When morning arrived, the elder in black had already put away the fishing rod. Silver carp were innately fond of moonlight and afraid of sunlight, so they would only swim up from the bottom of the lake at nighttime, wandering around to look for food. In the off chance that they took the bait during daytime and were dragged ashore, silver carp that had developed intelligence would choose to sacrifice themselves and cause the spiritual energy in their two flood dragon whiskers to disperse. Even though the flood dragon whiskers wouldn't become completely worthless mortal items, they would definitely suffer a huge drop in quality and grade.0

However, the group of three people didn't become discouraged because of the result. To say nothing of spiritual fish like silver carp, even some species of ordinary fish coveted by ordinary fishermen were extremely difficult to catch. It was very normal to yield no results after fishing for a night.0

After the elder in black put away the fishing rod, he started to change the fishing line and the fishing hook. The biggest change was the fishing hook, going from a palm-sized hook to an especially small and exquisite hook that was only the size of a thumb. The young man started to make ground bait again, clearly using even more immortal coins this time. They were most likely preparing to fish for the rarer and more valuable Luo fish.0

The young man suddenly recalled something, and he turned to the big tree and shouted, "Fellow Cultivator, fishing for Luo fish is purely down to luck, and there aren't any taboos relating to this. Do you want to head to the center of the lake to fish together...0