First day of fishing(2)

He took his time to appreciate the vastness of the ocean. 

His heart raced with excitement as he gazed out at the sea. 

A wave of nostalgia washed over him. 

In his previous life, when he was just 16 years old, his father had been apprehended by Sri

Lankan navy officers for fishing in their territorial waters. 

It was a common occurrence, as no one could control the unpredictable nature of the wind and waves, making it difficult to maintain the exact position of their small boat. 

However, whenever the fishers from Rameshwaram were captured, they were subjected to torture and brutal beatings in the name of investigation. 

Many fishers lost their lives in such incidents, but fortunately, his father was released after six long months of captivity. 

However, during those six months, his family faced financial hardships. 

Unfortunately, no one stepped forward to help them. 

It was not just his family that suffered, but also the families of his father's fellow fishers. 

This was the turning point when he made the decision to venture out to sea to fish without his father. 

He managed to catch an abundance of fish with the help of his friends, ensuring their survival during those challenging times. 

From that moment on, the sea became like a second mother to him, providing sustenance and an opportunity to survive. 

All of these cherished memories flooded his mind. 

As he looked back on the memories and felt a sense of nostalgia, he could not help but feel a sense of loneliness. 

He used to be surrounded by friends and acquaintances all the time, but here nobody seemed interested in getting to know him. 

He never expected to feel so alone. 

Shaking his head, he joined the others and raised his pole, closing his eyes to focus. 

With a touch of determination, he channeled spiritual energy into his hands, causing them to glow with a radiant light. 

The usual tingling feeling on his forehead resurfaced. 

Suddenly, tips on how to lengthen the fishing lines popped into his head. 

With a gentle tug, his fishing line began to move backward under his command. 

Remembering the technique drained ten points of spiritual energy. 

With all his might, he cast the hook, and it landed a good fifty meters from where he was. 

Controlling the distance was a challenge without any weight at the end of the line, only the line and bait. 

'Channel the spiritual energy, aim it at the fishing line, and pull it in when the fish bites.' 

He recalls the necessary steps to successfully catch a fish in this world. 

Fishing practices in this world were vastly different from those on Earth, with fishing nets being seldom used. 

The preferred method here was using fishing poles, as they were convenient and cost-effective. 

Chao Xiang could feel his spiritual energy aligning as he stood in the line. 

The mysterious connection between them took him by surprise, bringing a sense of rejuvenation. 

However, despite spending an hour, he could not manage to catch a single fish. 

From a distance, he could see the fishers mocking him with their smirks, exchanging words and gestures amongst themselves. 

'Did I use the wrong fishing technique? Why are they laughing... Hmm...' 

He pulled back his fishing rod for a moment and decided to watch what others were doing. 

Then, he witnessed someone stand up abruptly and make a strange gesture, causing their spiritual energy to burst out. 

Suddenly, his fishing rod and line were enveloped in a faint glow. 

*Splash* 

Chao Xiang's eyes widened in amazement as the man managed to pull up a massive 4kg Black Krurcal. 

Unlike Earth Sea turtles and other fish, Black Krurcal was known to be non-aggressive and less intimidating. 

They did not possess much spiritual energy, making them one of the most affordable and well-liked meals on the floating islands, like clams. 

'Could it really be that straightforward? Was my technique just too complicated? That is, it?!' 

He attempted to recall the fishing technique from his memory once again, but it seemed overly simplified. 

To keep the body and the fishing rod calm, connect them with spiritual energy and maintain a steady presence in the sea... 

He hurriedly put bait on the hook and cast the line. 

As he maintained the perfect rhythm of his Qi, he sensed an enormous force on his line. 

Immediately manipulated his Qi. 

Assuring it was only a black radical, he retracted his pole just as it was mentioned in the basic fishing art in his memory. 

'Wow! Were these fishes this strong in the ocean?!' 

The hook was shaking violently, as he hauled it. After a few moments of struggle, a big black krurcal was finally lifted out of the water. 

[Race: Black Krurcal 

Level: First stage of Waterbeast realm 

Quality: Common 

Qi: 30/30 

Note: It has a tiny amount of Demonic bloodline in it. Can be sacrificed to the Demonic Extinction Flame - Mukkan Agni (Flame of destruction)] 

He managed to catch his first fish, but the other fishers nearby just scoffed at him before speeding off in their boat. 

Without hesitation, he quickly re-baited his hook and cast his line again, paying no mind to their mocking. 

'What's with their problem anyway? Why are they behaving like that? this was the first time I saw them.' 

He could not think of any reason for their behavior. 

Despite missing the next two bites from some powerful fish that snapped his line, he improved his technique with each attempt. 

Eventually, he caught a second black krurcal, slightly smaller than the first. 

It weighed around 3 kg, not the biggest catch but still a decent size. 

As he got the hang of fishing, he noticed that he was getting hungry. 

Thankfully, he bought a lot of fish jerky with him. 

After he had taken a mouthful of fish jerky, he started to cultivate to restore his Qi. 

[Chao Xiang 

Level: Stage four Waterman 

Qi: 48/85 

Spiritual Heritage: Poor Quality - Pure Yin-Yang Heritage (Growth Type) 

Cultivation Art: Divergent unity fist (Low - Rare Quality)]