Heads crowded beneath the green shade at the fishing platform.
Almost everyone who had left the city for an outing or was fishing and playing nearby came running at the news: wandering rogue cultivators, itinerant merchants, disciples out gaining experience, and even the sons and daughters of the city's powerful families.
"Have you heard? Just now, someone caught a Dragon Fish at the fishing platform!"
"A Dragon Fish? That auspicious creature said to bring good fortune to whoever obtains it?"
"What else could it be? And he didn't just catch one-he caught two in succession, one following on the other's tail! Tsk, tsk, this is simply unheard of throughout the ages!"
"True or not, hurry over and take a look!"
"Yes, yes! These creatures are as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns. Never mind obtaining one-even a glimpse can let some of that good fortune rub off on you. Go too late, and he might have left."
"Wait for me, fellow Daoist. Let's go together."
"Together, together..."
Neither Li Chen nor Gu Mocheng had expected the sensation this incident caused.
A large crowd immediately surrounded them.
Fortunately, most people here were ordinary cultivators. Even the few who had reached Foundation Establishment were mostly at the same stage as the two of them. Moreover, the myths handed down by generations of elders automatically draped Li Chen, who had obtained these creatures, in an aura of mystery in everyone's eyes. For the moment, no one dared act out of line.
Many stood some ten feet away, watching the Dragon Fish, but even more fixed their gazes on Li Chen, as though hoping to see just what sort of three-headed, six-armed figure this legendary man with heaven-defying luck might be.
Some cultivators at Qi Refining even looked at Li Chen with a