Chapter 123 - A Despicable Lightning Crab
Chapter 123: A Despicable Lightning Crab
This kind of meeting was all about bickering and cursing. Han Fei thought that his team had almost annoyed all other teams, but of course, it didn’t matter. If anyone dared to provoke him, he just needed to knock them down.
Wang Baiyu had the most information on these teams. “The woman from the Heavenly Heart Village is named Fang Qing. She is said to be a peak-level fishing master. Some people say that she is already a great fishing master… I’m not sure. Her spiritual beast is a Green Snake Eel. The captain of the Heavenly Sun Village is called Gu Longyu. He is from the Combat Department of the Second Academy. He is said to be a soul warrior and his spiritual beast is a Dragon-Head Fish and his strength remains unknown.”
Han Fei asked, “Did you meet them in the town?”
Xia Wushuang nodded. “Yes, they are famous. Besides them, the weak-looking girl from the Heavenly Wood Village is also famous. Her name is Miao Mumu and she is a manipulator.”
Han Fei suddenly said, “Are there any hunters or armorists on their side?”
“Not sure… But there should be.”
Han Fei glanced back. “Of the five major professions, there is only a hunter missing, so let’s assume there is at least a hunter among them!”
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On the other side, the teams of the other villages also had heated discussions on the way back.
The captain of the Heavenly Fire Village addressed his team, “It’s strange that the captain of the Heavenly Water Village is not Wang Baiyu or Xia Wushuang, but a fatty. Be careful, this fatty looks strange.”
The people from the Heavenly Heart Village were also talking about them. “If we fight the Heavenly Water Village, avoid that fatty. He is not in the three academies in the town but he can even lead Wang Baiyu and Xia Wushuang. We must be careful of him.”
This was the same case in the other villages. They all came back from the town and knew each other well, so when they first saw Han Fei, they felt strange and then grew wary of him.
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When the crowd returned, eight fishing boats were floating in the air and the village leaders were standing at the bow. In front of them, there was a person. He was the mayor of the Blue Sea Town. He had two wings on his back and was already a Dangling Fisher, at the same level as Fang Ze.
The mayor said flatly, “The competition will end this hour tomorrow, and the ranking will be based on the number of rare spiritual fish obtained by the fishing masters. Now I announce that the competition has officially started.”
For a moment, the sky was full of fishing boats.
Han Fei also drove his fishing boat away, asking Qin Hai, “Let’s go together?”
“No, you leave on your own. Our side is more dangerous than yours.”
In the two days of the resource competition, no one else was allowed to enter the level-one fishery, so this thousand-mile sea area looked particularly vast.
Han Fei and his party found a random place to land, and Han Fei said to the people in the other two fishing boats, “Once you run out of spiritual energy, come to me to replenish it.”
With a flash between He Xiaoyu’s brows, the Cardinals appeared.
He Xiaoyu called out his spiritual beast. “Little Red, we’re counting on you to track rare spiritual fish.”
Then the four of them took out their fishing rods and started fishing.
“He Xiaoyu, fish at a depth of 10 meters. Xia Wushuang, 30 meters. Wang Baiyu, 50 meters,” Han Fei instructed.
Everyone looked at Han Fei and He Xiaoyu asked, “How deep do you go?”
Han Fei grinned. “All the way to the seabed.”
They didn’t use bait but compressed spiritual energy into a mass and put it on the tip of the hook. After a while, He Xiaoyu’s fishing rod moved, and as she retracted the fishing rod, a cold light shot out.
He Xiaoyu seemed to have been prepared. She waved her bamboo stick and hit the Swordfish hanging on her fishing rod into the sea.
He Xiaoyu exclaimed, “A Swordfish! Shall I take it?”
Han Fei shook his head. “Common Swordfish are of no use. Now we’re in a competition, so we just need rare spiritual fish.”
Suddenly, Wang Baiyu’s face changed, and everyone was looking at him. Wang Baiyu’s fishing depth was 50 meters. This depth was very dangerous. What fish would he catch?
“Retract…”
Then a prawn with a giant head burst out of the water, with a row of spikes on its head.
<Name> Big-Head Prawn
<Level> 17
<Quality> Regular
<Spiritual energy> 120 points
<Edible Effect> It can increase one’s health if it’s eaten over a long period of time.
<Collectable> Spiritual spikes
<Absorbable>
“Big-Head Prawn, a common shrimp.”
Wang Baiyu grabbed the box beside him, and as soon as he patted the box, a hammer-shaped weapon appeared.
Clang…
The Big-Head Prawn was hammered into the water.
Han Fei immediately said, “Xia Wushuang, keep your fishing depth 50 meters, activate the illusions, and turn your spiritual energy into a rare spiritual shrimp full of spiritual energy. Make sure it’s only one forearm long.”
Xia Wushuang froze for a moment and quickly followed suit, but then she said, “I don’t have enough spiritual energy.”
Han Fei pointed a finger at her and a column of spiritual energy shot into Xia Wushuang’s body.
In less than five minutes, Xian Wushuang’s eyes flickered. “Got it!”
As she retracted the fishing rod, a half-meter-long conch appeared, and a strange yet nice sound was floating out of its shell.
Wang Baiyu was surprised. “Singing Conch, a rare spiritual conch.”
A string of data appeared in front of his eyes.
<Name> Singing Conch
<Introduction> It sings to attract fishes. When it attacks, dozens of scimitars will pop out of its shell, killing the enemy.
<Level> 17
<Quality> Rare
<Spiritual energy> 120 points
<Edible effect> Long-term consumption of it can nourish one’s skin.
<Collectable> Singing Conch’s shell
<Absorbable>
Xia Wushuang instructed, “Wang Baiyu, shield.”
Wang Baiyu patted the box again, and suddenly a huge turtle shield appeared in front of Xia Wushuang. Dozens of scimitars hit the turtle shield, producing clanking sounds. When the sounds were about to end, Wang Baiyu threw out a hook-shaped weapon and hooked the Singing Conch back.
He Xiaoyu lit up. “Wow! It’s a Singing Conch! I want it! The Singing Conch Powder sells at a high price in the town.”
Han Fei asked, “What is Singing Conch Powder?”
Xia Wushuang smiled helplessly. “It’s applied on the face. The girls from rich families in the town like to buy Singing Conch Powder. They’ll look prettier after applying it to their faces.”
Han Fei smiled. There are also fish for cosmetics here? So they caught a material for cosmetics together? Look how happy He Xiaoyu is.
Not far away, Xiang Nan said in surprise, “Did they catch the first rare spiritual creature so quickly?”
Hu Kun yelled back, “It’s a Singing Conch.”
“Oh, Singing Conches are very expensive. It is said that a small bottle of Singing Conch Powder costs dozens of mid-quality pearls and its supply often falls short of demand.”
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On the white fishing boat.
Xia Wushuang looked at Han Fei wonderingly. “Han Fei, why did you ask me to keep my fishing depth 50 meters after the Big-Head Prawn was caught?”
“Well, I guessed the Big-Head Prawn would come after the Singing Conch? It bit at Wang Baiyu’s hook because it couldn’t catch the Singing Conch.”
“Oh? Is that so?”
Han Fei turned aside from the topic. This is my experience. How can I explain it?
Han Fei changed the topic. “Wang Baiyu, your box is magical! Where did you get such a big shield?”
Wang Baiyu said lightly, “This is our armorists’ unique talent, a space box, but only weapons can be placed in it.”
Han Fei raised his eyebrows. Interesting, this is also a space.
Suddenly, He Xiaoyu pointed at Han Fei’s fishing rod and said, “Han Fei, you have a bite.”
Han Fei glanced at his fishing rod and said casually, “No hurry.”
“Something bit at your hook. Why are you still so calm?”
“It doesn’t feel like a rare spiritual fish. Let it swim for a while.”
Everyone: “???”
One of the three techniques of the second level of Void Fishing was Winding Snake Technique, which simulated a swimming fish with spiritual energy.
Little did the others know that Han Fei was waiting for a rare spiritual fish. There were not only rare spiritual fish in the sea, but also a large number of ordinary fishes, so Han Fei was waiting for a rare spiritual fish to bite at his hook.
Suddenly, Han Fei felt something biting at his hook. He paused and then suddenly pulled the fishing rod hard. “Wang Baiyu, shield.”
Wang Baiyu was stunned. I haven’t started fishing again and you want my shield already?
Wang Baiyu immediately placed his shield in front of Han Fei, and the next moment, a Swift Squid was pulled out of the water.
Wang Baiyu muttered, “Damn…”
“He Xiaoyu, get down”
“Pu…”
Half a minute later, Wang Baiyu’s face was all black. Shit! Why didn’t you remind me of this?! I gave you my shield, but I was sprayed with squid juice all over my face.
Han Fei scratched his belly awkwardly. “Well, I didn’t expect it to be a Swift Squid!”
Wang Baiyu said seriously, “It seems that I should prepare two shields next time.”
He Xiaoyu was getting excited. “Wow, we are quick. We’ve already caught two rare spiritual fish!”
The people on the other two boats were speechless. Was this luck? When did they catch that Singing Conch? Two minutes ago?
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Half a day later, Han Fei and his party had caught a total of 4 rare spiritual fish. The other two boats only caught one, which was sent to them by Han Fei with the Winding Snake Technique.
Han Fei thought to himself, I should have gone into the water to catch rare spiritual fishes. In the past six months, I’ve fed hundreds of rare creatures to the Nine-Tailed Mantis Shrimp. He is an expert in catching rare creatures!
He Xiaoyu was getting bored. “There haven’t been any rare spiritual fish within the hour! Should we change places?”
“Okay.”
Just as everyone was ready to retract their fishing rods, Han Fei suddenly shouted, “Wait a minute.”
Han Fei vaguely saw that in the water, a Lightning Crab had cut off He Xiaoyu’s fishing line. He thought it was just a coincidence and was about to catch this Lightning Crab. But then to his surprise, the Lightning Crab turned around and snapped Xia Wushuang’s fishing line.
“A spiritual beast?”