Dreamscape

In the blink of an eye, several days had passed.

The turmoil on Shadow Island had subsided. Dance music echoed across the plaza once more, and everywhere was a scene of bustling activity. The hearts of the people gradually settled down, returning to their usual confident and joyous atmosphere.

However, after this minor interlude, many people began to miss the gentleman's name, and even numerous personal disciples began to miss their master who had not shown his face for a long time.

Some guessed that Yi Feng was at the end of the endless sea of stars, while others believed he was cultivating bitterly in some supreme secret realm. There were even those who firmly believed that Yi Feng had already transcended this world.

Whether it was the many disciples or the diverse crowds of Shadow Island, everyone regarded Yi Feng as a supreme existence, making it difficult to pinpoint his whereabouts.

No one had ever thought that Yi Feng was actually right here on Cloud Star.

Just less than a hundred million miles away from Shadow Island, in a hidden little village.

It was early afternoon, and the sun was shining brightly.

Yi Feng had not been up for long. Having just eaten lunch, he was sitting under a tree at the village entrance, basking in the sun. Man Man was quietly munching on grass to the side, drawing the curious gaze of the returning Zui Wuya.

"Brother Yi, what kind of immortal beast is this?"

Wei Donghai also looked curious, stepping forward to examine it from all angles.

"This immortal beast... why does it look more and more like a giant snail the longer I look at it? This thing is so slow, what use could it possibly have?"

The two old men, carrying bamboo baskets on their backs, stepped closer and began to critique it, completely unaware of the strong stench of manure coming from behind them, where a cloud of hot green gas was fermenting and dissipating.

They had only looked closely for a few breaths.

The antennae on Man Man's head trembled slightly, and then with a whoosh, it turned into a streak of light and disappeared into Yi Feng's ring.

Well, that did it.

The two became even more curious and approached Yi Feng, still carrying the manure on their backs!

Yi Feng hurriedly pinched his nose, terror in his eyes!

"Stop!"

The two paused at the sound, finally remembering the baskets on their backs. They laughed dryly and bowed from a distance.

"Brother Yi, please excuse us..."

"We were just curious. In our excitement, we forgot about the treasures on our backs. We hope Brother Yi won't take offense."

Yi Feng had done them a great favor and even gifted them a great sword. Naturally, the two were exceptionally polite to him. Having unintentionally offended him just now, they looked embarrassed.

Looking at their good-natured appearances, Yi Feng secretly shook his head in helplessness.

These two older brothers were pretty good people.

In the past, Yi Feng had a good relationship with them. They had taken him to find Dragon Beard Noodles. Recently, hearing that Fu Nantian was digging up manure in his backyard to strive for strength, making the surroundings foul-smelling, they even found a house for Yi Feng to stay in temporarily.

In terms of moral character and temperament, there was nothing to complain about.

Unfortunately, they had recently become truly obsessed, insisting on finding some manure to comprehend the Great Dao.

Who knew whose nonsense they had believed...

Faced with such awkward apologies from good friends, Yi Feng did not know whether to laugh or cry, and could only wave his hand magnanimously.

"It is fine."

"We are all friends, it is understandable to have different hobbies. However, I still want to advise you, it is best to stop collecting manure. I am afraid this stuff is of no use."

The two martial brothers looked at each other upon hearing this, the smiles in their eyes growing thicker.

Looking at their posture, it seemed they disagreed with Yi Feng's words and were about to say a few words in defense.

Right at this moment.

The village suddenly erupted into chaos!

Hearing a few loud bangs, the ground trembled slightly, startling many people. Even the Ancient Saint Luo Hongfei, who had not shown his face recently, appeared at the village entrance covered in the smell of manure.

A group of old brothers had not yet figured out what happened, all wearing confused expressions.

Immediately after, they saw Fu Nantian fleeing through the air.

Behind him, several beautiful women who still retained their charm were frantically chasing him through the air, covering their noses with looks of disgust while cursing incessantly!

"Fu Nantian, you stop right there!"

"I was wondering why no meals have been delivered for the past few days. It turns out you have been secretly meeting with other people, and recently you have even been messing around with manure at home! Are you worthy of the vows you made back then?!"

"You surnamed Fu, did you not say I was the only one in this life? Why are you still tangled up with these vixens!"

"I am the only one!"

"You do not get to say, let Fu Nantian say it!"

The curses of the beautiful women grew more and more intense, gradually developing into angry glares at each other. Before they even caught up to Fu Nantian, it seemed there were already signs of internal strife.

Fortunately, this group of people finally went far away, and the noisy commotion could be considered to have subsided.

Under the big tree at the village entrance.

Yi Feng and the group of old brothers clicked their tongues in wonder, having eaten their fill of this gossip.

"Older brothers, who are these older sisters?"

"Good question, Brother Yi. I want to know too..."

"That female cultivator in the long purple dress, how come I have never seen her before?"

"This old man has never seen the one in the black dress either, but she still has some charm left..."

"I did not expect Fu Nantian, this lapdog, to be so capable, actually fawning over so many at the same time. His cultivation base is only so-so, yet he has such ability. What an indestructible golden waist!"

"Could this be what they mean by fawning over one makes you a dog, fawning over ten makes you a mastiff?"

"Who cares, it has nothing to do with us anyway. This old man still has to go dry manure, please excuse me first..."

After a bout of quiet discussion, everyone was filled with emotion.

Ancient Saint Luo Hongfei seemed to have already immersed himself in the Dao of Manure, leaving in the blink of an eye. The rest followed suit, eagerly returning to their busy work.

Seeing that there was no one else around to bother him, it should have been a good time to bask in the sun. However, the smell of manure permeated the air, defiling the last piece of pure land, making it impossible to stand quietly.

Yi Feng could only pinch his nose, sigh silently, and return to his residence.

Strangely enough.

Not long after he returned, drowsiness struck again. Recently, his body seemed to grow increasingly exhausted, making it hard to control himself, and he unconsciously fell into a deep slumber.

Vaguely, Yi Feng suddenly found himself in a truly epic battle. The experts were as countless as the vast sea, and supreme mighty figures could destroy stars with a wave of their hands!

In the battlefield, the sounds of slaughter shook the universe, blood and tears intertwining in the endless river of time!

Under everyone's gaze.

Yi Feng realized he was actually standing at the highest point, involuntarily raising his arms and shouting, leading a massive army into the sea of stars!

"Kill!!!"

The heaven-shaking shout echoed in his ears, making his hair stand on end!

Suddenly!

Yi Feng jolted awake, sitting up on the soft couch with a look of shock and doubt. He looked down at his hands, as if the residual strength from raising his arms and shouting was still there.

It was as if everything had truly happened!

Only after a long while.

He subconsciously looked back at the simple furnishings in the room, finally realizing it was a dream.

Yi Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled softly to himself.

"Phew..."

"So it was just a false alarm."

"Come to think of it, even if my cultivation is very strong now, it is impossible to be that strong, let alone have that kind of supreme status. It seems I have just been really tired lately."

Even so, Yi Feng could not help but recall the dream from just now. There seemed to be a few silhouettes in his mind that felt incredibly familiar, making him feel as though he had seen them somewhere before...