"There's a strong scent of blood nearby..."
"There are some remnants of a spiritual artifact, sunk at the bottom."
...
"There should be a group of Sin Cultivators around here, but..."
Gu Changhuai frowned.
But with the vast Mistwater River and its raging currents, most traces are concealed, making it impossible to track these people's whereabouts.
The surrounding waterways are also very complicated, with interlacing tributaries, stretching as far as the eye can see, so it's hard to know which direction to investigate.
While puzzled, a small boat came from the distance.
On the boat were a few Fish Cultivators, wearing conical hats, enduring the sun, and casting their nets.
Mo Hua's eyes lit up, "Shall we ask them?"
Gu Changhuai and Xia Canonical Official pondered for a moment and nodded.
As the fishing boat approached, the three of them boarded and met it.
The two boats met. Gu Changhuai and Xia Canonical Official greeted briefly and then asked:
