Chen Qing carefully examined the puppet once more.
The puppet was exquisitely crafted. Just as Shan Jiwen had said, it was a rare and valuable aid.
With a thought, he had the puppet stand guard at one side of the Quiet Room.
"Still plenty of time."
Chen Qing picked up the pale-blue fishing rod and strolled out of the small courtyard.
The wind by Bibo Pond was rather strong today, sending ripples racing across the water. Ordinary people would likely find it hard to catch anything.
Chen Qing still chose his familiar old spot, yet he did not rush to cast his line.
He silently circulated his technique. A faint starlight flowed around his fingertips, and with a gentle flick of his hand, the Star Vortex Dragon Luring Technique was quietly unleashed.
The fishing rod rose lightly, and its silver line sliced through the air into the water.
In less than the time it took to drink a cup of tea, two Treasure Fish had already appeared in his fish basket, leaping about as they radiated faint spiritual Qi.
"Senior Brother Chen's skill at bringing cultivation techniques into the Way of fishing truly opens our eyes."
"Ah, don't mention it. I've been sitting here like a withered tree for two hours and haven't even seen a single Treasure Fish scale."
"What are two hours? I've been guarding this place from dawn until the sun slanted westward—four whole hours—and my fish basket is still empty!"
Several fishing enthusiasts nearby had originally been reeling in their lines with sighs, but now they could not help stopping to watch, undisguised envy filling their eyes.
"Better than nothing."
Chen Qing put away his fishing rod, lifted the fish basket, and headed toward Wanfa Peak.
Luo Zhixian's small courtyard remained tranquil.
When the old servant