Chapter 382 A Chronicle of the Sea
Chapter 382 A Chronicle of the Sea
Yao Yao finally caught a fish.
This is already the second day at sea.
On her first day on the boat, she squatted at the stern from morning till night. She went through three fishing rods, eight fishing hooks, and used up two pounds of bait, but she didn't catch a single fish.
Lan Fenghuang laughed uncontrollably, saying that she was a fish's nightmare, and that even fish would be worried when they saw her.
Yao Yao was so angry she wanted to bite her teeth, and vowed to catch one to prove herself.
The next morning, a thin mist rose over the sea. As usual, Yao Yao squatted at the stern of the boat, holding a fishing rod in her hand, her eyes wide open, like a miser staring at a money bag.
A-Yue squatted down next to her, holding a pastry in her hand, eating while keeping her company.
The fishing float moved.
Yao Yao's hand tightened suddenly, and she sprang up as if she had been electrocuted:
"It moved! It moved! It moved!"
The float sank.
Yao Yao suddenly lifted the rod, the fishing line became taut, and the rod bent into a bow.
She gritted her teeth, her face flushed red, her feet braced against the gunwale, her buttocks slumped backward, her whole body wrestling like in a tug-of-war.
"It's huge! This one is huge!" Yao Yao shouted at the top of her lungs.
Lan Fenghuang walked over, glanced at it, and calmly said, "It's only about the size of a palm."
"Shut up!" Yao Yao gritted her teeth. "I'm busy right now!"
After struggling for a while, we finally managed to pull the fish up.
A half-meter-long sea fish, its silvery-white scales shimmering in the morning light.
Even as it was thrown onto the deck, it was still frantically wagging its tail, slapping the wooden planks and splashing water all over Yao Yao's face.
Yao Yao didn't even bother to wipe her face. She grabbed a fish, held it above her head, and ran all over the deck.
"Look! Look! I caught one! I caught one!"
That expression was even more exciting than when he broke through his cultivation level.
A-Yue ran after it, her eyes fixed on the fish, drool dripping from the corners of her mouth, forgetting to eat her snacks.
Blue Phoenix leaned against the gunwale, holding a fishing rod in her hand. She didn't make a move for a long time, squinting in the sun, looking lazy.
She didn't even have a hook on her fishing rod; it was just for show.
Lingbo sat at the bow of the boat, holding a fishing rod in her hand.
But upon closer inspection, it was clear that her fishing hook wasn't even baited; it was just hanging empty in the sea.
When Yao Yao asked her what she was fishing for, she casually replied, "Those who are willing will take the bait," leaving Yao Yao speechless for a long time.
Lin Chen leaned back in his deck chair, legs crossed, eyes half-closed, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, watching Yao Yao run all over the deck with a smile on his lips.
The sea breeze was strong, making the sails billow and the boat travel at a high speed.
The bow of the ship cleaved through the waves, stirring up white spray, like a giant plow tilling the sea.
Seagulls followed the stern of the boat, chirping and occasionally swooping down to snatch a small fish that had been stunned by the waves.
Da Shuang and Xiao Shuang brought out tea and snacks, placing them gently on the low table next to Lin Chen, their movements perfectly coordinated.
Da Shuang poured tea, Xiao Shuang handed out snacks; the two of them worked in perfect unison, as if they had rehearsed countless times.
Lin Chen glanced at her, then reached out and pinched Xiao Shuang's cheek: "Did you two plan this together?"
Xiao Shuang blushed and lowered her head without saying a word.
Da Shuang answered for him, "We're sisters, we're on the same wavelength."
Lin Chen smiled, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and patted the stool next to him:
"Sit down and rest for a while, don't just stand there."
Da Shuang and Xiao Shuang exchanged a glance, then sat down on the stool next to Lin Chen, sitting upright with their backs straight and their hands on their knees.
Lin Chen glanced at them and couldn't help but smile:
"Relax, I don't have that many rules here."
Da Shuang relaxed a little, but still didn't dare lean back in her chair.
Xiao Shuang secretly moved half an inch closer to Lin Chen, her shoulder almost touching his arm, and her face turned even redder.
Lin Chen picked up his teacup, took a sip, looked at the horizon where the sea met the sky, and suddenly said:
Have either of you ever been out to sea before?
Da Shuang shook her head: "No, this is the first time."
Xiao Shuang shook her head as well.
"Are you scared?"
Da Shuang thought for a moment and answered seriously, "With the Prince here, I have nothing to fear."
Xiao Shuang nodded vigorously, indicating that she seconded the motion.
Lin Chen was amused and flicked Xiao Shuang's forehead with his finger, making a crisp "smack" sound.
Xiao Shuang covered her forehead, her eyes slightly red, but the corners of her mouth were curved and her eyes were bright, it was hard to tell whether it was from pain or joy.
Yao Yao ran over, holding the fish, panting, her hair a mess from the sea breeze:
"Husband, husband! Look, look! I caught it!"
The fish struggled desperately in her hand, its tail splashing water all over her face, ruining her makeup, but she didn't care, smiling like a flower.
Lin Chen glanced at the fish: "Not bad, we'll add it to our dinner tonight."
Yao Yao was overjoyed and ran to find A Yue with the fish in her arms:
"Ah Yue! Ah Yue! We're having fish for dinner tonight!"
A-Yue was already swallowing, her lips glistening.
Lan Fenghuang put down her fishing rod, walked over, sat down next to Lin Chen, picked up the tea that Da Shuang had poured, and took a sip.
Today she wore a light blue long dress, her hair loosely tied back, with a few strands blowing in the sea breeze, making her look languid and charming.
"Don't you think the waves at sea are a bit unusual?" she suddenly said, looking at the distant sea.
Lin Chen nodded: "The spiritual energy is rising, and the world is changing."
Blue Phoenix frowned: "You mean... a great upheaval has already begun?"
Lin Chen shook his head: "Not yet, but there are already signs. The spiritual energy has increased, and the things in the sea are also increasing in value."
The waves are rising, the fish are growing, and it's time for those big guys hiding in the deep sea to wake up.
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a huge splash of water suddenly erupted on the distant sea.
The waves surged skyward, reaching heights of over ten feet, with white foam scattering everywhere, resembling a giant white chrysanthemum blooming on the sea.
When the water splashed down, it made a rumbling sound, like thunder.
Everyone was alarmed.
Yao Yao and A Yue stood up from the fish bucket, and Da Shuang and Xiao Shuang also stood up.
Liu Shengxue walked out of the cabin, followed by Liu Sheng Piaopiao, who clutched her sister's clothes, her face pale.
The snow dragon riders on the deck drew their swords in unison, their blades flashing silver.
The blades gleamed coldly in the sunlight, and the three hundred men moved in perfect unison, as if they were one person.
As the splash subsided, a huge figure emerged from the sea.
It is a fish.
But it's abnormally large.
It was over ten zhang long, and not much smaller than this ship.
Its body is covered in silvery-white scales, each as big as a washbasin, which shimmer dazzlingly in the sunlight, like tiny mirrors.
Its eyes, like two lanterns, were bright yellow, with pupils forming vertical slits. It stared intently at the boat, motionless.
The fish in Yao Yao's hand fell onto the deck with a "plop," her mouth agape wide enough to fit an egg.
"This...this is way too big!"
A-Yue had forgotten to swallow; she stood there frozen, as if someone had acupunctured her.
Da Shuang and Xiao Shuang's faces also turned pale, but they didn't make a sound. They just unconsciously moved closer to Lin Chen.
Lan Fenghuang stood up, her eyes fixed on the large fish, her inner energy circulating within her body, ready to strike at any moment.
Only Lin Chen remained reclining in his chair, legs crossed, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, squinting at the large fish with an expression no different from looking at an ant.
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