Wandering Gods of Day and Night

Chapter 1395 - 520: Returning Ruins Space_2

Zhou Xuan immediately released his Perception, following the fishing line, diving into the water. He only saw—the fish in the water, due to the ample bait, clustered together in masses like sprouting mad water plants, indistinguishable which fish Yun Ziliang had actually hooked."So many fish, even if you throw randomly, you’d hook one..."

Zhou Xuan didn’t tell Lao Yun about the situation underwater, otherwise the sense of accomplishment Lao Yun had managed to establish would be completely wiped out by the spectacular sight of the fish clustered like water plants.

"I’m telling you, Xuanzi, when a fish bites, it’s pulling against you in the river. You can’t pull hard, or else the rod will break. We have to let it swim—I loosen the line a bit, let it swim for a while. Once it loses its guard, we’ll tighten the line..."

Lao Yun was both battling wits with the fish and babbling some "fishing talk" that Zhou Xuan couldn’t comprehend.

Zhou Xuan found it strange—this person who hadn’t caught a single fish for days, where did he get all these peculiar theories, how did he compile them...

After Yun Ziliang had tired out the fish for a long while, he finally muttered silently, chanting three times "May I catch a one-meter-long creature", then sunk his breath to his Dantian, and yanked fiercely: "Come up here!"

Zhou Xuan only saw a long, dark shape leap out of the water, then land heavily with a muffled "thud" sound.

He focused his eyes and was stunned.

"Lao Yun, say what you will, your strength is truly great. How did you manage to reel up a steel plate?"

This object was not a fish, but a long section of angle steel—there used to be many large ships at the Sixteen Wharves, and if the ship was neglected over time and plus the jolting, parts could easily fall off.

And the place where Yun Ziliang fished was a triangular bay protruding from the riverbank, it seemed like dead water, but in reality, the undercurrent was strong, when the water hit the shore, it rolled back and could churn up some large, cumbersome objects.

And with this roll, Yun Ziliang managed to fish it up.

"Why isn’t it a fish?!" Yun Ziliang was heartbroken, howling on the spot.

Zhou Xuan also squatted down, flicked the angle steel with his finger, and said, "I’m baffled too, the fish underwater are so abundant, you can’t even use ’fish’ to describe them, you’d need terms like ’clusters’, ’groups’. With so many fish, how did you manage to reel up an angle steel?"

"Mr. Yun, you have my admiration."

"Bah!" Yun Ziliang was very unconvinced and said, "You’re clearly lying, where are the fish underwater? If there were, I’d have caught one already!"

"Oh, challenging me? Let me show you."

Zhou Xuan immediately bent down, picked up a handful of corn from the ground, crouched at the riverside, and with his fingers holding the corn, reached into the water.

Just as he reached in, Zhou Xuan felt something "both hard and soft" biting his finger.

He immediately grasped it with his other hand, and lifted it abruptly—a forty or fifty-centimeter-long white carp emerged.

The white carp’s mouth was pinched by Zhou Xuan, its tail was joyfully flicking, repeatedly slapping against Zhou Xuan’s body, the sound "pa, pa, pa" was ringing out constantly.

"...Yun Ziliang was genuinely convinced this time, speechless.

Zhou Xuan glared at the white carp, admonishing, "You fish, you’re really thoughtless, is your tail slapping on my body like this trying to hit me? This is clearly hitting Mr. Yun’s face!"

"..." Yun Ziliang.

Yun Ziliang laughed at himself, pretending to be angry and said, "Xuanzi, we’re eating fish today, just the one you’ve got in your hand! Shall we spoil it too?"

"No way, we have plans tonight, gotta save some luck." Zhou Xuan waved his hand, tossed the carp back into the river, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and said, "Let’s go, Lao Yun, I’ll treat you to Eight Treasure Duck."

"Eat! Eat duck to ward off bad luck." Yun Ziliang also said: "But you wait a bit, I’ll put away the rod and basket first, fishing is still fun."

Zhou Xuan nodded silently, the Dragon Seeking Heavenly Master is truly stubborn; never winning at cards, never catching fish, but he still finds pleasure in it.

"Where’s the fun in it?"

Zhou Xuan couldn’t figure it out...

... Zhou Xuan and Yun Ziliang had lunch at a restaurant, and didn’t rush back to East Market Street, instead they wandered a large circuit around town, sipped tea at the teahouse, then went to the park, strolling leisurely like two retired cadres.

As night fell, they took a rickshaw back to East Market Street.

Upon arriving at the Jingyi Shop entrance, Little Fuzi peeked over, seeing Zhou Xuan, he ran over, calling out, "Young Master, Young Master, that man came again."

"Who came?"

"Eternal Life Sect Leader, he’s been waiting for you more than an hour, already drank several pots of tea."

"Really?"

Zhou Xuan shook his long robe and entered the shop, spotting the Eternal Life Sect Leader, immediately asking: "Little Changsheng, why wait so long, why not find me?"

"Oh, Mr. Yun had a pleasant day fishing by the river, how could I disturb him?"

"Tell me, what’s the matter?" Zhou Xuan also sat down and asked.

"Your elixir, it seems it’ll be ready tonight."

Eternal Life Sect Leader smiled and said, "The Pill Furnace can no longer contain the fragrant aroma of the elixir. Now within the Ancient Hall, it’s filled with strange herbal fragrances. Even those alchemy workers have stopped staring blankly at the phonograph and are gathered by the furnace to sniff."

"Hmm... what time do you expect it to be ready?"

Zhou Xuan asked.

Eternal Life Sect Leader pondered and said, "I’ve visited many Fire Pits, seen many good elixirs right before they’re done. Based on my experience, once the furnace starts to emit a medicinal aroma, it’ll be ready about six hours after,

based on this timeline prediction, the ambiguous completion time should be around midnight."