Chapter 129: I Admit My Defeat

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Aiyee!"

Emmie was upset. It had wrapped itself up securely within its tendrils from top to bottom, refusing to reply to Yun Yang’s call.

Do you want to fish with my energy?

Big brother, surely you jest!

Even if you catch a fish of one hundred thousand catties, it can't be worth what I have to give up for you to do so!

"It is a Seven-Scaled Fairy fish. There are a lot of benefits from eating it."

"Aiyee!"

"It's true! Try it if you don’t believe me. If it’s useless, I’ll feed you ten jade pendants!" Yun Yang promised.

"Aiyee?"

Emmie retracted part of its tendrils, revealing half of its body and waved them towards Yun Yang suspiciously.

"Really! Ten jade pendants is a lot, isn’t it?"

"Aiyee..."

"Too little? Emmie, don’t be too greedy. Alright, as long as you agree, I’ll give you two jade pendants tomorrow morning, two more before noon, two more at noon, two pieces in the afternoon and another two pieces at night! This should suffice, right?"

Yun Yang clenched his teeth.

"Aiyee!"

Emmie finally agreed, waving its tendrils around in joy.

Master is rarely so generous; he’s going to give me so many valuable items tomorrow!

In response, a scintillating ball of energy dropped out.

"This ball is too much, what a waste. Let's divide it into a hundred parts, alright?" Yun Yang negotiated.

"Aiyee!"

One can always be bought if the price is high enough – Emmie easily agreed and got down to work.

Yun Yang cast his fis.h.i.+ng rod into the lake once more.

The elder glanced at the amateur from the corner of his eye, still feeling thrilled in his heart and so very confident.

Here the amateur goes again!

Suddenly, the water surface where Yun Yang’s fis.h.i.+ng line sank into began to bubble, as if a lot of fish were violently tras.h.i.+ng underneath.

The buoy that had not moved all this while dropped abruptly.

Yun Yang was delighted to see it, raising his fis.h.i.+ng rod to see the fis.h.i.+ng line swis.h.i.+ng – a big fish had been caught!

The old man stared in surprise.

It was obvious that Yun Yang was slow in setting the hook. Usually, the fish would have long escaped but how could he still catch it now? The elder watched Yun Yang's shouts and exclamations as well as his terrible follow-up method, there was obviously no skill involved as he pulled the rod up by sheer force.

After much pulling and dragging, a big fish of about a dozen catties was hauled up.

The old man was speechless. "What line are you using?"

Yun Yang smiled happily. "Wild silk yarn! Soft and flexible!"

"What about your hook?"

"Mystical steel! They can’t run away once they bite onto the hook…"

The elder raised his head to stare at the sky as if to confirm if he was still in Tianxuan Continent.

It was true that wild silk yarn was soft and flexible but it was too light; it would float the moment it entered the water.

Although the mystical steel hook was substantial, it was full of the cold air of yin; fish would usually avoid it the moment they felt the cold.

This fellow had actually caught a fish using the combination of wild silk yarn and a mystical steel hook!

It was the most peculiar thing he had seen in his life.

"Luck. It must be luck. It won’t happen again…" The old man murmured irritably to himself and resumed his fis.h.i.+ng.

He then realized in shock that there were no fish taking his bait now!

Where Yun Yang was, the water was murky from the rippling and bubbling movements. There seemed to be a compet.i.tion underneath the surface among the fish as if only one of them could take the bait if it won!

As if to confirm the elder’s imagination, the buoy on Yun Yang’s fis.h.i.+ng rod sunk once again.

As Yun Yang set the hook, a large fish of about twenty catties was forcefully hauled up.

The old man was a little bewildered, disbelieving what he was seeing…

It was the official opening of Yun Yang’s fis.h.i.+ng show as he kept dragging big fish after big fish using his extremely poor fis.h.i.+ng skills, knocking the creatures out and releasing them…

The water turned murkier as the water churned violently. Some fish that were impatient had even jumped out of the water and charged right at Yun Yang’s fis.h.i.+ng hook with all their might.

"This is eerily abnormal…"

The elder mumbled to himself. I’m not using any random ingredients. These baits were specially made to cater to the fish’s appet.i.te, using treasured materials and rare gems. There are even Fish Charm Herbs, worth thousands of years, in them…

What is going on?

What is this?

"What bait are you using?" The old man finally could not help asking.

"This one." Yun Yang tossed a ball over casually.

The elder caught it and took a sniff. After inspecting it carefully, he was sure that it was an ordinary form of bait.

He tried hooking them to his hook and indeed, the buoy remained still as no fish bothered to head over in his direction.

Yet the fish over at Yun Yang’s side were crowding together as if rus.h.i.+ng to the market. They had formed a big shaded area on the water surface, cramming together.

The old man felt like his world had been turned upside down.

Could it be that this fish now favored amateurs like this?

How could such a scene be explained otherwise?

Subsequently, the old man’s side quieted down as Yun Yang's got busier than ever – large fish began flying up into the air in a frenzy.

Twenty catties, thirty catties, forty catties… the biggest one had even gone up to eighty catties!

When the fish was caught, it had to be hauled forcefully like a small boat!

Thankfully, Yun Yang was using wild silk yarn. If he had dragged the haul with any other material, his fis.h.i.+ng line would definitely have given up and snapped into two.

The elder’s eyes almost dropped out of his face.

He had never seen something so outrageously peculiar in his hundreds of years being alive.

Suddenly, all the fish in the water seemed to vanish all at once.

Yun Yang’s side quieted down as well.

The old man heaved a sigh of relief – d.a.m.n it, this is only normal. If no one could get the Seven-Scaled fish, I wouldn't have lost - we would come to a draw!

However, as he thought of it, he saw Yun Yang’s buoy sink and bob up abruptly like a rocket!

As Yun Yang set his hook, a colorful fish nosed its way out of the water.

"The Kirin Fis.h.!.+"

Lightning seemed to have struck the elder.

This child has actually caught a Kirin Fis.h.!.+

Oh my G.o.d, I’m not dreaming, am I?

"This fish is too small, isn’t it? Not even one catty. What can I do with it?" Yun Yang tilted his head to observe the fish and put it into his bucket.

"Too small?"

The old man felt like crying in frustration.

It’s already extremely rare to catch such a large Kirin Fish, okay?

This old man has fished for hundreds of years and has only caught one that’s of this size before.

As he was engaged in his thoughts, the old man’s eyes grew unfocused again.

He watched as Yun Yang’s buoy dipped in once more and when it was lifted, another rainbow colored fish came up with it.

Still a Kirin Fish by the looks of it… this one was a full two times bigger than the last!

This one weighed at least two catties!

The elder felt stars dancing before his eyes.

Was this the end of the world as he knew it?

Since when could Kirin Fish be caught so easily?

Would other Kirin Fish not be frightened and refuse to feed for at least a year once one of them had been caught?

Forget it, forget the random details. It was more important to drop the hook and start fis.h.i.+ng now!

The old man cast his fis.h.i.+ng rod and concentrated but his buoy remained unmoving.

Some moments later, a splash could be heard from Yun Yang’s side as he landed another Kirin Fish weighing about a catty.

Here's one.

One more.

Another one!

Whoa, another big one! I bet this is at least five catties – a really big fis.h.!.+

It was only an hour later when Yun Yang’s bucket was full. There were approximately twenty Kirin Fish of all sizes flipping about inside.

The old man was utterly dumbfounded.

The amount of fish he had caught in his entire life would probably never compare to the number that this child had caught in the last hour.

How many Kirin Fish were there in this lake? They might all be gone if this went on.

Yun Yang cast his rod again…

However, there were no more movements, even after a long time.

The elder heaved a long sigh. He had lost without so much of a solid reason yet he had lost infinitely!

He had never been so badly defeated in his life before.

As he sighed, he heard Yun Yang cry out in surprise. His fis.h.i.+ng rod was flying towards the lake like an arrow. This fellow’s fis.h.i.+ng rod was actually being pulled away by a large fish because he had momentarily lost his focus.

"I’m f*cking unlucky indeed." The elder shook his head speechlessly as he sprung up and gave chase to the fis.h.i.+ng rod floating towards the center of the lake. As he stretched his arm towards the rod, a huge, dazzling, seven-colored fish hopped out of the water.

Looking at the size of the fish, the old man almost lost his breath and fell into the lake himself.

Kirin Fis.h.!.+

This one was at least twenty catties!

How could such a huge Kirin Fish actually exist in this world?

When he hauled the fish up to sh.o.r.e, Yun Yang thanked him profusely. "Old sir, it’s late now. Why don't we call it a day? We can resume the match tomorrow."

The elder almost spat out blood in frustration.

Resume the match? What are we still competing for?

"There's no need." The old man's spirits flagged as he said in despair. "I admit my defeat."