He who misbehaves is doomed.

"Nearly a hundred?!"

"That's absolutely impossible!"

Just as he was struck with shock and disbelief, Zhao Fuquan sneered coldly and lowered his gaze.

"Sect Leader Lu, even now you refuse to see the truth. A man like you could never lead a sect to prosperity!"

As his stern voice echoed, the Grand Elder stepped forward.

At the sight of this greatest traitor, Lu Renkuang rose to his feet, gnashing his teeth in fury.

"Song Yutai!"

"You treacherous dog!"

Elder Song didn’t even glance at him, instead presenting a manual to Xu Baichuan.

"Sect Leader."

"These are the latter three forms of the 'Absolute Blade Six Techniques.' Mastering them will greatly enhance one's blade path!"

Luo Baichuan smiled and accepted the manual.

"Good, very good."

Watching this collusion, Lu Renkuang was so enraged that blood seeped from the corners of his lips.

"Treacherous dogs!"

"After all the trust I placed in you!"

The moment his curses rang out, Elder Song suddenly turned on him.

"Trust?"

"When have you ever trusted anyone?!"

"For centuries, I’ve endured your arrogance and conceit!"

"For millennia, every major decision in the sect was dictated by your whims. When we begged you to seek an audience with Master Yi, did you ever listen? Were we supposed to let our own opportunities slip away just to keep suffering under your tyranny?"

"I’ve poured my heart and soul into this sect for centuries—what have I gained in return? This manual is nothing but what I rightfully deserve!"

As his tirade erupted, other elders of the Mad Blade Heaven Sect joined in.

"Even now, you refuse to see reason!"

"Since joining another sect, we’ve gained more in days than we did in millennia under you. The two sect leaders treat us with respect—unlike you!"

"You berate and belittle us, treating us like slaves, yet dare speak of trust?"

"You never listen, stubborn and self-righteous to the core. No wonder you’ve always been the eternal second!"

The barrage of insults finally made Lu Renkuang cough up a mouthful of blood.

"Pfft—!"

The words "eternal second" struck a fatal blow to his pride.

As the elders tore into him, the truth became painfully clear. Recalling the earlier divination, Lu Renkuang’s heart shuddered.

An opportunity…

Could Master Yi truly have been the destined opportunity he missed?

It had been right before him.

Yet, blinded by personal grudges, he had dismissed the elders’ pleas, letting the chance slip away.

Now, he stood utterly alone.

Looking at the furious elders, Lu Renkuang felt a bitter mix of emotions. Sensing their vastly improved cultivation, regret gnawed at him.

And when he turned to the two sect leaders…

He couldn’t even perceive their cultivation anymore—they had left him far behind!

In just a few days,

The once-second strongest on the island had fallen to mediocrity.

Such a heavenly opportunity, wasted before his very eyes!

Lu Renkuang felt as though the sky had collapsed.

Staring blankly, his face aged centuries in an instant.

"The heavens mock me… The heavens mock me!"

"Thud—"

His legs gave way, and he slumped to the ground.

The staggering disparity crushed him. The more he thought, the deeper his regret—the more unbearable it became. Clenching his teeth, his eyes reddened with fury.

Watching his pitiful state,

The two sect leaders and the crowd sighed in sympathy.

To miss such an opportunity…

No one could endure that, let alone someone as prideful as Lu Renkuang.

In Sunlight Island, where demons and monsters lurked everywhere, tragedies were common. But a fall this tragic was unheard of—and entirely his own doing.

Once rivals, they now couldn’t help but pity him.

Under their gazes of pity, Lu Renkuang forced himself to stand, humiliation burning in his chest.

For millennia, he had prided himself on never bowing to anyone. Even now, knowing he was wrong, he couldn’t bring himself to yield.

Lowering his head, he clenched his fists and forced out a stiff salute.

"Gentlemen!"

"I, Lu Renkuang, keep my word. I shall leave Sunlight Island at once—the Mad Blade Heaven Sect is hereby dissolved!"

Before the two sect leaders could respond, Lu Renkuang, face flushed with shame, tore through space and vanished.

The sect leaders exchanged stunned glances.

After a moment, an inexplicable sorrow settled over them.

"Ah… He brought this upon himself."

"His arrogance was his downfall. Let this be a lesson for us all…"

Amid the sighs, the lakeside fell silent.

Until Yi Feng arrived to check on their progress.

Only then did laughter return to the shore, reverence thicker than ever.

"Greetings, Master!"

"Master, we’ve caught fish!"

Seeing Old Man Xu and Luo Pengfei eagerly approach, Yi Feng felt a flicker of anticipation. But upon closer inspection, they had only a few tiny fish.

Yi Feng shook his head in disappointment.

"These are too small. Best to release them."

The two elders flushed with embarrassment, hesitating.

Yi Feng patiently explained.

"If you let the small ones go now, they’ll grow bigger for later. These little ones can also spawn more fish—this is sustainable fishing. Releasing them is a virtuous act."

"Who knows? Maybe a bigger catch awaits you soon."

His profound words lingered, leaving the crowd in deep thought.

While Master Yi could generously release small fish, Lu Renkuang—a mere small fry himself—had been too arrogant to see the bigger picture.

This was the difference in vision and wisdom.

From now on, they must learn to broaden their horizons!

Heeding the teachings, everyone focused intently on fishing once more.

Yet, to their surprise, it didn’t take long before a massive fish took the bait!

Exclamations erupted by the lakeside, the atmosphere electrifying.

The two sect leaders shouted excitedly, their reverence for Yi Feng growing even deeper.

Every word from the master was pure wisdom.

Truly, he was an unfathomable divine being!

With yet another bountiful fishing haul,

under Elder Liu’s gaze full of bitter resentment, the group returned joyfully to the grand estate to celebrate. The feast lasted until midnight, while the fall of the Mad Blade Heavenly Sect sent shockwaves throughout Sunlight Island.

In the Treasure Pavilion,

Lu Xinlan put away the jade slip, her beautiful eyes trembling with astonishment.

"Elder Chen, given Yi Feng’s extraordinary abilities, our failure to pay him an early visit might have been a grave oversight..."

Chen Jiudao’s expression darkened as he stroked his beard thoughtfully.

"This matter has also caught me off guard."

"With Yi Feng’s cultivation, annihilating the Mad Blade Heavenly Sect would be no challenge. But to win over hearts so effortlessly—his methods far exceed my expectations."

"Many are now engrossed in fishing, yet they are merely the fish themselves."

Lu Xinlan’s shock deepened.

"Elder Chen, what do you mean?"

Chen Jiudao narrowed his eyes, his face solemn.

"If my speculation holds, this Yi Feng is treating the entire island as his lake, using opportunities as bait. He’s playing a long game, angling to rename Sunlight Island under his rule!"

The moment these words were spoken, Lu Xinlan gasped, covering her lips in disbelief.