Fishing for Fresh Haunts

Fishing only takes patience, but being the bait takes a lot more thought. When Chen Xian opens his eyes, he has become a piece of "bait." People cast their lines, things take the hook, and no one cares how this piece of "bait," Chen Xian, feels. Who says bait has to let others walk all over it? Using himself as bait, Chen Xian can't help but gape at the bizarre things he reels in. "Wait, what? How come I can catch anything except fish? And why did I reel in an octopus-headed thing calling itself the Heaven-Crushing Venerable?" "Hold on, weren't I supposed to be the bait? How did I end up killing you, the fishing guy?"