“Are you serious? This is what I caught?” Zhao Fu was speechless as he looked at the fellow desperately hanging onto the bait. This time, he had fished up a green turtle that was as big as a washbowl.
Zhao Fu had already lifted the fishing rood, but the green turtle was still holding on to the bait and not letting go, dangling in the air.
The green turtle wasn’t a fish, much less a divine fish, so why had he fished up such a thing? Zhao Fu couldn’t understand this.
After looking through the Divine Fish Festival’s description, Zhao Fu realized why this was – during the Divine Fish Festival, other types of aquatic creatures appeared less, but that didn’t mean that they wouldn’t appear. This was why most people saw and caught divine fish but would occasionally still catch other creatures.
Zhao Fu’s precious bait was extremely attractive to divine fish and even more attractive to ordinary fish and other aquatic creatures.