Chapter 832 - Master of Prediction?

“That’s good too.” Ling Chuxi nodded. The disciples had indeed been working really hard lately, so taking a break wasn’t such a bad idea. Plus, she had been craving roasted fish for a while now.

After the Lord Sect Master spoke, the disciples cheered and quickly went back to their tasks.

Ling Chuxi and the rest all sat by the lake and began to concentrate on fishing. Lan Xinyu was the most restless, and after just a few minutes, she threw the fishing rod aside and wailed, “Why aren’t the fish taking the bait? Baili, your face must have scared the fish away. I’ll change places.”

After a while of sitting beside Ling Yichen, Lan Xinyu whined, “Yichen, your expression must be scaring the fish, I can’t catch them this side either.”

Baili Han and Ling Yichen silently exchanged glances, then moved their fishing rods far away from Lan Xinyu.

Xiao Rou and Big Dark Face were also fishing, holding the fishing rods awkwardly and glancing occasionally at Little Red who was beside Ling Chuxi. Little White glanced at Little Red and snorted mockingly. Little Red immediately became angry and waved his little paw at Xiao Rou and Big Dark Face, glaring at them and silently warning them to not look over. Little Red knew Little White was laughing at him for being a young kid that needed to be watched all the time, so the arrogant young master was quite upset.

“I predict that a shoal of fishes are going to hold a family meeting over here, so this is the best time to catch them!” Jiang Wuhen declared, holding a fishing rod and standing there proudly.

“Big Brother is the master of prediction!” Li Shaoqiu took the fish basket and quickly followed him.

“Hmph! Co-conspirators!” Su Xiu’er scoffed at their backs.

Master Quan also joined in. He was carrying a strange-looking thing, and crept to a corner mysteriously.

“What is that guy doing?” Ling Chuxi asked curiously.

“That thing in his hand? They say he made that fishing mechanism overnight,” Duan Feiyu said as he walked over to Ling Chuxi.

“No wonder he has panda eyes,” Ling Chuxi snickered, finding it funny.

At that moment, a great splash was heard. Everyone eagerly turned towards the sound, wanting to see who had caught the first fish. Ling Chuxi also turned around and saw Duan Xiaomo taking a fish off his fishing line expressionlessly, throwing it into the fish basket, and then continuing to fish. His movements were natural and smooth, leaving everyone stunned.

The first one to catch a fish was Duan Xiaomo?!

Suddenly, there was another splash. It was Su Yanhua who had caught a fish this time, but the fish he had caught was not as big as Duan Xiaomo’s.

“Ah, I can’t fall behind!” Duan Feiyu exclaimed, hurried over to another side, and began to fish intently.

Ling Chuxi didn’t say anything, staring at the water as she fished. At the moment, the lake was calm and quiet. Ling Chuxi stared at the fish swimming around, concentrated on her thinking, and felt the movement in the lake through the fishing rod.

Gradually, Ling Chuxi felt the fishing rod quiver slightly. Was there a fish on the hook? Ling Chuxi concentrated and calmed her Qi, gradually entering a mysterious realm. It felt like everything around her had stopped, but was also still moving. Her senses sharpened and everything became clearer. She closed her eyes, but felt the changes around her more intensely. The ripples of the lake, the birds flying in the distance…