Huo Wu sat beside the warm campfire, watching Zhang Bufan walk toward the frozen stream.
He reached the bank without even bending down. He simply raised his right foot casually and gave the ice a light stomp.
"Crack... splash!"
Centered on where his foot landed, the thick ice sheet seemed to be crushed by an invisible force, shattering and melting instantly to reveal the clear, icy stream flowing beneath. His control over his strength was exquisite: he broke through the ice without causing much of a splash, let alone harming any of the creatures below.
This guy's control over Soul Power is... insane!
Zhang Bufan crouched down and swept his gaze across the stream. Several plump cold-water fish, their scales gleaming silver in the firelight, swam leisurely through the water.
He extended his right index finger and lightly pointed at the fish from afar.
The next moment, the fish seemed to be pulled by invisible threads. Without struggling at all, they obediently flew out of the water and landed precisely in a wooden basin he had prepared beforehand, without splashing a single drop.
"Done!" Zhang Bufan carried the basin back to the campfire with a smug look.
Huo Wu stared at the fish in the basin, still opening their mouths for air and flopping about, and could not help asking, "You... how did you do that?" She had never seen anyone catch fish like this.
"Just a little Soul Power technique." Zhang Bufan spoke casually as he skillfully began scaling and gutting the fish, his movements so quick they dazzled the eye. "Mostly, I didn't want to get my clothes wet. Too troublesome."
You didn't want to get your clothes wet? That reason... Fine. You're strong, so you're right.
After cleaning the fish, Zhang Bufan did not grill them immediately.