"HAHAHA!"
"This one’s even bigger—must be way more productive! This is perfect! We’ll split them later, one for each of us!!!"
The frenzied figure wildly swinging his blade looked like an absolute madman!
Wei Donghai was utterly dumbfounded, stumbling mid-air in shock and tearing out another handful of his beard!
This lunatic was charging straight at a fifth-tier Void Beast—and talking about splitting the spoils?!
Was this kid trying to get himself killed?!
Within mere moments, the terrifying shadow of the Void Beast blotted out the sky.
Wei Donghai was so frantic he nearly cursed aloud!
But with his disciple’s life hanging by a thread, he couldn’t care less about his torn beard. Gritting his teeth, he prepared to rush in and save his beloved student!
Then—
Yi Feng suddenly accelerated, lunging forward and slashing with his blade!
CRACK!
A crisp sound echoed across the heavens and earth!
The fifth-tier Void Beast split cleanly in two, its mountainous body collapsing on either side as the desert quaked and shockwaves rippled through the air!
Another… one-hit kill?!
How was this possible?!
Wei Donghai froze mid-air, his lips twitching uncontrollably!
As he stared in disbelief—
Two more swift slashes followed, noticeably more practiced this time.
SWISH! SWISH!
With effortless precision, two silver Void Tendrils landed in Yi Feng’s hands.
Delighted, Yi Feng turned and waved, flashing a bright grin!
"Old man! Old man!"
"These two are way bigger—we’re in for a feast!!!"
His voice brimmed with joy, yet it felt surreal, fading into the distance as if carried away by the roaring winds…
Wei Donghai watched the absurd scene unfold, his hearing growing numb.
His mind went blank.
This time, he was genuinely stunned.
One slash, one kill—twice in a row, clean and effortless.
Was this really a battle against Void Beasts?!
Even chopping cabbages wouldn’t be this casual!
That relaxed, cheerful smile made it seem like he was just harvesting crops—no tension at all, as if this were nothing more than a leisurely hunt!
The first-tier Void Beast earlier? Fine.
Wei Donghai admitted he could’ve crushed it easily if he’d gotten serious.
But this fifth-tier Void Beast was a different beast entirely—a monster that had awakened its innate divine abilities, with pincers rivaling top-tier sacred artifacts and a body tougher than anything he could imagine. He wouldn’t dare claim he could take it down!
And yet, it was still one-shotted.
What kind of monstrous power was this?!
What kind of absurd cultivation level?!
Even if Yi Feng’s true strength remained elusive, Wei Donghai wasn’t stupid—he instantly grasped the staggering gap between them.
This young man…
No, this "young friend"…
No, no—this expert was the real deal, hiding his true prowess!
Wei Donghai’s face twisted in awe as he finally recognized Yi Feng’s power.
At the same time, he couldn’t help but inwardly curse Fu Nantian—that old fool actually had the audacity to boast about taking someone like this as a disciple?!
What a joke!
With his measly skills, how could he ever compare to this guy?!
Forget everything else—just that seemingly casual slash earlier? Fu Nantian wouldn’t have survived it. None of them would’ve!
Looking back now…
They’d actually treated this as some kind of competition, each trying to show off their skills to recruit him as a disciple, even setting up a trial…
In this man’s eyes, their so-called "divine techniques" must’ve looked like child’s play.
Recruit him as a disciple?
Pfft.
Wei Donghai’s face stiffened, forcing out a bitter smile.
His beard strands fluttered away in the wind as he hovered motionless in the air, utterly paralyzed.
The truth had finally dawned on him, and all he saw was sheer absurdity!
Gazing at the young man again, his emotions churned—too conflicted to respond, torn between shame and disbelief.
Just as the awkwardness peaked—
The desert trembled once more, this time even more violently than before, as if stirred by the earlier shockwaves.
The sands surged like tidal waves, and ripples seemed to distort the very fabric of space itself!
The moment he glimpsed the faint golden pincers emerging from the sand, despair flooded Wei Donghai’s eyes!
"This… can’t be…"
A golden hue meant a Void Beast beyond the fifth tier!
At this level, their innate divine abilities reached unimaginable heights—these were legendary nightmares, creatures one might not encounter even in a thousand years! Against such a monster, even escaping would be a struggle!
Hopelessness washed over him as his face turned deathly pale.
All pretenses of seniority—
All traces of dignity—
Even the torn beard strands—
None of it mattered anymore as he screamed at the top of his lungs!
"RUN! GET OUT OF HERE NOW!!!"
But Yi Feng wasn’t listening.
Staring at the even larger Void Beast emerging before him, he was practically drooling with excitement!
Blade in hand, he charged forward, eyes gleaming with delight!
"HAHAHA—!"
Watching that reckless laughter, Wei Donghai’s face drained of color, his heart sinking into utter despair!
This time… even this expert might not…
Before his grim premonition could fully form—
CRACK!
Another crisp sound!
Followed by two more practiced slashes!
SWISH! SWISH!
Golden Void Tendrils danced through the air as Yi Feng’s radiant grin grew even brighter!
"Old man! Old man!!!"
"These two are so thick and big, almost like hand-pulled noodles! We’ve struck gold! This time, we’ve truly struck gold!!!"
Boom!
Wei Donghai felt his mind go blank, overwhelmed by a deafening roar.
If the first two strikes had brought him shock and awe, this third one shattered his entire worldview.
It was absurd.
Even a fifth-tier Void Beast—slaughtered in a single slash!
Just…
What kind of cultivation level was this?!
As the desert sands churned and colossal shadows emerged one after another, Wei Donghai’s heart leaped into his throat, his thoughts utterly paralyzed…
His vision was filled with only the laughing figure reaping lives with a blade!
His entire understanding of the world had been obliterated.
In this realm,
Void Beasts were spoken of with utmost caution by all major factions. Even the reclusive old monsters, though covetous, dared not let their guard down for a moment.
Yet now,
here was a man, alone, harvesting Void Beasts like crops!
The ease with which he cut them down was beyond comprehension—more terrifying than a tiger among sheep. Even witnessing it firsthand, Wei Donghai struggled to believe it was real.
A lifetime of experience and Dao-heart crumbled in an instant.
Stumbling to the ground, dazed,
Wei Donghai was utterly numb.
He forgot everything else, his eyes locked onto the horrifying spectacle of that figure swinging his blade. Overwhelmed with reverence, he abandoned all pretense of pride.
Any thought of maintaining the aloof demeanor of a master was gone. He didn’t even care why the Void Beasts had emerged en masse anymore!
All he could do was study those simple, unadorned blade strokes—each one brimming with profound Dao principles, captivating his very soul.
A single glance brought endless enlightenment!
Wei Donghai’s heart raced, his breath held in awe.
But alas,
his comprehension was limited. The Dao contained within those chopping motions was far too profound, impossible to grasp in such a short time.
In the blink of an eye, the battlefield was littered with corpses, the blade’s shadow gone.
Wei Donghai was filled with regret, yet he dared not ask for more.
In his sight,
the familiar figure approached excitedly, still wearing that same gentle, unassuming expression.
In one hand, a massive blade; in the other, a fistful of Dragon Whiskers.
A sincere, humble smile.
"Old man!"
"This haul is incredible! With so many Dragon Whiskers, we can feast for days. Let’s split them half and half!"
Faced with such down-to-earth warmth, devoid of any arrogance,
Wei Donghai was overcome with emotion.
Even now, this peerless expert carried himself like an ordinary junior, indifferent to fame, treating him with such kindness—even willing to share these priceless Dragon Whiskers.
Perhaps to this senior, the Dragon Whiskers were trivial, but to him, they were invaluable!
Such demeanor, such magnanimity—
it put him to shame.
This level of mastery was beyond his reach.
A true master…
This was what a true master looked like!
Once,
he and his peers had secluded themselves in the mountains, calling themselves hidden masters.
But now, after witnessing those terrifying blade techniques and this transcendent state of mind, Wei Donghai finally understood what it meant to return to simplicity—what a genuine peerless expert truly was.
Shame and honor warred within him. He could no longer afford any disrespect.
Hurriedly, he bowed in gratitude, his voice earnest.
"Senior, you flatter me. I dare not accept such a gift!"
The sudden bow left Yi Feng baffled.
Sheathing his blade, he glanced around—no one else was there.
Puzzled, he asked, "Old man, what’s this about? Why so formal all of a sudden? And calling me ‘senior’…?"
His tone was genuinely confused.
Wei Donghai raised his head respectfully. "Senior, your strength is unparalleled. To slay Void Beasts with such ease—of course, I must address you as senior."
"Oh, I see."
Yi Feng chuckled sheepishly, scratching his head. "It’s nothing, really. I’m just a Saint. No need for formalities—it feels too distant. Just call me Yi Feng."
"How could I dare?" Wei Donghai protested.
"Come on, it’s fine," Yi Feng waved it off, already distracted by the culinary possibilities of his haul. Should he braise or roast the Dragon Whiskers?
Neither seemed fitting—too casual for such ingredients.
They deserved something more ceremonial.
Meanwhile, Wei Donghai marveled at Yi Feng’s nonchalance.
This man’s mindset and power were leagues beyond them, embodying the pinnacle of "returning to simplicity."
Though he tried to follow Yi Feng’s request and address him by name, his attitude couldn’t help but brim with reverence.
"Here’s your share—thirty-six strands. Half each!" Yi Feng counted carefully, handing over a bundle. Though he couldn’t help feeling a twinge of melancholy at the modest portion.
Wei Donghai was deeply moved.
Accepting the Dragon Whiskers with trembling hands, he stammered, "Thank you… thank you, Broth—Yi Feng, for your generosity!"
Yi Feng smiled faintly. "No need to stand on ceremony. Pity there aren’t more—just enough for a few side dishes. Otherwise, we could’ve tried making Dragon Whisker noodles!"
Over a hundred dragon whiskers, including rare golden ones, and you're saying this still isn't enough?
Wei Donghai was stunned by the claim.
At the same time, his admiration for Yi Feng's discerning eye grew even deeper. He cautiously ventured a question:
"Brother Yi, may I ask what exactly is this 'dragon whisker noodle'?"
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