Lakeside Fishing Fun, May the Willing Take the Bait

The farce in Clearwind Town ultimately ended with Mayor Zhao personally bringing his son, whose face had been beaten into a pig's head, to apologize on his knees.

Su Chen's group did not linger. Early the next morning, they left the town and continued their aimless journey.

Half a month later, they arrived at a place called Mirrorheart Lake.

The lake was as vast as the sea, its waters crystal clear. Under the sunlight, one could see aquatic plants and swimming fish more than ten meters below the surface. By the lake stood a fishing village, where the people made their living from the waters and lived simple, honest lives.

Recently, the annual Fishing King Tournament was being held by Mirrorheart Lake. Fishermen from within a hundred miles gathered here to compete over who could catch the largest and heaviest fish. This year's grand prize was said to be a century-old Icefire Lotus provided by a local wealthy merchant. It could strengthen one's foundation and nourish one's vitality, making it quite alluring to low-level Soul Masters.

"Master! Let's join!"

The moment Jiang Tieyi heard there was a competition, and that the prize sounded delicious, his eyes immediately lit up.

Pointing at the stone stele by the lake that recorded the past Fishing Kings, he was practically drooling.

"Look, last year's 'Fishing King' was a three-hundred-jin Golden-Scale Carp! They say its meat is tender and melts in your mouth. One fish alone could serve a banquet for a hundred people!"

Su Chen glanced at the illustration of the so-called Golden-Scale Carp. It was merely a soul beast containing a trace of water-element energy, not even a hundred years old.

He had no interest in it, but seeing Jiang Tieyi's longing expression and the boredom on everyone else's faces, he nodded anyway.