The last time the Seven-Colored Divine Fish appeared, the weather had been just like this. He wondered whether he would be lucky enough to encounter another one today. If he did, Zhao Fu would be completely satisfied—but it would be best if it gave him a Fish Treasure and yielded a piece of equipment.
A light drizzle began to fall from the sky. Zhao Fu once more activated the fourth state of the One-Life Rod and changed into a rain cape.
Raindrops continuously struck the river's surface, raising a misty spray. Zhao Fu sat motionless in a small boat, holding a fishing rod as he fished. Man and river seemed to merge as one, the scene brimming with poetry.
Yet it was still useless. He had not encountered even a Three-Colored Divine Fish, much less a Seven-Colored Divine Fish. "Did I come to the wrong place?"
After thinking it over, Zhao Fu felt that could not be right. The current upstream was even gentler than downstream, and this location should have been more suitable for fish to live in. There ought to have been even more divine fish here.
Besides, Zhao Fu had been fishing downstream all this time and had already caught quite a few. The divine fish there should have decreased; a Seven-Colored Divine Fish should not have appeared again. That was precisely why Zhao Fu had come upstream.
Another two hours passed!
Zhao Fu still gained nothing, so he could only try his luck in the middle reaches. Yet his harvest there was even poorer than upstream. He then went downstream to fish, only to finally discover that upstream was still the best. This proved that his thinking had not been wrong.
"I haven't seen a Three-Colored Divine Fish or Seven-Colored Divine Fish for so long. Could