Chapter 7: Dare to Gamble Once More

"As the saying goes, every trade has its master. Who would you say is the Grandmaster of Fishing for us?"

This question stumped the group of old men around.

However, someone quickly regained their wits.

"I know, our Grandmaster of Fishing would be none other than Jiang Taigong, Jiang Ziya, right?"

"Exactly…" Ye Chen nodded profoundly and slowly said, "The Grandmaster of Fishing in our Fishing World is naturally Jiang Taigong."

"And who is Jiang Taigong? He is one of the 365 righteous gods, a disciple of the Kunlun Mountain Jade Palace Primordial Venerate, an immortal-level figure!"

"I offered incense and paper money to our Grandmaster, asking him to Bless my fishing rod. Now, not to mention encountering mere ghosts, would even a devil dare to come near it?"

"When our Grandmaster fishes, he doesn't even need bait to catch fish."

"If I receive the protection of the Grandmaster, wouldn't that be an instant jackpot?"

Boom!

The old men, who were previously hesitant, suddenly had a realization upon hearing this.

Indeed, what's there to fear?

With Teacher Ye directly invoking their Grandmaster, what's there to worry about?

Keep on fishing!

But at the end of the day, it's because this group of old fellows are truly addicted; otherwise, why would they be called fishing fanatics?

The feelings of a fishing fanatic are usually only understood by fellow fishing fanatics.

What Ye Chen said before was merely an excuse left for these old men.

Soon, the Jiang City Riverbank quieted down again.

As for Ye Chen, he did as he had previously mentioned, directly taking out glutinous rice from his pocket and using it to chum the water.

However, he didn't actually know any so-called mysticism.

Prior to this, Ye Chen thought that his failure to catch fish might have had something to do with Mysticism.

To put it bluntly, perhaps it was bad feng shui.

Just as it is said that anything can be attributed to Mysticism, the same goes for fishing.

Therefore, Ye Chen thought of Blessing his fishing rod and then performing a simple ritual to turn his luck around.

But it's not like he doesn't know any mysticism.

After catching a worthless fish earlier, the system awarded him some experience, though not enough to level him up.

However, it triggered the "Bad Fish Good Omen" achievement, granting Ye Chen the ability to exorcise evil and suppress demons.

In other words, this ability can also change bad luck to good luck.

However, this ability has a usage limit, and it can only be used once a day.

Ye Chen used this ability while performing the ritual earlier.

Yet what Ye Chen is really concerned about is not this, but rather the system's fishing prediction.

[Fishing for another 1 hour and 5 minutes, you will catch: ???]

[Weight: 74KG.]

[Value: 200,000 yuan.]

Although the system didn't precisely predict what Ye Chen will catch, a value of 200,000 yuan definitely signifies an exceptionally rare catch.

It could even possibly break a fishing record, catching an extremely rare big fish.

With that in mind and after laying down the chum with glutinous rice.

Ye Chen leisurely set up his seven-meter-two long fishing rod.

In just a moment, the viewership in Ye Chen's live stream room soared, with comments flying by quickly.

"Teacher Ye, you might want to use less bait for chumming, with that big bag of glutinous rice, I'm afraid it could feed a family of three for a year."

"Teacher Ye, at the rate you're going, you'll surely make the river rise!"

"I reckon Teacher Ye isn't the Air Force Commander anymore, after all, he just caught a fish."

"Is that even called a fish? It was obviously a rotten one, okay? Teacher Ye still hasn't managed to catch a live fish."

"Didn't Teacher Ye Chen just bless his fishing rod this time? I believe that in the coming period, Teacher Ye will definitely have a streak of good luck."

"What a blend of technology and arduous work, blessing his own fishing rod—I believe Teacher Ye will surely defeat Angry Iron Hand!"

"Streamer, have you forgotten about your bet with Angry Iron Hand?"

...

It wasn't until Ye Chen looked at the barrage of comments on his phone that he remembered the bet he had made with Old Liao.

After turning duck blood into new bait, Ye Chen looked back at Old Liao and said,

"Old Liao..."

Old Liao gave Ye Chen a dismissive glance, gestured "shush" with his hand, and said in a low voice, "Keep it down, don't scare my fish."

Ye Chen almost laughed out loud at his words. This wily old man was still putting on airs!

"Old Liao, don't change the subject. What about the bet we made just now?"

Old Liao's face changed when he was directly questioned by Ye Chen, and he replied grumpily,

"Go on, go on..."

"Is that thing you caught even a fish?"

"I was talking about a live fish, one that's flipping and flopping!"

Ye Chen scratched his head.

Then, he pulled out a plastic bag and packed the rotten, stinking fish he had just caught into it.

Next thing, with a "plop", the rotten fish was dropped right beside Old Liao's feet.

"Old Liao, you can't break your promise. Take a good look for yourself, isn't this a fish?"

"Dang it!" Old Liao bent down to look and felt his skin crawl at the sight of the rotten dead fish.

There was still some time before something big would bite.

Ye Chen was in no rush and casually chatted with Old Liao.

He made mystical gestures with his hands and said to Old Liao with a smirk, "Old Liao, this Heavenly Master has calculated and found that this fish has a really sinister vibe."

"This rotten fish can barely suppress the malicious aura within it in my possession, but in yours..."

Upon hearing this, Old Liao shuddered and quickly prepared to throw the ominous rotten fish back.

Seeing his reaction, Ye Chen said, "Don't touch it! If you do, the malicious aura will enter your body, and you might get seriously sick!"

"Old Liao, your complexion looks a little dark..."

Hearing this, Old Liao looked as if he was about to cry without tears, "Dang it!"

"Teacher Ye, please, take this evil creature away!"

"I admit it, I'm willing to concede defeat, okay?"

"Tsuk, tsuk," Ye Chen curled his lip, "There's endless regret at sea, returning to shore is salvation, you've satisfied this Heavenly Master."

Having said that, Ye Chen staggered off and casually threw the plastic bag with the rotten fish to his own spot.

Just as he was going to ask Old Liao for his granddaughter's contact details,

Another alert from the system echoed in his mind.

Not to be said.

To fleece a sheep, you've really got to pluck it from the same one!

An idea popped into Ye Chen's head, and a cunning smile appeared on his face, "Old Liao, I know you fancy my carbon fiber fishing rod."

"How about this, I'll give you another chance, do you dare to bet with me once more?"

Old Liao looked at Ye Chen, puzzled, "Bet on what?"