The kitchen knives in Sir's kitchen are holy.

Lu DaSheng was so frightened by this shout that he almost ascended to heaven. If his legs hadn't been clamped together tightly, his pants would probably have been soaked through. At this moment, Yi Feng's face was full of confusion. This Lu DaSheng had first come swaggering arrogantly, then knelt on the ground and cast aside a broken ring - he must be a lunatic!

Finally, Lu DaSheng shakily turned his head, wiping the sweat from his face, and with heavy footsteps walked back towards Yi Feng.

"Just what are you doing?" Yi Feng asked in a low voice.

"I...I...I...I really came to deliver something!" Lu DaSheng said in a voice choked with sobs.

"Deliver something?"

"Deliver your f**king mother!"

Yi Feng gave a cold laugh. Although this Lu DaSheng's behavior was very unreasonable, his previous attitude made it clear he was not a good person.

"I...I..."

Cold sweat beaded Lu DaSheng's forehead. How could he dare admit he had come to cause trouble? He could only stutter indistinctly, unable to get any words out for half the day.

"Sir."

Just then, three figures walked over deferentially - it was precisely Wu Yonghong and the other two.

"Three martial lords?"

The stuttering Lu DaSheng suddenly opened his eyes wide when he saw Wu Yonghong and the others. Martial emperor masters were already top-level existences in South Sha, and martial lords were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. Usually even searching with lanterns wouldn't turn up any.

Yet here, in front of this martial arts hall, three had gathered all of a sudden!

The similarly nervous Lu Qingshan was also slightly shocked, but he did not lose composure. After coming into contact with them frequently, he had long become immune. Seeing three martial lord masters here with the sir was a perfectly normal matter, it seemed.

After all, he had personally witnessed that terrifying black-robed figure, who was still struggling desperately under the sir's foot. Compared to him, what were three martial lords?

But Wu Yonghong and the other two merely gave Lu Qingshan and Lu DaSheng a glance, not paying them any more attention. In their eyes, these two people were still not worth noticing.

However, the arrival of the three temporarily gave Lu DaSheng a breath of relief, because Yi Feng's attention had shifted to them.

"It's you three!"

Yi Feng greeted them, "How come you have time to come over today?"

"Sir, it's us. Last time when we were in the mountains, didn't you say that there was a piece of barren land behind your martial arts hall that needed reclaiming, and asked us to come help?" Wu Yonghong said respectfully.

"That's right, that's right."

Yi Feng slapped his forehead, only just recalling, "That's right, I did intend to reclaim that barren land."

"It's like this, Sir. My two old friends here would also like to come along. What do you think?" Wu Yonghong continued.

As he spoke, Sun Zhuge and Chu Kuangshi behind him immediately looked over hopefully.

"They want to come along too? Alright then."

Yi Feng thought briefly, then nodded. Seeing the hopeful looks in these two people's eyes, it was evident they also wanted to come earn some food money. One could understand that farmers had it hard making a living. Moreover, that land of his was not small, and Old Wu would be shorthanded working it alone.

"Good good good, thank you Sir, thank you Sir."

Hearing this, the three old fellows immediately beamed with smiles.

Seeing their reaction, Yi Feng sighed inwardly that life was truly difficult for people at the bottom rungs. It was just reclaiming a barren land, yet they were so excited. So he added, "For the payment, I'll directly give you three 100 gold coins, even if you finish it in one day."

"No problem, no problem!"

Wu Yonghong and the other two nodded vigorously, not having any objection to the 100 gold coins Yi Feng mentioned, and not trying to haggle. After all, they understood clearly that this person had descended into the mundane world to play, so paying them 100 coins for appearance's sake was reasonable.

"Alright, if there's no problem, did you bring your tools?" Yi Feng asked.

"Uh..."

Wu Yonghong and the others looked at each other awkwardly, revealing embarrassed expressions.

"Never mind, it's fine, I have them here," Yi Feng glanced at them, "Just wait here for now."

Then under their waiting gaze, he went into the inner room. Shortly after, he came out holding a rake hoe, a hoe, and a spade.

However, when they saw these three iron tools, Wu Yonghong and the others, as well as the quivering Lu DaSheng, couldn't help gasping and almost became dumbstruck.

He had actually directly taken out three saint artifacts!

"One each for you three!" Yi Feng held them out and said.

"Giving, giving them, to us?"

Wu Yonghong and the other two looked at each other, their voices stuttering, and their palms trembling at this moment.

"How else would you work?" Yi Feng rolled his eyes at them and said, "Use them for now, I still have more if they get damaged."

Sss!

"Still... still more?"

These words nearly scared Wu Yonghong and the others' hearts out of their chests.

Sir had so many saint artifacts that he had them to spare?

Moreover, for just reclaiming a barren land, he had even used three saint artifacts. Such generosity, tsk tsk...

But Lu Qingshan was not too shocked. Instead he even revealed a look as if seeing country bumpkins. Although his own strength was lower than these three, the horizons he had broadened under the sir could not be compared. Using saint artifacts for farming work amounted to nothing. Even the kitchen knives for chopping vegetables in the sir's kitchen were saint artifacts!