Everyone was instantly petrified!
Especially when they saw the piece of xuan paper in Yi Feng's hand torn in half and crumpled into a ball, they felt heartbroken and bled in pain!
This Kirin Painting was worth a treasure comparable to an Emperor Treasure. If it got out, who knew how many cultivators would desperately fight for it.
However, this extremely valuable painting was directly torn in half by this person.
Ruined!
And he did this simply because his stomach felt uncomfortable and he used it as toilet paper.
To put it more bluntly, he used a painting comparable to an Emperor Treasure as toilet paper to wipe his butt...
This was simply a waste of precious resources!
Everyone took a long time to recover from the shock. After reacting, they suddenly realized there was still a large pile of similar xuan paper.
"Can we take a look?" The Fifth Elder stammered.
"It should be okay, I think. When the expert left just now, he said we could take a look at our leisure," Yun Xian Que said nervously.
As soon as his voice fell, everyone swarmed to the xuan paper.
Picking up a sheet, it was a landscape painting.
Everyone was instantly drawn in, as if they were in the scene. What was even more shocking was that the painting contained powerful artistic conception, just a glance seemed to benefit them tremendously. If they pondered it for a long time after hanging it at home, they would likely gain unimaginable benefits.
Then they picked up another sheet of xuan paper, which was painted with a Xuanwu divine beast.
Just one look, and they felt a heavy pressure. It was another painting comparable to the Kirin Painting!
Then they picked up another sheet, with four lines of big words written on it.
Grasping the sun and moon, plucking the stars!
None in the world compares to me!
Stepping on the sky, breaking through the universe!
For eternity, I stand alone!
Seeing these four lines, everyone sucked in their breath without exception. It was as if they saw this person's peerless and unrivaled attitude of looking down on the world in the verses...
Could this...
Truly be a portrait of this person?
The value of all the other xuan paper they picked up was exceptionally terrifying, not inferior to the previous Kirin Painting at all.
"Phew!"
Everyone exchanged looks, clearly seeing the shock in each other's eyes.
In this treasure-filled Martial Arts Hall, they were from major sects yet felt like country bumpkins entering the city, their horizons instantly expanded.
In comparison, the treasures they prided themselves on seemed like nothing in this Martial Arts Hall.
"Everyone, sorry for the wait," Yi Feng said with a smile as he finished washing his hands and walked over. Then, to everyone's shock, he picked up another sheet of xuan paper to dry his hands before casually throwing it in the trash can.
Seeing the crumpled xuan paper thrown away, everyone's hearts raced.
Their hearts ached.
"Sir, this paper?"
Shu Qin Hua finally couldn't help asking.
"Oh this? It's just ordinary xuan paper I used to practice calligraphy and painting on. I was going to throw them away after finishing as it would be wasteful, but decided to keep them to use as toilet paper or wipe my hands and tables," Yi Feng explained with a smile.
Hearing this, everyone's hearts thudded.
That meant that every time this person used the toilet or wiped his hands, he would use up two sheets of xuan paper comparable to Emperor Treasures?
What the heck was this standard?
Even if they pooled everything from their top major sects in Nansha, it probably wouldn't compare to the value of one or two sheets of xuan paper.
In other words, every time this person used the toilet, he wiped away the foundation of an entire sect?
Damn!
One shock after another left everyone's minds in a mess.
"Oh right, my disciple, are there any more spicy sticks at home? Help bring me a plate," Yi Feng called out.
Soon, Zhong Qing brought up a small plate of spicy sticks.
Seeing Zhong Qing, everyone immediately focused their gaze on him. Because when Zhong Qing walked out, they felt their blood stop flowing, as if this boy's bloodline naturally suppressed them.
At the same time, he also seemed to contain tremendous power within him.
Although his specific cultivation level was unclear, he was probably as terrifying as that!
At least at the level of a Martial Saint.
Or even Martial Emperor!
"Forgot to introduce, my one and only disciple. He looks young but is already sixteen," Yi Feng said with a smile.
Already sixteen!?
Everyone's eyeballs almost popped out. What the heck did he mean by "already sixteen"?
Reaching this level of cultivation at sixteen instantly made Fifth Elder and the others feel their faces flush hotly. These so-called proud geniuses felt like a joke compared to this boy who was so amazing at sixteen!
As expected.
Not bad for this person's disciple.
"Come come, have something to eat. I don't have anything nice to treat you with, just some homemade snacks. Please try them," Yi Feng said, reaching out his hand with a smile.
Hearing this, everyone looked at the spicy sticks.
They wanted to decline at first, since they were already fasting, but remembering this was his invitation, each person took one and tried it.
However, when the spicy sticks entered their mouths...
Everyone's bodies shook violently.
Clearly, they all sensed tremendous benefits and massive energy contained within the plain-looking snack.
This ordinary-looking tidbit was comparable to top-tier medicinal pills!
Everyone was stunned.
They never imagined the snacks this person brought out would be so shocking too.
Simply treasures everywhere!
Although everyone wanted to try a second stick, they didn't dare, afraid Yi Feng would reprimand them for greed.
Seeing their abnormal reactions and how they only ate one without taking more, Yi Feng frowned.
He took a small bite himself.
Sure enough, after sitting out for so long, the taste really wasn't as good.
"Sorry for the offense, these have been sitting for too long. I should throw them away," Yi Feng apologetically said before picking up the plate and whistling, "Wang Cai, come here!"
Hearing this, the dog digging a hole hurried over.
"Devouring Demon Wolf!"
"The Demon Lord?"
Everyone was dumbfounded. Most shocking of all, the Demon Lord's Devouring Demon Wolf was being kept as a pet by this person?
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