The thousand-plus people surrounding the tea stall were completely dumbfounded. The two old men inside the stall were even more frightened out of their wits; even though they were right in the middle of it, it felt like an unbelievable dream.
The old patriarch tremblingly looked toward the City Lord, his voice quivering like a feeble mosquito.
This, this...
Why have your Excellencies come to our humble Qinghe Town...
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the crowd nervously looked over. A sense of tension, unsure if this brought fortune or disaster, shrouded the entire small town.
Even Chen Cangyun did not dare to speak up and answer without permission.
Only the Star Lord, sitting alone, quietly turned his head, looking toward the thatched cottage with eyes full of reverence.
We have no other intentions in coming here, only to accompany a senior to pay respects to Mr. Yi Feng.
As soon as these words came out, the entire scene suddenly fell into a dead silence.
Such a grand lineup, such a respectful attitude, were actually all for Mr. Yi. This truth was even more terrifying, setting off waves of shock that completely submerged everyone's hearts.
The myriad stars filling the sky right before their eyes were actually just for Mr. Yi alone?
Mr. Yi was actually so incredible...
The jaws of the thousands of men, women, and children nearly dropped to the ground!
The old patriarch only felt a chill run down his spine. Thinking of how he had once tried to instruct Yi Feng, he was so scared he didn't even dare to lift his head. Xu Fengyue and the others were still in shock; recalling various past events, their breathing grew increasingly heavy.
The most familiar with him, Wei Xiaowei, cried out involuntarily!
Mr... Mr. Yi?!
Suddenly, the young girl's eyes trembled incessantly. She subconsciously covered her mouth, but could hardly stop her dazed murmurs. The shock in her heart needed no words.
To think that Mr. Yi is such an incredible immortal...
And I always went to bother him, often bringing him food and clothes, which he never rejected. Thinking about it now, it's so embarrassing...
That kind of murmur was very faint.
Among the shocked crowd of thousands, it was almost imperceptible.
However, given the terrifying existences sitting in the tea stall, they naturally heard it loud and clear. Learning that this girl had a close relationship with Mr. Yi, even if she was just an ordinary woman, most of the experts couldn't help but size her up.
The Star Lord slightly lowered his eyes, a glint flashing through them.
He immediately smiled and looked at her with appreciation.
Little girl...
I see you have quite the affinity with the immortal path. I wonder if you have any intention of cultivating the Dao? If so, how about taking me as your master?
These soft words once again shocked everyone to the point of changing their expressions.
Let alone the astonishment of everyone in Qinghe Town, even the numerous bigwigs in the tea stall secretly revealed complex expressions. Some secretly sighed in pity, while others showed envy.
The delicate and ordinary Wei Xiaowei instantly became the focus of the scene.
She couldn't even dare to imagine that the Star Lord actually wanted to take her as a disciple. This kind of blessing was hard to come by even in a dream. At this moment, she couldn't react at all and could only stand blankly in place.
Fortunately, the old patriarch was quick-witted and hurriedly pulled her forward to kneel and bow.
P-paying respects to Master...
Good, good.
The Star Lord nodded with a smile. An excited atmosphere gradually spread through the scene. Everyone in Qinghe Town felt a sense of glory, and the joy washed away a trace of the previous tension.
Perhaps due to the joy of taking a disciple, the Star Lord became increasingly amiable, bestowing numerous treasures one after another. The other bigwigs also took action in succession, leaving the mayor and others in a state of trepidation and awe.
For a time, the pleasant surprise of a heaven-sent immortal destiny spread all around.
The old patriarch became thrilled, smiling continuously as he waited quietly to the side. Today could be called the highlight of his life, as well as a day of glory for several generations of Qinghe Town.
Such an opportunity was truly unprecedented!
Having cultivated for many years, the old patriarch saw many things more clearly. At this moment, he knew better than anyone that the Lords definitely granted these generous gifts out of respect for Mr. Yi's face.
While the commoners secretly discussed their pleasant surprises, the old patriarch and the various bigwigs in the tea stall looked toward the thatched cottage with indescribable reverence shining in their eyes.
Inside the highly anticipated thatched cottage, however, it was exceptionally peaceful.
In the small courtyard.
Yi Feng sat by the stone table, slowly pouring tea for himself. His elegant movements were pleasing to the eye, as perfect as a painting.
Accompanying him was the Lord of Yuan Star, Gu Daofang, whose eyes were filled with reverence, not daring to show the slightest discourtesy.
After a few words of greeting.
He smiled, cupped his hands, and took the clear tea, taking the opportunity to express his thanks with a sigh.
Thank you, Senior.
That sword strike of yours at the Cangyuan Hall last time was truly terrifying. This junior still remembers it vividly to this day. To have the fortune of seeing Senior's graceful bearing remain exactly the same today is truly my great honor.
For the dignified Lord of Yuan Star to sit here so stiffly and speak so humbly, if outsiders were to see this, it would be enough to shock them for thousands of years.
However.
At this moment, there was no one else in the small courtyard, and Yi Feng merely sat there calmly, as tranquil as if he were meeting an ordinary person. Looking up and seeing the other party's expectant look, he had already seen through a lot. Out of courtesy, he softly replied.
You have come from afar; presumably, there is some matter you wish to discuss. Please speak freely.
The reverence in Gu Daofang's eyes deepened, and he hurriedly stood up to bow.
Senior's eyes are as bright as torches; this junior is extremely full of admiration.
To tell the truth, I am somewhat ashamed to bring this up. This junior shouldn't have come to disturb your peace, but unfortunately, this matter concerns the rise, fall, and very survival of all living beings on Yuan Star. I had no choice but to brazenly come and bother you.
I hope Senior will forgive me and allow this junior to report everything.
Hearing these words, Yi Feng knew that this was definitely no small matter.
Seeing Gu Daofang's anxious and respectful waiting posture again, he helplessly let out a soft sigh.
Sigh...
Peace and quiet were ultimately hard to maintain.
A moment of ease was truly too brief. This simplest, ordinary happiness was destined not to last long. Ever since Chen Cangyun brought trouble to his doorstep, this peace had been hard to come by.
Yi Feng had long anticipated this, but he hadn't expected the tranquility to be broken so quickly.
But since things had come to this, and the other party had already spoken and pleaded so respectfully, taking on a bit more trouble didn't matter much.
Yi Feng nodded slightly and reached out a hand in invitation.
Sit down and speak.
Hearing this, Gu Daofang's eyes revealed a pleasant surprise. He bowed, hurriedly sat down, and spoke.
Thank you, Senior.
As Senior can clearly see, many terrifying auras have recently appeared on my Yuan Star. Not only are these auras very unfamiliar, but they are also exceptionally tyrannical. A few of them are not even weaker than this junior.
Out of consideration for the stability of Yuan Star, this junior tracked these auras for several days and even managed to find one of the targets by following an aura. Who knew that the mysterious dark figure would be so formidable? This junior exchanged a blow with him and we were evenly matched. In the blink of an eye, he had already escaped without a trace. Even if this junior wanted to pursue him again, there was no longer any trail...
Speaking to the end, Gu Daofang's face showed a heavy expression. He waited quietly and looked over, a trace of shame appearing in the depths of his eyes, as if it were somewhat hard to speak of.
Yi Feng put down the teacup in his hand and replied indifferently.
So, you came from afar just to have me hunt down that mysterious dark figure?

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)

tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...