Yi Feng Delivers Charcoal in the Midst of Snow

"Ha ha," Yi Feng faintly smiled and took out a knife, saying, "Here, for you."

As soon as Yi Feng's words fell, the Qingshan Patriarch's blood swelled and he felt like he couldn't breathe.

Sure enough!

The senior had already seen through his intention of coming here. Without waiting for him to speak, he directly took out the knife.

Such great kindness.

It simply moved him to tears.

"Master Yi's great kindness, Qingshan is unforgettable." He solemnly and tremblingly took over the vegetable knife in Yi Feng's hand. The Qingshan Patriarch was so excited that he knelt down directly.

Next to him, Zhu Yun also reacted.

He finally understood that the knife the Qingshan Patriarch was talking about was this vegetable knife in front of him.

No wonder when the whole sect was worrying about the Xuanwu Patriarch, the Qingshan Patriarch, as the person involved, could still remain calm and say he was going to borrow a knife.

At first, he didn't think there was any knife that could match the 10 years of cultivation at the Martial King Realm, but now at first glance, his worries were all gone.

Following the Qingshan Patriarch, he also knelt down to Yi Feng.

"What are you doing? Get up quickly," Seeing them kneel down, Yi Feng hurried to help them both up.

But they stubbornly kowtowed heavily on the ground before they were willing to get up.

"Alas, why did you have to do this? It's just a vegetable knife!" Yi Feng lamented.

The reason why he gave the vegetable knife to the Qingshan Patriarch was because he had heard the Qingshan Patriarch yearn for having such a vegetable knife when they cooked together last time.

He could see that the Qingshan Patriarch longed to have a vegetable knife in his home. As it happened, he had made a new one, and the old one was no longer needed, so he simply gave it to the Qingshan Patriarch.

In this world, the rich flow with oil, while the poor are truly poor.

Especially people like Qingshan, who probably don't even have a decent vegetable knife at home. He didn't know how they usually cut vegetables, maybe they just twisted them directly with their hands...

Alas!

Thinking about it this way, Yi Feng could understand why they were so excited. For them, this knife was probably like a godsend in the snow!

"For Master Yi it is indeed just a vegetable knife, but for me it is simply a godsend!" Qingshan Patriarch said excitedly.

Sure enough.

Yi Feng sighed slightly, feeling quite heartbroken for the Qingshan Patriarch.

The Qingshan Patriarch carefully put away the vegetable knife, his gratitude to Yi Feng reaching for the sky.

He had originally thought that this trip to borrow a knife would be full of difficulties and obstacles. After all, it was a high-level artifact like this, and he and Yi Feng were just acquaintances. He really had no idea if the other party would be willing to lend it to him.

But who could have imagined that the senior would give him the knife without waiting for him to ask?

With this knife, he was fully confident in fighting the Xuanwu Patriarch. This not only saved him, the Qingshan Patriarch, but also saved his entire Qingshan Sect.

So it was by no means excessive to kneel down to Yi Feng.

After a long, long time, the two finally calmed down somewhat from the excitement, and were not as lost in joy as before.

"Master Yi, I, Qingshan, find it difficult to repay your kindness. Although I know my things are not worth mentioning to you, please still accept this." As he spoke, the Qingshan Patriarch took out a fiery red bead from his storage bag.

As the bead was taken out, the surrounding temperature kept rising.

"Master... uncle, the Flame Pearl!" Zhu Yun exclaimed, also not expecting that the Qingshan Patriarch would take out the treasure that protected the Qingshan Sect.

But on second thought, being able to borrow the precious knife from the senior, giving out a Flame Pearl was nothing.

"Master Yi, please be sure to accept it."

The Qingshan Patriarch bowed with both hands holding up the Flame Pearl to Yi Feng.

"This thing..."

Yi Feng looked over the Flame Pearl and found that it was red throughout, emitting a very high temperature from within. He didn't know which volcanic mole it had been dug out from either.

Of course, after all, this was a different world, and there were many such odd and bizarre things, so Yi Feng was not surprised. As a souvenir it was still quite nice.

"It looks quite pleasing when put on display, I like it very much, so I'll accept it." Yi Feng did not reject Qingshan either. He knew that Qingshan was a very polite person with character.

Such a person would not like to directly take benefits from others.

So if he refused, it would instead make the Qingshan Patriarch feel that he was looking down on his things.

Seeing Yi Feng accept it, the Qingshan Patriarch finally breathed a sigh of relief, though his face also showed some helplessness.

Before giving the gift, he had actually racked his brains a lot, thinking back and forth before deciding to take out this Flame Pearl. In his opinion, after all, it was the treasure that protected his Qingshan Sect. Even if it was nothing rare in this senior's eyes, it should still be enough to astonish him.

But the result was that in the senior's words, it was just a decorative item. This made the Qingshan Patriarch feel very frustrated.

Indeed, the difference in status and position also leads to a huge difference in horizons!

After thanking him repeatedly, the Qingshan Patriarch seemed to remember something and asked meaningfully, "Master Yi, I wonder what plans you have for the future? Could you reveal a little to me and my nephew?"

Hearing this, Zhu Yun also pricked up his ears.