"One fish!"
"Two fish!"
"Three fish!"
Lu Zheng and Liu Qingyan didn't need to move—those white fish would automatically dart into the water-free space created by the Water-Repelling Pearl.
Lu Zheng simply took a large wooden bucket from the gourd, waited for the white fish to rush in, and then grabbed them and tossed them into the bucket.
To prevent them from struggling and jumping around, Lu Zheng also cast a Body-Freezing Curse on each white fish.
Kept alive and fresh, yet not moving!
However, just as they caught seven or eight white fish and felt it was enough, ready to float back to the shore, something suddenly fell from above.
Nearly transparent thread, a dull black hook, and bait emitting faint Spiritual Qi.
"Huh?" Lu Zheng couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, "Hu Zhou is here too?"
"Is that his fishing rod?" Liu Qingyan asked.
Lu Zheng nodded and said, "Yes, what a coincidence. Let's catch a few more fish."
