God-Tier Fishing System-Chapter 708

But her appearance and temperament were absolutely peerless, and she naturally exuded an aura of imperial majesty.

Aside from Liora, Zeon’s realm had also skyrocketed. He was actually an Upper Supreme now.

The Great Verdant Imperial Family’s foundation was truly profound and terrifying.

Seeming to discern Ethan’s thoughts, Onyx’s voice rang out in his mind.

"Kid, these are people possessing the bloodline of a Great Emperor. Once they obtain their clan’s Ultimate Inheritance and cultivate it in tandem with their Ancestral Mark and bloodline power, their realms will experience exponential, leaping advancements in a short period."

"But you are different. You have absolutely no background. Relying solely on your own talent and hard work to cultivate to this stage makes you a genuine, peerless monster. So far, I haven’t seen a single human with greater talent than you."

"I really didn’t expect you to actually compliment someone," Ethan chuckled.

"Ahem. Ordinary people naturally cannot enter my sights. As for you, you’ll barely pass," Onyx Orchid replied, feigning profundity.

A Great Emperor’s bloodline paired with a Great Emperor’s inheritance is truly formidable, Ethan thought inwardly.

But he wasn’t envious.

He merely felt the world was somewhat cruel. Sometimes, one’s origins determined everything.

Some people were born with nothing, while descendants of Great Emperors were born with everything.

But regardless of the circumstances, as long as one stayed true to themselves and marched toward their goals, they would eventually reap the rewards.

"Zeon, long time no see. I didn’t expect to run into you here," Ethan smiled.

"Perhaps this is the fate between you and me," Zeon laughed, walking over.

"Ethan, that man over there is your father-in-law," Zeon raised his eyebrows and chuckled, pointing.

"Father-in-law?"

Ethan looked at Tiberan.

The middle-aged man possessed an extraordinary bearing, and his features looked quite familiar, bearing some resemblance to Senior Sister Althea. This must be the Riverborn Clan Head.

But now was not the time to exchange pleasantries with Tiberan.

"Why are you here?" Ethan asked.

"The window for the Ice Field Demon Caverns is opening soon."

"My sister and I wanted to come join the fun."

"We happened to be passing by and ran into the Moonfall Clan brutally attacking the Riverborn Clan. Remembering that the Eldest Miss of the Riverborn Clan is your old friend, I stepped in to help," Zeon replied.

"I see. Thank you."

"What are you thanking me for? We’re good brothers," Zeon said, throwing an arm around Ethan’s shoulders.

"You’re injured. Take these and go heal up on the side. Leave this place to me."

Ethan tossed two jade bottles and a few bottles of Green Lemon Tea to Zeon.

"Healing pills? Do you have more than me?" Zeon asked, his competitive spirit flaring immediately.

"Maybe not more than you, but definitely better than yours."

"I don’t believe it." Zeon popped a pill into his mouth and examined the strange bottles in his hand.

"What the hell is this? It’s all yellowish and gross."

"Green Lemon Tea. You’ll know once you drink it."

"Oh."

Zeon popped the cap and took a gulp.

A wondrous flavor exploded in his mouth instantly. Majestic medicinal power seeped into his limbs and bones, restoring his spiritual energy while simultaneously healing his injuries.

At the same time, Ethan extended his hand. A cluster of gentle cyan light enveloped Zeon.

A warm, comfortable sensation spread across his entire body. The cyan light sank into his internal organs and began rapidly healing his severe internal injuries.

"What kind of power is this? It’s so miraculous," Zeon’s face filled with astonishment.

"Stop dawdling and hurry up and heal on the sidelines."

With a gentle push, Ethan shoved Zeon out of the battlefield. Then he looked toward Liora.

"Princess Liora, long time no see."

"It has been a long time. In just two and a half years, you are already an Upper Supreme, and your combat strength is entirely unfathomable. Young Master Ethan is truly a rare, peerless genius," Liora said softly, appraising him.

The first time she met Ethan, she had seen that this young man was extraordinary.

Though his realm had increased far slower than hers over the years, his actual combat power was definitely not weaker than hers.

Anyone capable of piercing through Lucien’s attack in a single strike was absolutely not simple. At the very least, he possessed Perfect Supreme-level combat strength.

To possess Perfect Supreme-level combat strength while only being at the peak of the Upper Supreme realm. This nearly impossible feat had actually occurred in reality. Truly unbelievable.

She had investigated Ethan in the past.

He came from an ordinary background, rose to prominence in the Azure Origin Dao Sect, and gradually revealed his brilliance, making a name for himself across the world and unifying the Skyreach Territory.

On the surface, she appeared stronger than Ethan.

But in reality, when it came to talent and sheer mettle, she fell short of him.

Without her bloodline power and her clan’s Great Emperor inheritance, she definitely wouldn’t have reached the heights Ethan had attained.

An Upper Supreme fighting across realms against Perfect Supremes. Who else in this vast world could achieve such a feat?

"Princess Liora jests. Compared to the Princess, I still fall far short," Ethan replied modestly.

The appearance of Ethan and Liora caused everyone to momentarily halt their battles. All eyes were drawn to the two of them.

Not far away, seeing Ethan chatting and laughing so familiarly with Princess Liora, Lucien’s expression instantly darkened.

A piece of Upper Supreme trash daring to cozy up to Princess Liora, truly courting death.

Liora was his perfect ideal Dao Companion. This woman could only belong to him, Lucien.

"Kid, I asked you a question just now. Are you deaf?" Lucien demanded coldly.

Ethan turned to look at him.

A Perfect Supreme with extraordinary combat strength, seemingly even stronger than the Werner he had encountered previously. Given the youth and arrogance, this was likely the Moonfall Clan’s Holy Son Ryan had spoken of.

"So what if I heard it?" Ethan asked with a smile.

"So what?"

"State your name. I do not kill nameless nobodies."

"I am Ethan. I ask the Holy Son of the Moonfall Clan to enlighten me," Ethan replied indifferently.

Lucien’s expression shifted slightly.

This kid was clearly targeting him. Could he be the Star of Calamity the old High Priest had spoken of? But how could a mere peak Upper Supreme possibly be a Star of Calamity capable of affecting the Moonfall Clan’s destiny?

Lucien dismissed the speculation immediately.

"Enlighten you?"

"A piece of Upper Supreme trash is worthy of making me strike?"

"You truly don’t know your own weight," Lucien crossed his arms, a disdainful smile on his face.

"The people of the Moonfall Clan are confident, as expected."