Dao Of The Salted FishCh3 - Wen-shixiong…

Sun Fuyu’s eyes stared at Wen Zhihao’s back as he walked away.

Wen-shixiong walked calmly and without hurry, as though he had already forgotten about the matter. 8tbxJ1

He must be very strong to be so carefree.

Sun Fuyu’s feet followed him.

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

He too had seen Wen Zhihao around before. Wen Zhihao was the one at the sword training field the longest. He never looked Sun Fuyu’s way before, and Sun Fuyu had his own troubles to look out for, so he never paid attention to Wen-shixiong either.

We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.

Until now. Wen Zhihao was the first person… dJenIh

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Sun Fuyu couldn’t figure out the pattern of Wen-shixiong’s movements. Was he searching for something? Was that why he scared off Wu Qingqing and the others?

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Whatever it was that Wen-shixiong was doing, he clearly wasn’t in a hurry. His long fingers idly caressed the leaves and flowers, and his aura was content.

That was because Wen Zhihao was indeed content. The stresses and anxieties of his past world melted away in the gentle immersion of beautiful scenery. He suspected that the gardens in the Golden Sun Sect had been constructed to reduce heart-demons.

It was in this thoughtful state of mind that Wen Zhihao received more of the original ‘Wen Zhihao’s’ memories. With idle curiousity, Wen Zhihao moved his arms, mimicking holding a sword.

It seemed that, indeed, he could remember some of the basic sword cultivation forms. However, the original ‘Wen Zhihao’ had worked so hard to advance. Progress would only get harder and harder, and the ‘new’ Wen Zhihao could not see the point. sBlemJ

He would rather do the minimum and have a good life. He was never going to be the strongest. He wasn’t born with any talent for sword cultivation. So why bother trying to become the strongest?

There were many more interesting things in life than training with swords 23 hours a day…

For example…food.

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Lol, this won’t become another dedicated food fic, but there will be food  <( ̄︶ ̄)>

Also, as you can see, all the chapters are approximately 1000 words (plus/minus a couple hundred), aka a short amount perfect for a salted fish author reader…:blobangel:

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76 comments

  1. The life of a salted fish sure is hard in a cultivation world, the first thing he encounters is a fight ┐(´ー`)┌ can’t even get some peace and quiet possibly sleeping everwhere

  2. It’s not bad to write in form that you like

    UwU I really waiting for this guide how to live lazy useful for the society life

    thanks for the chapter~

  3. I love that he’s literally just there to enjoy the scenery (and maybe some food) :’D

    Tbh though, if I ever transmigrated like that I’d do the same…

  4. WZH: “stop bullying the weak! They’re loud and I’m trying to nap”

    This story is already hilarious, thank you!

  5. For example … food! So right!!! Who wants to become the greatest swordsman, life can be so much more enjoyable without stuff like that. 😘

  6. Whatever it was that Wen-shixiong was doing, he clearly wasn’t in a hurry. His long fingers idly caressed the leaves and flowers, and his aura was content.

    LOL. Our Wen-shixiong is obviously only just 20+ to 30-something years old, but he’s already acting like an old master with long white hair and beard in a xianxia.

    If I was him, I’d probably act the same too. I mean, real life is really hard. 😂