100 Million Stand-ins

Wu Chang'an did not expect that his strongest trump card as a transcender was also seen through with just one word from this person.

This person even had a thorough understanding of his course of action.

To know all this, this was absolutely not something an ordinary person could do. This kind of person must have insight into the secrets of heaven and be an ultra powerful being.

In this person's hands, the danger of his own death probably reached one billion percent!

At this moment.

In front of this white-robed person, Wu Chang'an felt as if he was stripped naked even if he shrank into the ground, without any secrets at all.

Wu Chang'an was drenched in cold sweat.

In his mind, scenes had even emerged of Yi Feng standing in front of him with a knife, stabbing towards him.

The red knife went in and the white knife came out, and he, Wu Chang'an, would let out a fart and die.

However, just when he was worried and afraid that he was about to die at Yi Feng's hands, Yi Feng suddenly yawned lazily and said, "I'm leaving first, see you next time."

After saying that, Yi Feng left the island on a bamboo raft.

Watching the lone boat on the lake, and that fluttering white clothes, and recalling those meaningful parting words...

Wu Chang'an stared wide-eyed.

This person obviously wanted to slowly toy with him to death!

And those words "see you next time"...

Such casual, trivial words, but they were meant for him to hear!

Isn't it just bluntly telling him that he can't escape from his palm?

"Woo woo, big brother."

"Don't play with me like this, I just want to find a place to hide and live, I didn't mean to provoke you, even if I made a mistake just now, isn't there a saying 'ignorance is not a crime', after all I didn't know you were so powerful!"

Wu Chang'an cried with a mournful face, completely devoid of spirit, slumping weakly on the ground.

With furrowed brows and a bitter face, he looked quite resigned to his fate, as various visions of his own death flashed through his mind over and over again.

Thinking about it, he suddenly stood up.

"Woo... death is too scary, something so scary, I don't want it!"

"That's right, can't die, definitely can't die..."

He desperately repeated in his mouth, and clenched his fists to cheer himself on.

"Wu Chang'an, come on, you are a transcender, you have great luck, you have a protagonist's halo, you definitely won't die so easily, you must be able to escape his palm."

When Yi Feng was nowhere to be seen, Wu Chang'an buried his head in the ground.

Then, unleashing his speed to the limit underground, he fled as fast as he could away from this small island.

A whole day later, he had already fled beyond the South China Sea, before finally crawling out of the ground covered in dirt.

"Since he didn't kill me directly, it proves he is not afraid that I will escape, and is very confident that I can't get out of his palm."

"But relatively speaking, this period of time is also the only chance I have to turn things around. I absolutely can't let my guard down, I must seize this opportunity."

"Therefore, even though this place is very far, it is definitely still not safe."

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, and complex hand seals flashed out immediately.

Then, from his storage ring, he swiftly took out sheets after sheets of yellow talisman papers.

"One billion doppelganger talismans, transform for me."

Finally, as his hand seal fell, the sheets of yellow talisman paper collectively shone with dazzling light, before turning into doppelgangers of Wu Chang'an one by one.

"These doppelganger talismans transformed into figures with my aura on them, and identical appearances to me, enough to help me confuse truth with lies and escape this person's control."

"Disperse for me."

As his voice fell, the Wu Chang'an doppelgangers transformed from the talismans began dispersing in all directions.

Some escaped underground, some flew up into the air, some dived into the water, and some hid nearby.

These Wu Chang'ans all had considerable strength.

In just a few days, they had already spread across the entire continent.

More than 20 million went to Dong Sheng, more than 20 million went to Nan Huang, not missing Xiyao Forest where over 10 million went, and the remaining 30 to 40 million were distributed between Zhongzhou and Beihai Continent.

Thus, with just his own power, Wu Chang'an forcibly increased the continent's population by 100 million.

Although some of these 100 million plus unfortunately died along the way, this loss was negligible relative to the huge base number.

And Wu Chang'an also mixed in among these 100 million plus doppelgangers, arriving at Beihai Continent.

"Of the entire continent, Beihai Continent is the furthest from Dong Sheng, so it is relatively safe now."

"Even if he traces me to Beihai Continent, there are still almost 20 million clones of mine here. Even if he really comes, it will take him considerable time to find my real body, which is enough for me to respond."

"En!"

Wu Chang'an nodded satisfiedly, and his panicked heart finally calmed down a little.

"Next, I as the real body need to continue finding a place to hide, best if it doesn't attract attention."

He thought this, and just happened to see a sect in a nearby city recruiting disciples.

"Since that's the case, I'll sneak into this sect and be a handyman!"

"Also, this identity is very good for concealing my trail. I bet no matter how strong that person's methods are, no matter how towering he is, it's impossible for him to find me."

Subsequently, he hid his cultivation and walked towards the place recruiting disciples.

Pingjiang City.

Yi Feng brought a large group of people rushing towards the small island.

"Master, Master ah!"

At this time, a large group of old men and old women hurried over, with anxious expressions asking: "Master, we heard you want to move your sect and relocate, is it true?"

"I didn't expect you all to know about it already."

Yi Feng smiled awkwardly.

He didn't expect news of him, an ordinary person, establishing a sect to have spread out already. It was quite laughable when he thought about it.

But these were all old acquaintances, so he didn't conceal it and said with a smile, "Yes, I do have this intention."

The crowd looked at each other, and quickly said, "Master, do you see us being able to follow you?"

"Yes, yes, just let me open a tobacco shop near your sect?"

"Right, I also want to set up a beef noodle stall there."

"I'll go there to sell tofu!"

The crowd looked at Yi Feng full of anticipation.

"This, no way, what business could there be going over like that?" Yi Feng couldn't help but say.

"Oh Master, what are you saying, once your sect grows powerful, won't we have business then?" an old man said.

"That's right, that's right, although there are many people in this city, competition is also great. It's better to follow the Master, and do business with the Master's sect." Someone else chimed in.

"You all really think so?"

Yi Feng couldn't help but ask.

The crowd nodded in unison.

Seeing this, Yi Feng hesitated.

Because this aroused a thought deep in his heart.

He remembered when he first transmigrated over, he had an idea, which was to establish his own utopia, build his own small town, and even modernize it.

And now, with that small island, and such a group of good neighbors, didn't it just fulfill some basic conditions?

At worst, even if he couldn't establish the sect, and couldn't even recruit disciples, and couldn't cultivate for the rest of his life, he could still make use of that small island.

Develop it into a small resort village, small town, with him as the local despot, collecting rent, getting a couple young wives, shamelessly living a small life, which seemed quite nice!

Thinking of this, Yi Feng was moved.