Li Zhen spent decades fishing before suddenly transmigrating into the world of cultivation, only to discover an absurd truth: cultivators here can wield flying swords, refine pills, and slay dragons, but they cannot fish! Even more absurdly, every ordinary fish in the river turns out to be a priceless spiritual beast! No spiritual roots? Then he'll catch every aquatic treasure under heaven and force his cultivation to rise through sheer accumulation! The prodigies compete for secret realms? If there's no lake inside, even a dog wouldn't go! While others offer the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, he casually pulls out his Banner of Ten Thousand Fish. Until one day, an immortal sect roars, "Where did you fish up our sect-guarding spiritual beast?!" Li Zhen raises his fishing rod and replies, "It bit the hook on its own. What does that have to do with me, a humble fishing enthusiast?"