The Destiny of God cannot be broken.

Upon hearing this.

Meng Lixian's face turned ghastly pale.

She then took a step back in shock.

Biting her red lips, her expression was full of regret.

In her heart, she secretly hated herself for being short-sighted just now and missing out on a great opportunity.

However, her previous self simply could not believe Huang Wujing's words.

Since the Immortal Path had been severed, what Huang Wujing spoke of was really hard to believe, it was the existence that subverted thoughts.

Therefore, if not for seeing it with her own eyes, let alone Huang Wujing, even if her own father told her so, she probably still would not believe it.

But who could have imagined that such mind-boggling events actually happened right before her eyes?

Meanwhile, Huang Wujing's face was also ugly.

He knew clearly how big of an impact Yi Feng's zither sounds had on Meng Lixian who cultivated with the zither.

But now what more could he say?

He could only sigh and say that Meng Lixian had brought it upon herself.

After standing there in a daze for a good while with a dejected look, Meng Lixian finally hardened her scalp and walked over to the wine table to pour herself a cup.

“Eld...”

But she had just uttered a word when Huang Wujing glared at her.

She quickly reacted and looked at Yi Feng full of remorse, “Yi... Brother Yi, I was blind and offended you earlier. This cup is to apologize for my offense. I hope you won't take it to heart."

Having said that, Meng Lixian drank it all in one gulp.

It had to be said that Meng Lixian's actions took Yi Feng quite by surprise, and he looked at her with renewed admiration.

"Fine."

After a slight hesitation, Yi Feng nodded.

Since you as a woman can take it and let it go, then as a man, he should fuss over it even less.

"Haha, misunderstanding, all misunderstandings."

"Take a seat, everyone."

Seeing this, Huang Wujing heaved a sigh of relief, and arranged for Meng Lixian to sit aside, apparently also intending to resolve the awkward atmosphere.

"Here."

After sitting down, Yi Feng hesitated for a moment, then gestured with his cup to Meng Lixian.

Seeing this, Meng Lixian was overjoyed and quickly stood up to clink glasses with him.

After downing the drink, her face was flushed.

After getting along, she found that Yi Feng had an attractive temperament, especially that gentle look of his, which easily invoked good feelings from people.

Not only was he not bothered by what had happened earlier, on the contrary...

This made Meng Lixian feel even more guilty and ashamed.

At this moment, she had to admit that even if Yi Feng didn't have that level of cultivation, she would still be willing to get along with him.

Just as the atmosphere among the three became lively again, Yin Shengfu, who was sitting cross-legged to one side looking disinterested in anything, suddenly took out a chessboard and started playing against himself.

"Oh well."

"This old guy."

Seeing this, Huang Wujing and Meng Lixian shook their heads at the same time and explained to Yi Feng, "This old guy has no interest in anything. Nothing can grab his attention other than his chessboard."

"Chess is great!"

Seeing the chessboard, Yi Feng suddenly became interested.

After all, chess was the only one left that he hadn't perfectly accomplished in his mission of zither, chess, calligraphy and painting.

"Brother, come, I'll play a round with you." Yi Feng said with a laugh as he walked over.

However, Yin Shengfu just said expressionlessly, "Not just anyone can touch my chessboard. Besides, I won't randomly waste my time either."

Hearing this, Yi Feng's face darkened.

Damn.

First was Meng Lixian, now there was this old guy.

What's with these people?

I don't care if you refuse to play chess with me, but can you at least show some basic respect when you speak?

However, Yin Shengfu still immersed himself in his chess game, completely ignoring Yi Feng.

Yi Feng was too lazy to make a fool of himself, so he asked Huang Wujing where the toilet was and hurriedly went to relieve himself of the urine he had been holding for a long time.

But as soon as Yi Feng left, Huang Wujing and Meng Lixian jumped in anger.

"Old man, what are you doing?"

Huang Wujing shouted in a deep voice.

Yin Shengfu still ignored them and stared thoughtfully at his chessboard.

"I'm talking to you." Huang Wujing angrily shouted, "Don't tell me you still don't see what kind of person my brother is?"

"I know."

Yin Shengfu said expressionlessly.

"Then how could you say that?" Meng Lixian also berated loudly.

"So what?"

Yin Shengfu looked up at them and said, "Whether he is an immortal or a god has nothing to do with me."

"You, you..."

Meng Lixian was extremely angry and shouted, "He kindly offered to play chess with you, yet you put on that sour face. I had already offended him earlier. Don't tell me you want to offend him too?"

"There is no offense or no offense."

Yin Shengfu said expressionlessly, "Indeed, not everyone can touch my chess set. I only play against masters. So no matter who he is, if his chess skills are not good enough, that would be a desecration of my chess set."

"How do you know his chess skills are not good?" Huang Wujing asked solemnly.

"One can only excel in one field, his mastery of the zither has reached the realm of the celestials and violated the laws of nature, so it is impossible for him to achieve success in a second field, this is the irresistible mandate of heaven!" Yin Shengfu said expressionlessly.

Hearing this.

The two had ugly looks on their faces.

Indeed, this was the case.

However, recalling how the old guy had rejected Yi Feng still felt inappropriate. Thinking of this, Huang Wujing said coldly, "Old man, I don't care about your rules, real or not. Later when my brother comes back, you must play a round with him, otherwise don't blame me for falling out."

"That's right, you must play a round."

Meng Lixian also said gloomily, she already felt very bad about her disrespect towards Yi Feng, and she didn't want such a distinguished expert to repeatedly suffer discomfort in their little place.

Yin Shengfu looked at the two of them and fell silent for a long while before reluctantly nodding.

Soon after, Yi Feng came back from the toilet.

Huang Wujing and Meng Lixian greeted him with smiles and said, "Brother, don't take that old guy's temper to heart. Come on, play a round with him now and let us open our eyes."

Yi Feng took a look at the zombie old man and to be honest, he really didn't want to play with the old guy.

However, seeing Huang Wujing and Meng Lixian's enthusiastic looks, and recalling that his own chess skills had not yet matched those of gods, after slight hesitation, Yi Feng reluctantly agreed.

Yin Shengfu set up the chessboard and glanced at Yi Feng expressionlessly, "I'll say this straightforwardly, I won't give you face just because of your status, and this round does not set a precedent."

These words.

Instantly made Yi Feng burn with anger.

This old guy's contempt really was f*cking asking for a beating.

Fine.

Then I'll take a good look at how awesome your chess skills really are, old man.