Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
A blue lake spanning more than a thousand mu stretched out before them, its multicolored Spirit Fish chasing one another through the water. At the center of the lake stood a blue stone platform a thousand zhang across.
A blue-robed elder with a ruddy complexion sat beside the stone platform, a cyan fishing rod in his hand. The lake was crystal clear, and one could see plainly that the hook hung vertically, without a single barb.
Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan stood to one side, their expressions respectful.
The blue-robed elder was named Liu Che. He was at the Void Refinement Middle Stage and had once entered the Profound Spirit Grotto-heaven.
Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan had come specifically to pay Liu Che a visit. Liu Che had made them watch him fish from the side for seven days, yet he still had not caught a single Spirit Fish.
Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan asked no questions and waited quietly.
A Sound Transmission Talisman flew inside and hovered in midair.
Liu Che acted as though he had not seen it, and Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan ignored it as well.
A golden Spirit Fish circled around the hook, seemingly somewhat curious.
A gentle breeze blew over, sending ripples across the lake. It stirred the fishing line and tugged at the hook.
The golden Spirit Fish slowly swam over and bit toward the hook. Naturally, the vertical hook could not catch the Spirit Fish's mouth, but its action drew over quite a few more Spirit Fish. They all began pecking at the hook, causing it to sway constantly in the water, like a living worm.
Liu Che lightly trembled his wrist, and the fishing line writhed without pause.
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