Xuan carried the "Tree of Longevity Dao" from birth, able to branch and leaf, evolving countless paths of cultivation. When one path reached its end, it could bear the fruit of Dao. Sailing and fishing across the vast sea, he took the path of the fisherman, unlocking skills such as battling sharks, trawling, swimming, diving, gazing at the horizon, steering, and reading the celestial signs. As this path evolved to its pinnacle, he drove his boat through the waves, chased the wind with his sails, and hunted whales amidst raging storms, ultimately nurturing the Dao fruit of "Sea God." Through tempering his body and relentless training in mortal hard skills, he embarked upon the path of physical cultivation, unlocking abilities like bronze skin, iron bones, golden organs, jade marrow, and mercury blood. When this path reached its extreme, he fused a hundred arts into one furnace, letting his vitality surge across the endless sea, battling other cultivators and forging the Dao fruit of "Vajra." Turning back in sudden realization, he saw that the mountains and rivers had shifted, the seas transformed, and the vast ocean and boundless sky lay beneath his feet. Behind him hung three thousand fruits of Dao. He was the embodiment of longevity itself.
"I've transmigrated?"
Bai Xuan opened his eyes, his head splitting with pain.
Before him was a cramped, oppressive, damp and gloomy room. The walls were all wood, carrying a faint scent of mold, but more prominent was a familiar salty tang of the sea.
"So... I've transmigrated to the turbulent seas, becoming a fisherman whose life hangs by a thread!"
In the blink of an eye, more memories flooded his mind, swiftly absorbed by Bai Xuan.
In this lifetime, he was a collateral member of the Bai family on Thousand Mountain Island. The Bai clan lived by fishing and hunting, and all the men, starting at fifteen, were required to follow the boats out to sea.
Though he was called a Bai family member, in truth, Bai Xuan was from a remote branch, orphaned, with only obligations but no rights in the family. Even if he died, no one would care.
In Bai Xuan's memory...
Life at sea was anything but peaceful.
The winds and waves were perilous enough, but there were even more dangerous giant fish lurking in the ocean—often over ten meters long. If a hunt failed, someone would inevitably end up in a fish’s belly.
Three months ago.
This fishing boat, Star of Kaiyang, tracked a giant fish for sixty miles, wounded it with powerful crossbows, and over a dozen skilled men plunged into the sea to try and capture it.
But in the end, only two returned to the boat; the rest were swallowed whole by the beast.
The wounded fish escaped as well.
Therefore, before Bai Xuan transmigrated,