As soon as he saw, Yi Feng was grabbing Lu Benwei's black robe and stomping on it with his feet, one kick after another.
"Woo woo woo..."
"Master, I was wrong, I was wrong, I will never dare again."
Lu Benwei no longer had the kind of leisurely appearance he had before. He was hugging Yi Feng's thighs and letting out crying sounds.
This scene. It simply stunned Huang Wujing and the Water Element to the point of petrification.
Was this still the same nonchalant person who had subdued the Water Element so obediently? In front of Yi Feng, he was actually so lowly?
And Yi Feng?
With the thought of this, Huang Wujing felt his mind shake tremendously!
In order to verify his guess in his heart, he could no longer hold back. Finally he plucked up the courage to walk towards Yi Feng.
"Old..."
He smacked his lips, finding that he didn't quite dare to continue calling Yi Feng little brother.
Yi Feng, however, after kicking Lu Benwei over, asked with a gentle smile: "Brother, do you have something?"
"I..."
Huang Wujing didn't know how to speak. Amidst the nervousness in his heart, he took out the small wooden carving Yi Feng had given him and asked, "I want to ask you, where exactly did this wood carving come from?"
"Brother, seeing your memory, didn't I say I carved it myself?" Yi Feng smiled.
Huang Wujing was shocked in his heart.
Although Yi Feng had indeed told him before that he had carved it himself, he thought it was just something Yi Feng had casually come up with, so he didn't take it to heart at all.
But at this moment, with Yi Feng reaffirming that this woodcarving was carved by him, he had no choice but to consider its authenticity.
It was just that he still found it somewhat unbelievable.
Could this young man, who had been with him day and night and looked extremely gentle, really be a peerless master?
"What's the matter, brother? Did something go wrong?"
Yi Feng casually took over the little woodcarving from Huang Wujing's hand. Then suddenly realized and said apologetically: "It actually cracked. I'm really sorry, brother."
Yi Feng looked rather embarrassed.
This wood carving was carved when he first started learning carving. The materials and techniques used were not very good.
"How about this, brother, I'll give you a few more." Yi Feng casually threw the Big Baby on the ground.
However.
Yi Feng's casual words instantly stunned Huang Wujing.
"You... Do you have more?"
He said with a flushed neck.
"Of course there are. These aren't rare things. I still have six more here. Together with the one I gave you before, they are a set."
As he spoke, Yi Feng fumbled in his arms and took out all the other Calabash Brothers, holding them in his hands and handing them to Huang Wujing with a smile: "Come on, brother, they're all yours."
Seeing this scene, Huang Wujing gasped and trembled in his extended hands.
Looking at the handful of Calabash Brothers in Yi Feng's hands, he felt extremely unbelievable. How could such powerful items have so many that can be casually brought out?
It was simply too terrible.
And at this moment, he also completely confirmed Yi Feng's identity as a master.
Because one Calabash Brother might accidentally have come into Yi Feng's possession, but it cannot be that so many Calabash Brothers happened to come into his hands unintentionally.
Involuntarily, he had a bitter smile.
He had always been unwilling to reveal his identity in front of Yi Feng, for fear that his identity would scare Yi Feng. But damn it, now it looks like that's not the case at all!
It turned out that in the relationship between the two, Huang Wujing was the little brother!
Yi Feng was the big brother who was afraid to speak of his identity for fear of scaring him!
With the thought of this, Huang Wujing flushed bright red, feeling no place for himself before Yi Feng.
What was even more ridiculous was that he had even given Yi Feng a jade pendant to protect his life. He didn't know that something Yi Feng casually took out could protect his, Huang Wujing's, life.
And in retrospect, when Yi Feng regarded this chaotic place as a tourist attraction, he still felt Yi Feng was quite naive and ignorant.
But judging by Yi Feng's current means, what was this chaotic place that seemed like just a tourist attraction in his eyes!
"Sen...Senior, it was all Huang Wujing's fault for having no eye for people. I hope you punish me for any previous offenses!" Huang Wujing said apprehensively with his body bowed down in awe.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
Yi Feng hurriedly helped Huang Wujing up and said sternly, "Why did you suddenly call me senior? Although I do think my carving skills are quite good, but our relationship shouldn't change just because of a carving. Aren't you being overly courteous?"
"You..."
Seeing Yi Feng's appearance, Huang Wujing was stunned. He was extremely moved in his heart.
"Brother, I don't often make a good friend like you. If you change into this just because of my little carving skills, I should have known better than to give you the Calabash Brothers," Yi Feng said sternly.
Hearing this.
Huang Wujing was even more moved in his heart.
But at the same time, he suddenly understood Yi Feng's mentality at this moment, which was exactly the same as his mentality when he first saw Yi Feng.
After all, masters are lonely!
Used to being flattered all the time, it's not easy to come across someone you can open up to!
Of course, only now he was the one who seemed interesting in Yi Feng's eyes.
"Alright!"
Huang Wujing sighed inwardly.
It seemed Yi Feng did not intend to expose all this. In that case, neither would he, Huang Wujing.
He could only cooperate with Yi Feng and continue to play the role of this interesting person!
After all, being friends with such a character was a blessing he had cultivated in his previous life!
"Miss, are you okay?"
At this time, Yi Feng came to the Water Element and gently helped her up, asking gently.
"I, I'm fine."
The Water Element revealed an overwhelmed look and answered in panic.
After all, she had just witnessed with her own eyes this young man stomping wildly on that terrifying black-robed person.
What did this imply?
It implied that the person in front of her was even more terrifying than the black-robed person.
It was an existence she simply couldn't dare to imagine.
She glanced at Huang Wujing with thick jealousy in her eyes. She was jealous that Huang Wujing had somehow gotten involved with such a character.
She knew that even though her current cultivation level was higher than Huang Wujing’s, she could never surpass Huang Wujing.
"Miss, don't go wandering around in the future. You just happened to run into me today. If it were someone else, I'm afraid you wouldn't have been able to leave today!" Yi Feng admonished the Water Element solemnly.
After all, his words were not unreasonable.
Such a beautiful girl in such a remote place would easily arouse indecent thoughts from others. Even if there was a little malice, it would likely lead to serious consequences.
But Yi Feng's words suddenly made the Water Element shiver.
The warning in Yi Feng's words was very strong!

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!