Great You Martial Saint: I Fish for All Evil with My Own Body

In this world, you must never go near water at night.

Wells, rivers, pools, ditches filled by rain

anywhere water gathers, it will “take people away.”

The city has martial artists patrolling through the night. In the countryside, wells are sealed at midnight. Every household hangs iron charms and keeps its lamps burning. People do everything they can just to survive until dawn.

Zhang Li was once nothing more than the lowest of the Su family’s servants.

He never dreamed of becoming a saint or growing stronger. At first, he had only one wish: to stay alive.

Until one night, he “fished” something from a well that no one should ever touch.

He discovered that a martial artist’s vital energy could ward off evil, while his own body could withstand it.

While others avoided water, he drew near.

While others subdued spirits, he fished them out.

While others cultivated martial arts to protect themselves, he made his body into a vessel.

Beginning at Blackwind Mountain, the things in the water gradually revealed themselves:

water spirits, river nightmares, drowned corpses, ancient pool apparitions…

And that seemingly ordinary bamboo fishing rod never caught just “monsters.”

What he caught was the other side of this world.

When vital energy seeped into his bones and his body bore the spirits, even a mortal could suppress the netherworld.

Years later, the only words people remembered were these:

Countless spirits roam the night, yet none dare approach him;

Countless nightmares lurk in the waters, yet none dare near the city;

For the netherworld has a master.

His name is Zhang Li.

The world calls him the Great Netherworld Saint Lord.