“Shut up!”
Seeing the faces of these people, as if the gentleman owed them something, Pork Rong's face became angry.
“Where do you get the nerve to be so self-important?”
“And when did the gentleman ever ask you bunch of trash to receive him?”
“Do you even deserve it?”
The aura of the Martial Emperor suddenly emerged, shocking them into immediately closing their mouths.
“I'll warn you guys one more time today!”
Pork Rong's voice rang out again.
“The gentleman is a peerless master, his cultivation has long reached the realm of Returning to Simplicity. So the gentleman who has Returned to Simplicity no longer has much interest in cultivation, he came to the mortal realm only to experience the life of mortals!”
"So by the gentleman's order, starting today, we will not allow any cultivators, any sects, or anything related to cultivation to appear within his sight."
"And if anyone violates this and destroys the gentleman's experience of mortal life, no matter who it is, the six of us will personally take action..."
"And destroy them!"
As he spoke, Pork Rong waved his palm, and the previous cultivators who had shamelessly asked for an opportunity instantly exploded into a rain of blood that drifted down.
"Get lost!"
Pork Rong yelled loudly.
The people were so frightened that they trembled and did not dare ask for any more opportunities, retreating in succession.
"Miss Li."
But Li Yihan had just flown out a short distance when Uncle Wang's voice came from behind.
Li Yihan's body shuddered, and she hastily looked back nervously.
"You said you would accompany us for a few more days, if you suddenly leave, it will be hard for us to explain to the gentleman." Uncle Wang said with a smile.
Li Yihan's face turned ashen, full of despair, were they going to settle accounts after autumn?
Seeing this, Uncle Wang smiled and said, "Miss Li, don't worry, we and the gentleman are just mortals, we won't do anything to you."
"Mortals..."
Hearing these words, Li Yihan felt strangely complicated, but her heart also relaxed a little. She then apprehensively followed along.
After a night passed.
The red sun slowly rose, it was another good weather day.
Pork Rong and the others, who were sitting cross-legged, opened their eyes and glanced north.
There, many cultivators had gathered, but they didn't dare come closer than a few miles away.
The few didn't bother with them anymore.
As long as they didn't disturb the gentleman's experience of mortal life, they wouldn't care about these people.
Nearby, Li Yihan carefully glanced at these few people.
Last night could be said to have been spent in nervous terror.
Just then, a cowslip flower suddenly stretched out in front of her again.
"Beauty, are you interested in accompanying me, to watch the sunrise..." Lu Benwei held a flower in one hand, and leaned against a nearby tree with the other. His right foot idly tapped the ground in a carefree manner, his voice teasing.
Li Yihan's face changed in shock, and she suddenly stood up.
"Sen...senior, I dare not, I, I, how could I possibly deserve you..."
Li Yihan said flusteredly.
If it weren't for the scene from last night, she definitely wouldn't have looked kindly on this. But remembering that this person had directly beaten the emperor-level Flood Dragon back into its original form, she couldn't easily remain calm in the face of him.
"What's undeserving, could it be that this young master's impressiveness last night still hasn't conquered you?" Lu Benwei stuck out his chest and raised his head arrogantly.
"No...not that."
Li Yihan explained in a panic, at a momentary loss for what to do.
But just then, a sudden kick came flying over out of nowhere, kicking the Lu Benwei who had thought himself suave flat on the ground.
"You dog!"
It was Yi Feng, who had just woken up and hadn't fully shaken off his sleepiness yet, but when he saw this scene his eyes immediately lit up with anger.
"Miss Li, are you alright?" Yi Feng apologetically asked.
"I...I, I'm fine." Li Yihan stuttered a reply.
Yi Feng's brows furrowed.
Look, this wretched skeleton had frightened the poor girl, and she was a cultivator at that.
In anger, Yi Feng picked up a rock and chased after Lu Benwei until Lu Benwei had run off without a trace while hopping on one foot. Only then did Yi Feng angrily hurry back to camp.
"Oh?"
"What a big snake."
When he returned, Yi Feng suddenly noticed a dead snake on the ground, and his eyes immediately lit up.
"Hehe, sir, got it for you last night as you ordered."
Uncle Wang said with a foolish smile.
"Good stuff, I said this place must have good game!" Yi Feng immediately rolled up his sleeves and started preparing it, saying as he did so: "My mouth has nearly forgotten the taste of meat these past few days. I'll have snake soup for breakfast this morning. It is rightly said that breakfast should be good, lunch full, and dinner light."
Nearby.
Li Yihan's body suddenly shuddered, and her red lips couldn't help parting open.
Eat...
Eat, eat, demon emperor?
Uncle Wang walked over with a foolish smile, patting her on the shoulder and smilingly saying: "Stay calm, you'll get used to it."
Get used to it...
Li Yihan's teeth chattered uncontrollably.
"Who's going to go gather some firewood?" Yi Feng called out at this time.
"I'll go."
Li Yihan immediately stood up and said. In front of these people, every moment felt like sitting on pins and needles, and of course she didn't dare let anyone else do such menial tasks.
"Alright, then Miss Li I'll trouble you, Doggo go with Miss Li to keep her company." Yi Feng instructed.
"Woof..."
Doggo barked and followed along with Li Yihan.
The person and dog went towards the nearby woods, leaving Yi Feng and the others' line of sight. Only then did Li Yihan finally relax a little.
"Phew!"
"It's really too oppressive in front of these masters."
As she spoke, Li Yihan looked towards Ao Qing and squatted down to stroke his fur, softly saying: "Only in front of you can I relax a little."
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