met free Chapter 278 Fishing
Chapter 278 Fishing
In no time, a dozen bamboo poles appeared neatly on the deck.
The deck, gleaming with a faint wooden sheen in the sunlight, seemed to be curious about the sudden appearance of bamboo.
They were incredibly lucky; one of the guards actually had a bamboo spirit.
He was tall and thin, with a healthy wheat-colored complexion and a clever look in his eyes.
His martial spirit is extraordinary; it can grow bamboo without limit according to his needs. As long as he wants, bamboo will sprout up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.
Moreover, the bamboo generated by his martial soul has a peculiar characteristic: if no soul power is injected for more than 30 seconds, it will become an independent entity, just like being reborn, and will no longer have anything to do with the martial soul.
Following Wu Heyi's request, the man seemed to have received some great honor, his face beaming with excitement as he frantically made all sorts of bamboo, his hands moving incessantly.
These bamboos come in all shapes and sizes; some are long and thin like needles, some are short and sturdy, and some are slightly curved like crescent moons—it's truly dazzling.
Wu Heyi carefully selected among the bamboo stalks, his gaze moving like a scanner across them, finally choosing the most suitable and resilient bamboo as his fishing rod.
Holding this bamboo in my hand, its thickness was just right, and the joints were so smooth that they looked as if they had been carefully polished. Its color was a vibrant emerald green, as if it carried the fresh scent of the mountains and forests.
Then, he took out a large roll of fishing line from a basin next to him. The fishing line was coiled in the basin in a very orderly manner.
Wu Heyi, like a skilled craftsman, made some slight modifications to the bamboo, and after his manipulation, a simple fishing rod that looked quite good was formed.
This fishing rod, though simple, exudes a rustic beauty, as if infused with a unique soul.
Ah-Dai was stunned by Wu He-Yi's actions, his mouth agape for a long time.
In his view, it's easy to understand why bamboo is a martial spirit; after all, the world is full of wonders.
But he really couldn't imagine it. Surely no one's martial soul is a line! He wondered to himself, how could someone with such a martial soul, who has no offensive power, join the Guardian Army?
His eyes were full of doubt, and his mind was full of questions.
Wu Heyi understood his guess in an instant.
A faint smile appeared on his lips.
"Acher, you've been fiddling around for a while now, explain it to Ah Dai!" Wu Heyi gave the order, his voice not loud, but it conveyed an undeniable firmness.
Upon hearing this, Archer immediately picked up a spool of fishing line, his movements so light and deft, as if he were handling some rare treasure.
He gently twisted a thin fishing line between two fingers, and the line seemed to obey his commands. Upon closer inspection, it was revealed to have split into six parts!
"Fool, this is a combination of five spider silk threads and one silkworm silk thread! And a master wrapped it up in one smooth motion the moment the silkworm silk was released!"
Archer spoke with great relish, his eyes gleaming with excitement, seemingly proud of his ability to explain it.
Upon hearing this, Wu Heyi immediately clapped his hands, the crisp and loud applause echoing across the deck.
When Wu Heyi first saw it, he had already guessed that it might be spider silk, because spider silk has a lot of toughness. If the martial soul is a spider, the strength of the spider silk will be significantly improved after adding multiple soul rings.
He was particularly impressed by how the spider silk reflected a faint light in the sunlight.
But the moment he touched it, he felt a slight chill, and Wu Heyi immediately thought of a special martial soul—the Ice Silkworm.
He knew that the silk of the ice silkworm was stronger than that of spider silk, and that combining the two would make an excellent fishing line. It was like fusing two rare treasures together, which would surely unleash even greater power.
Now you have the fishing rod and line, all you need are the hook and bait.
Just as Wu Heyi was teaching everyone how to combine the fishing rod and line into one, Wu Heyi's personal maid appeared.
She was dressed in elegant attire, and her steps were as light as a butterfly in flight.
The maid was followed by several guards, who worked together to carry up more than a dozen bowls of food.
Mengxuanjun saw that there were more than a dozen basins of meat, which were placed in simple, rustic basins, and were completely full.
The meat was almost entirely in minced form, with a pale pink color. However, it was unclear what liquid was mixed in the bowl, making the minced meat appear very sticky.
The liquid coated the minced meat, as if giving it a shiny coat, and also emitted a faint, peculiar smell.
"What's wrong with Unity? What delicious food have you invented this time?"
Mengxuan always manages to eat things he's never heard of before when he's with Wuheyi.
So when he saw his maid bring out the meat, his first thought was whether there would be some new dishes!
His eyes were full of anticipation, and they seemed to sparkle with little stars.
Wu He smiled without saying a word, his smile carrying a mysterious quality.
He had the finished fishhooks brought up; these fishhooks were exquisitely shaped, their tips gleaming with a cold, sharp light, clearly crafted with great care.
Then he carefully instructed them to tie the fishhooks to the fishing line, patiently showing them how many times to wrap the line and what kind of knot to tie. Finally, they completed the basics!
Wu Heyi ordered everyone to stop the boat, and it slowly came to a stop on the water, its hull gently rocking with the waves.
After hovering quietly on the sea for about ten minutes, Wu He threw one of the bowls of minced meat directly into the sea like a shower of flowers.
The bits of meat scattered in mid-air, like a strange rain of flesh.
After all, there's a saying that goes, if you're not catching fish fast enough, it's because you're not baiting the area enough.
The minced meat had only been in the sea for a few dozen seconds when the bloody smell it carried attracted a large number of fish.
The schools of fish darted through the seawater, their bodies shimmering silver in the sunlight, their scales like tiny mirrors, and their fins creating tiny splashes as they moved.
Wu Heyi then hooked a large lump of meat onto the fishing hook. The lump of meat was heavy and smelled strongly of blood.
Then Wu Heyi cast the fishhook! The fishhook drew a beautiful arc in the air and then fell into the sea with a "plop".
The fishing hook had barely hit the sea, and less than two seconds had passed, when Wu Heyi felt the force transmitted through the fishing rod.
The power was so great that it was transmitted directly through the fishing rod to Wu Heyi's hand.
A ten-meter-long fishing rod was forcibly pulled into an inverted J shape. The rod made a slight "creaking" sound under the powerful force, as if protesting against the sudden and enormous pulling force.
This not only demonstrates the power of the fish, but also shows that the things created by the Soul Master are extremely high-quality, with no doubt about their excellence.
Wu Heyi strained his hands frantically, his face contorted slightly from the effort, and the veins on his neck bulged out, like writhing green snakes, giving the impression of great strain.
Fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead, glistening in the sunlight as they slowly slid down his cheeks.
After a stalemate lasting several hours, Wu Heyi finally realized that the end of the fishing rod was about to give out.
However, Wu Heyi knew that fish were actually very intelligent. When they were about to be exhausted, they would launch a counterattack, just like a trapped beast struggling for its life.
However, Wu Heyi had had enough fun by this time. Two spirit rings suddenly jumped up on his body, flashing with dazzling light. He poured his spirit power into his hands and immediately felt the force from the fishing rod become as light as a feather.
With a sudden burst of force, the fish was pulled out of the water like a cannonball, and before it could retaliate, it crashed heavily onto the deck.
The fish was jumping around on the deck, its tail slapping against the deck with a "slap slap" sound.