God-Tier Fishing System Chapter 724

His gaze fell upon his own arm.

A stark red, bleeding gash had materialized on his forearm! The lingering sword intent continued to ravage within, tearing at his flesh and inflicting a forgotten sensation of intense pain.

"Who?!" the Moonfall Clan Ancestor bellowed loudly.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Innumerable sword shadows illuminated the night sky, completely dispelling the luminous mist.

Simultaneously, all eyes were drawn upward.

Two figures hovered in the air.

One was none other than Ethan. The other was a tall, strikingly handsome man clad in a green robe, his single ponytail dancing in the wind.

He held his fingers together before him. Divine power coalesced around them, subtly taking the form of a longsword. His free hand rested on Ethan's shoulder.

It was this man who had abruptly arrived and snatched Ethan from the Moonfall Clan Ancestor's grasp.

Consequently, Ethan managed to safeguard his final two hidden tactics.

"Many thanks to Senior for the timely rescue. May I humbly inquire Senior's esteemed name?" Ethan asked, quickly cupping his hands in a gesture of gratitude.

"My name is Aaron. You needn't thank me; simply offer your thanks to my disciple."

The man gently patted Ethan's shoulder, scrutinizing the young man from head to toe before nodding with a smile. His voice and demeanor were exceedingly mild, creating an impression akin to basking in a gentle spring breeze.

"Senior's disciple...?"

Ethan murmured, then directed his gaze towards Liora.

At that very moment, the siblings Liora and Zeon gracefully descended from nearby, landing beside the man.

"Uncle Aaron, why have you also come?" Zeon inquired, surprise evident on his face.

"You siblings have ventured to such a remote locale. His Majesty was concerned, thus he instructed me to accompany you. He simply neglected to inform you, that is all," the man responded with equanimity.

"I see." Zeon nodded. He then swiftly moved to Ethan's side, observing him from various angles.

"Brother Ethan, are you unharmed?"

"My skin is thick and my flesh is tough. What harm could possibly befall me?" Ethan chuckled.

"As long as you are well! You truly terrified me just now!"

"However, Brother Ethan, you are truly remarkable."

"To withstand an assault from an Emperor Realm expert and nearly dispatch the Moonfall Clan's Holy Son... you have achieved renown in a single engagement! It will not be long before your name echoes across the entire continent," Zeon declared.

"Brother Zeon is too kind. It was merely a stroke of fortune," Ethan replied with humility.

He then approached Liora and cupped his hands. "My deepest thanks to the Eldest Princess for your intervention. Such immense kindness requires no verbal thanks. I, Ethan, am forever indebted to you. Should you ever require my assistance with any matter in the future, please do not hesitate to call upon me."

"Young Master Ethan, you treat me as an outsider. You are a cherished friend to my brother, a companion who has shared the perils of life and death with him.

"Furthermore, you have aided him on numerous occasions previously. Witnessing you in peril today, my inaction would have constituted an act of grave injustice and unkindness," Liora stated with a smile.

"This Venerable demands an answer! Just who are you, and why do you meddle in the affairs of my Moonfall Clan?!"

Observing Ethan and the others conversing amongst themselves, seemingly disregarding him, the Moonfall Clan Ancestor felt deeply insulted and demanded icily.

"I am Aaron Verdant of the Great Verdant!"

With merely two steps, the man covered a distance of dozens of feet, appearing directly before the Ancestor.

Aaron stood with his hands clasped behind his back, calmly regarding the elder.

Aaron Verdant of the Great Verdant?!

Upon hearing this name, every individual present exchanged looks of astonishment.

To them, the name Aaron Verdant resonated like thunder striking their ears. Within the Great Verdant Lantern Empire, the Emperor was not the sole expert at the Emperor Realm. Two other peerless masters were known as the Twin Jade Pillars of the Great Verdant.

And the name of one of these Twin Pillars... was Aaron Verdant!

Aaron Verdant—the Imperial Teacher of the Great Verdant. An unparalleled prodigy in the Dao of the Sword. A master adept in divination and prophecy. An Emperor Realm expert.

His might was frighteningly immense.

It was likely an insurmountable task to discover anyone on the entire continent whose strength surpassed Aaron Verdant's.

Moreover, unlike the Moonfall Ancestor, Aaron Verdant was a seasoned Emperor Realm expert, having already reached the late stage of the Emperor Realm.

The Moonfall Clan Ancestor, having only recently ascended, was, at best, in the initial stage, and his cultivation realm was not yet fully solidified due to the short duration since his breakthrough.

"The Great Verdant's Imperial Teacher, Aaron Verdant!"

The Ancestor clenched his fists, his expression hardening considerably.

Glacien and the rest had also ceased their hostilities, their gazes fixed upon Aaron Verdant, fists clenched tightly, eyes alight with reluctance. They never imagined that the Eldest Princess of the Great Verdant would be held in such high regard, prompting Aaron Verdant himself to escort her on her outings.

"Clan Head, what course of action should we take?" Wilford inquired.

"..." Glacien could only shake his head, his mind devoid of any further strategies.

In the presence of such overwhelming might, what significance did they hold? They were incapable of even uttering a single word.

"We must heed the Ancestor's directives," Helena uttered with a sigh.

"Aaron!"

Lucien's eyes snapped open, fixing their glare upon Aaron Verdant, his frame quivering with unbridled anger. He was well aware of Aaron Verdant's identity: the Imperial Teacher of the Great Verdant Lantern, a seasoned Emperor Realm cultivator, and, moreover, Liora's mentor!

The woman he cherished had summoned her master to intervene on behalf of an unremarkable youth without any discernible background. What, precisely, was the nature of the connection between the two of them?! Lucien gasped for air, his rage threatening to consume him.

"If my memory serves me correctly, your name is Silvon, and you attained the Emperor Realm just over a year ago," Aaron Verdant addressed the Moonfall Clan Ancestor with a calm demeanor.

Silvon was not taken aback by Aaron Verdant's knowledge of his name. The Great Verdant's intelligence apparatus was, without question, the most vast and informed across the entire continent, making it entirely plausible for them to be aware of his breakthrough into the Emperor Realm.

"Indeed, I am Silvon," he confirmed.

"I truly did not anticipate encountering the fabled Imperial Teacher of the Great Verdant in the desolate expanse of the Far North Ice Field."

"Imperial Teacher of the Great Verdant? I am merely an old Daoist who enjoys practicing his sword and dabbling in divination," Aaron Verdant replied with a smile.

"Since you acknowledge my presence, would you be amenable to doing me, Aaron Verdant, a favor? Let us sheath our swords and allow this matter to conclude here."

Aaron Verdant wasted no time in stating his intentions.

"..."