"Clap, clap, clap!"
Before long, applause rang out from afar.
Water Ghost raised a brow slightly and looked over in surprise. He had not sensed anyone watching before this.
"Who?"
A white-haired old man approached from ahead, wreathed in mist. His features were indistinct as he praised in a distant voice:
"What a grand stroke!
"Using the Sea-Taming Divine Trident as the rod, the Nine-Death Lightning Tribulation and the power of the Great Void as bait, fishing at Solitary Sound Cliff...
"It is said that Ba Zunan cast a net that covered heaven and earth while fishing at Cloud Ridge, luring the masses to rush forward one after another. Yet whether any great fish took the bait, this Saint has yet to see.
"But quite a few have taken the bait in your fishing at Solitary Sound Cliff. Admirable!"
This Saint... Water Ghost's eyes darkened. The old man's self-designation startled him.
But on second thought, below the level of a Demi-Saint, who could enter the range of his spiritual senses without a sound? The newcomer had to truly be Saint-level! "I do not know whether Ba Zunan's fishing succeeded, but I truly did not expect such a great fish as you to arrive at this troubled place, Solitary Sound Cliff." Water Ghost rose to his feet and faced the other man frankly, his bearing not the least bit inferior.
Yet the only reason he could face a Demi-Saint head-on was that mist concealed the old man's entire body, leaving his true appearance unseen.
Otherwise, Water Ghost, who had not reached Saint-level, could never have remained so calm and unruffled in this confrontation.
"After so many years out of the world, I never expected that I, too, would become a great fish in the eyes of the people..." The old man