These people had been buying and selling Whitey Spirits for years, so they were quite accurate in estimating the price. They could basically guarantee that it would be the most normal price.
If they were lucky, they could even sell it for a higher price than usual. For example, Qiu Pingyang was in urgent need of a Whitey Spirit when he was hosting a banquet. If he had participated in the auction at that time, he would have definitely offered a higher price.
The seven or eight people talked back and forth, and the price of Whitey Spirit kept rising. The auction only ended when someone offered 5,300 jades.
Lu Ye handed Whitey Spirit over to the person and received 5,300 jades. The deal was over.
Lu Ye did not have to worry about losing money because he would not lose money in this kind of auction. He also saved himself the trouble of finding a buyer. Although he did not have to worry about the demand for Whitey Spirit, it would still take him a lot of time to return to the Island of Versatility.
The seven or eight people around him dispersed and waited for another opportunity. The cultivator who got Whitey Spirit called for a ferry and left quickly. Obviously, he was going to take it back and deal with it. The fresher Whitey Spirit was, the more delicious it was, and the more valuable it would be to make it into a pill. Even if it would not go bad in a storage ring, it would not be safe to keep it for a long time.
Therefore, normally, once Whitey Spirit came out of the water, it would either be eaten or made into a pill within two or three days. No one would keep it, no matter what.
Lu Ye packed up his fishing equipment and hung the bait pill on the hook again.
A jealous voice came from a thousand feet to his left, "The newbie's luck is so good!"
There was a strange legend in the anglers' circle. It was said that newbies were always lucky. Usually, it was very easy for them to gain something. Of course, it was not always true. Take Ghost Clan's Ghost Clan, for example. After she joined the industry on a whim, she never felt the joy of fishing until she went bankrupt. All she had was endless anxiety, pain, regret, and frustration …
Lu Ye had caught something in less than half a day. In the eyes of the experienced fishermen, what else could it be other than good luck?
Lu Ye threw the rod into the water and put away the bait pill, leaving an empty hook behind. Then he quickly swam away.
He had already caught one fish, and it would not be good to catch a second one in a short time. Therefore, he could not stay in the water any longer. Taking away the bait pill was to avoid unnecessary waste.
This thing was worth hundreds of jades.
Dozens of miles away, his true body returned. Some people passed by when he was out to sea, but they did not find it strange. There were many cultivators gathered in the Wanxiang Sea. There were bound to be some who were curious about the deep sea and went down to take a look. As long as they did not stop, there would not be much of a problem.
Holding a piece of Spirit Jade in each hand, he sat down cross-legged. While cultivating, he also deduced the defensive spirit rune that he had not completed previously.
That was good.
When his main body stayed in the sea, it was equivalent to passively cultivating. Furthermore, the cultivation efficiency was extremely high. The only thing he needed to pay was the consumption of the Talent Tree's fuel.
When they returned to the island, they would also cultivate. This way, not only would their cultivation not be delayed, but it would also be faster than normal cultivation.
As for his clone, when the time was right, he would be able to catch one. That way, he would never be short of Spirit Jades!
Lu Ye suddenly realized that the Ten Thousand Elephant Sea was indeed a great place!
However, he knew that he would not be able to live so comfortably forever.
No one was a fool, especially cultivators. Every one of them had lived for god knows how many years and were very cunning. Even if he caught a Whitey Spirit every few days, as time passed, it would definitely attract the attention of others. It did not make sense that Li Taibai was the only one who could catch so many Whitey Spirits so steadily.
Therefore, Lu Ye decided to catch a few Whitey Spirits and not hang them on the hook. He would let his main body change its appearance and send it back to the Island of Versatility to sell. This plan would last longer and be more discreet.
After a few days, without the help of his main body, his clone did not catch anything. Not only did he not catch anything, but even a set of fishing lines was broken. He suffered heavy losses.
Of the three sets of fishing lines that Ghost sold to him, only the last one was left! When he felt that the time was right, his main body set out again.
Just like last time, he lurked beside the hook with the bait pill, waiting for a good opportunity to strike. He caught a Whitey Spirit and flicked it a few times to make it less active. This way, it would be easier to fish.
The whole process went smoothly. When Lu Ye's second Whitey Spirit came out of the water a few days later, the anglers on the left and right were dumbfounded.
They had worked hard here for more than ten days and each of them only caught one fish, barely making a loss. However, Lu Ye had caught two in just a few days.
Was a newbie's luck really that good?
The cultivators who were in charge of buying Whitey Spirits gathered again. This time, the Whitey Spirits were much bigger than last time, selling for almost six thousand jades.
If the previous one could be considered as earning back the investment, then this one was a profit.
In just a few days, he had earned more than six thousand jades. For a loner like Lu Ye, this was undoubtedly very satisfying.
A few days later, as Lu Ye caught his third Whitey Spirit and sold it for more than five thousand jades, the anglers on the left and right finally could not sit still.
It was quite uncomfortable to just look at other people's gains.
The anglers on the left and right seemed to know each other. Lu Ye did not know what they were communicating with each other through spiritual sense. Then, he saw two guys approaching him from the left and right.
Immediately, the two of them tacitly threw their poles into the water about ten feet away from Lu Ye.
The one on the left was the young man who spoke sourly before. He had a big mole beside his nose, which was very conspicuous. The one on the right was an old man who looked to be in his fifties.
Noticing Lu Ye's gaze, the young man did not bother to pay attention to Lu Ye at all.
The old man, however, chuckled. "Let's fish together. Fellow Daoist, there seems to be a lot of fish here. You can't catch all of them alone."
That was a bit unkind …
They were a thousand feet apart, and it was not that these two did not catch any fish. They just could not slip up. There was no reason for them to squeeze together with him.
Lu Ye guessed that this was probably due to jealousy and unwillingness. The way the two of them were acting could be considered as bullying a newcomer like him.
If it were a fight, Lu Ye would not hesitate to cut them with his knife.
However, everyone was just fishing. Fighting and killing would be a bit of a killjoy, and it would easily incite public anger.
The most important thing was that these two people should have other acquaintances. If Lu Ye really fought with them, he would definitely be at a disadvantage. He only knew Pu Ke, whom he had met by chance, so he couldn't expect him to help him.
In the end, being a thousand feet apart was just a tacit rule. No one asked everyone to do so.
Lu Ye glanced at the old man and looked away. He did not say anything.
The old man and the young man with the mole looked at each other from a distance. They smiled slightly, looking rather smug.
Deep under the sea, Lu Ye's main body swayed and slowly found the location of the old man's bait …
To be honest, if the old man was not so close to his clone, it would not have been easy for Lu Ye to find his bait. The Ten Thousand Elephant Sea's water suppressed Spiritual Sense too much. For a mid-stage Constellation Cultivator like Lu Ye, his Spiritual Sense could only leave his body by three inches. It could be said that Spiritual Sense was completely useless under the sea.
The depths of the sea were dark. Lu Ye's main body could easily find the location of his clone's bait because they could sense each other, and his clone could accurately guide them.
If they were really a thousand feet apart, Lu Ye could only try his luck and find someone else's bait.
However, since they were so close, it was much easier to find them.
After finding the old man's bait, Lu Ye's main body gently pinched it and exerted force.
The old man immediately felt it. His fishing skills were undoubtedly impressive. He only raised the rod slightly and did not use too much force.
However, the instant the fishing line was pulled taut, the old man's expression changed. Before he could adjust, the fishing line snapped.
Looking at the snapped fishing line, the old man did not feel any heartache. Instead, he was very excited. "Big fish!"
Only a big fish could exert so much force. If such a thing could be fished up, it could easily be sold for tens of thousands of Spirit Jades, or even more.
He quickly took out another set of fishing lines, attached the bait, and threw the rod into the water.
Lu Ye's main body had already reached the other side. He found the young man with the mole's bait, grabbed it, and tugged.
Therefore, the young man with the mole suffered the same treatment as the old man!
His expression also began to become excited. He secretly imagined how wonderful it would be if he caught a big fish.
For the next half a day, the old man and the young man with the mole kept raising the rod. However, without exception, either the bait was lost or the fishing line snapped.
Most of the time, the bait was lost …
The main thing was that Lu Ye did not know how many sets of fishing lines they had, so he did not want to lose too many. Otherwise, if they ran out of fishing lines and stopped fishing, he would not be able to get more bait.
Such an encounter made the old man and the young man with the mole even more certain that they had caught a big fish. This was because ordinary White Spirits would take small bites of bait.
Only the big fish that exceeded the norm would swallow the bait in one bite because their mouths were big enough.
However, as time passed, their expressions began to change from excitement and anticipation to depression and despair …
Until a certain moment, the old man looked at the empty fishing hook with a melancholic expression. "Why is the fishing today … so irritable?"
The bait he had brought had been used up. In less than two hours, he had lost more than 3,000 Spirit Jades.
This was something that he had never encountered in his decades of fishing career.
He looked at Lu Ye in confusion. "Little friend, is there any movement on your end?"
He and the young man with the mole kept raising their rods while Lu Ye was in the middle. However, Lu Ye's end was calm. There were no signs of the fish taking the bait. Obviously, something was not right.
Lu Ye lifted his rod lightly and picked up an empty fishing hook. He said casually, "I was thinking too much and forgot to use the bait."
The old man blinked. He did not know if Lu Ye was telling the truth or not. However, based on his experience with the young man with the mole, Lu Ye had avoided a disaster without using the bait. At the very least, he had reduced unnecessary losses.
The old man left disheartened. He wanted to go back to the Island of Versatility to buy some bait pills.
The young man with the mole persisted for a while, but it was inevitable that he would repeat the old man's mistake. He was obviously very angry before he left!
This was the most depressing thing for anglers. There was a big fish, but they could not catch it!
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