Chapter 988 Tiger Fish

Lu Xuan sat by the riverbank, eyes half-closed, much like a meditative old monk, quietly gazing at the fishing buoy that was constantly drifting in the dark waters.

The Spiritual Sense of Cultivators could not penetrate into the True River, but his mind was unaffected and could focus on the bait below, allowing him to promptly detect any Spiritual Fish or other Strange Species that might bite.

As time passed, more and more Cultivators came to fish, taking advantage of the imminent surge of spiritual energy, mainly composed of Loose Cultivators who searched for spots around the edges.

"The disparity in the fishing areas compared to the Major Sect Disciples is indeed glaring,"

with Spiritual Sense sweeping across the riverbank, Lu Xuan sighed inwardly.

On the side of the Loose Cultivators, there was one Cultivator every few yards, while in the areas occupied by the Major Sects, there were much larger gaps between anglers, often exceeding ten yards.