Chapter 1380 - 367: What’s So Interesting About Fishing_4

Chapter 1380: Chapter 367: What’s So Interesting About Fishing_4

April 30:

Played cards.

May 1:

Played cards.

May 2:

No way, this can’t keep happening. I absolutely can’t play cards with these young ladies anymore. The thing is, I lose every single time; it’s like a curse. Is it possible I’m just programmed to lose every gamble I make? The thing is, we’re not even betting money or gambling. This is just a simple form of entertainment, so why do I always lose everything, down to my boxers? I just refuse to believe it.

May 3:

Hehe.

May 4:

You’ve gotta be kidding me.

May 5:

Today, I finally didn’t play cards. Thinking back on the time I’ve wasted waiting for the Celestial Craft Workshop to come to Jiangnan, I realized I’ve spent quite a lot of time. So today, I went fishing; fishing has to be better than playing cards. There’s no such obsessive feeling with fishing. I still don’t get it—why were there so many fishing enthusiasts in my previous life, struggling with fishing? It’s just fishing; what’s so interesting about it?

May 6:

Fishing is so damn awesome.

May 7:

Fishing.

May 8:

Caught a 12-pound fish today while fishing. Not sure what kind it is, but although it’s not very strong, it flailed in the water like a wild beast. No wonder those fishing fans are so into it; this sensation is actually quite thrilling. I’m beginning to regret it.

May 9:

Went fishing, but my original fishing rod no longer satisfies me. I ordered a custom-made, all-metal fishing rod from a blacksmith. The blacksmith said this rod could catch the Dragon King itself. I was doubtful, and today I didn’t catch anything at all. I feel a bit frustrated.

May 10:

Went fishing, caught nothing and left empty-handed, but I understand the principle of not leaving empty-handed when thieving. Although I didn’t catch fish, I did take a sip of river water. The river water was a bit fishy, but I’m content.

May 11:

Today I saw a corpse floating on the river. I asked a fellow angler about it, and he said it was a local tradition—sometimes they do water burials for the deceased. I threw up.

May 12:

Returned to Ascension Gate to take a look, then played plotlines with Zong Qianqun and Li Changyi. It was a bit embarrassing, but no big deal. I had no impure thoughts; it was mainly to help the disciples cultivate immortality. As the Sect Leader, that’s what I should do.

May 13:

Fishing.

May 14:

Today, I checked my cultivation level, which inexplicably reached the twelfth level, just one step away from breaking through. Such quick progress. Caught another big fish today, breaking my previous record—over 30 pounds! The entire river was stirred up.

May 15:

While fishing, I pulled up a skull.

May 16:

Damn, the blacksmith’s people deceived me. Forget about the Dragon King; today, my rod snapped on me!

May 17:

Didn’t fish today—why? Because a large group from the Celestial Craft Workshop has arrived, really a huge crowd. The people of Jiangnan welcomed them warmly. Some from the workshop were so overwhelmed with emotion, they actually cried.

May 18:

Ah, I really want to fish.

May 19:

Played plotlines.

May 20:

Almost fell for Qingzhu’s trick today. An actual ’flying’ Qingzhu. But while fishing, I discovered a fugitive and earned 50 taels of silver. Finding an on-the-run suspect while fishing and getting 500 taels of silver—that’s quite satisfying.

May 21:

The Celestial Craft Workshop has almost finished everything. There’s no need for me to stay in Jiangnan anymore; everything is now running smoothly. I must start thinking about my next move. Probably, there won’t be chances for fishing or playing cards anymore. I need to go out for the sake of Jiangnan, Ascension Gate, and all those I cherish. I must leave.

May 22:

Fishing! Damn, why can’t I control these hands of mine? If I fish again tomorrow, I’ll go outside and step on dog poop.

May 23:

Stepped on dog poop.

May 24:

No, no, can’t be on the path of fishing every day. One fishing rod, sitting for several hours, and before you know it, it’s night. Who can bear such a thing? I have my matters to handle, so I can’t continue fishing. I need to find another hobby—this one’s too dangerous. I have my work, so I definitely can’t fish anymore.

May 25:

Sigh.

May 26:

Sigh.

May 27:

Had a good chat with Bu Huoran today. I know what she means, and she knows what I mean; we both know what each other means, but sometimes that understanding doesn’t lead to a result. There are too many barriers between us. If I really wanted her now, she would agree. But after saying yes, many things would follow. So let’s forget it, at least for now. But I didn’t go fishing today because the river expanded.

May 28:

Yin Shuang, when will you recover? I’ve been writing this diary, and now I’m stuck at a bottleneck in the plot. If you don’t wake up, I don’t know how to proceed.

May 29:

Hang in there, just one more day until June 1st.

May 30:

I’m such a fool.

May 31:

Alright, that’s enough. No more prolonging the plot. This has dragged on for a month.

Sitting in his room, Yuchi put down the brush in his hand.