At this moment, Su Xuanjun saw that seven or eight people were tying up and carrying over a bizarre-looking statue.
"Slow down, don't bump into anything," Yi Feng, who was chatting with Kunpeng, hurriedly shouted when he saw this.
He had a pair of these strange statues. He had picked them up from outside before and usually placed them at the entrance of the martial arts hall as guardian lions to add imposing manner.
However, after looking at them for a long time, Yi Feng began to dislike them. Not only were they oddly shaped, they were also quite intimidating at first glance. So later, their only use was for Yi Feng to hang socks and rags on, and sometimes when the lazy dogs needed to pee, they would lift their legs and pee on them.
As a result, over time, they were covered in a layer of moss and looked rather shabby and even gave off a strange odor.
It wasn't until recently that Yi Feng remembered the existence of this pair of statues.
A sect? Prestige? After some thought, he felt that cleaning up this pair of statues and placing them at the entrance after moving to the island should still be able to awe people. After all, no one knew what these things were carved into, right? It should be fine to boastfully claim they were some kind of divine beast. No one would likely doubt it.
After directing these people to carry one of the statues to the shore, Yi Feng beckoned to the old man who had just rowed over.
"Hey, old man, come here quickly."
Seeing this, the old man hurriedly rowed the boat back and stopped at the shore.
"Old man, hold the boat steady and don't move," Yi Feng ordered.
"Yes, sir."
The old man firmly propped up the bamboo raft with a bamboo pole and stabilized it at the shore.
Then, under Yi Feng's direction, the group carefully loaded the statue onto the bamboo raft.
"Oh, this thing is so damn heavy," Yi Feng complained. He then called out to the monk, "Monk, come help out."
"Alright, patron."
The monk smiled gently, rolled up his loose sleeves, and came to help.
"This statue, what on earth is this statue..."
Meanwhile, Su Xuanjun's illusory figure kept his eyes fixed on the statue, and his trembling, frightened voice rang out.
In extreme shock, his illusory figure had long ago hidden in the dark without realizing it, taking shelter behind a tree.
He would never have imagined that first he would see the legendary old man here, then the "glamorous" looking monk.
Finally, he also saw this mysterious statue here!
Almost the moment he came to his senses, his illusory figure turned into a wisp of blue smoke and disappeared instantly.
Now, he didn't care about hatred or not hatred, killing Hei Yu or not killing Hei Yu anymore.
As for his demonic subordinates, he had long forgotten about them. He just left them there, crying out in disbelief.
The Region Lord actually fled suddenly?
But just as Su Xuanjun's illusory figure was about to traverse the void and return to the Immortal Realm, at the very last moment, a faint voice seemed to reach his ears.
"I will definitely come find you."
As the voice sounded, he vaguely saw a shadow cast its gaze over.
Su Xuanjun's heart thudded.
But he finally managed to withdraw the projected illusory figure and stood still on the spot, panting heavily.
"It should have been an illusion, right?"
"That's right, it should have been an illusion. Even if someone is much stronger than me, they wouldn't necessarily be able to detect my presence."
He couldn't help but reassure himself as he recalled the ethereal words upon leaving.
After a long time, he finally calmed down.
But as soon as he calmed down, a group of his subordinates crowded around and began flattering him.
"Congratulations on your triumphant return, Region Lord."
"Region Lord, you had a hard time."
"With the Region Lord taking action, Hei Yu must have been killed."
"Hahaha!"
"As expected of the Region Lord, directly bringing down the divine wrath across two realms on Hei Yu. Hei Yu must regret it so much that his guts are turning green now that he's dead!"
Hearing these words, the muscles on Su Xuanjun's face twitched as he glowered.
"Shut up!"
He angrily rebuked them in a rage.
These ignorant things really poked the hornet's nest.
And they even dared say something about a triumphant return. Just now, he had almost been scared to death...
Unable to restrain himself, his palm sharply moved to Cloud Elephant's neck.
"Tell me, tell me who instigated Hei Yu's betrayal, just who was it?"
"It was... it was..."
Cloud Elephant's face was ugly as he stuttered.
So he told everything he knew, about Yi Feng and Skull Benwei, as well as the matters on the small island.
"Yi Feng is the leader?"
"Are you saying this Yi Feng is a monk, or an old man?"
Su Xuanjun couldn't help asking.
"Neither, he is a youth in white robes."
Cloud Elephant quickly described Yi Feng's appearance.
"Him?"
Su Xuanjun's eyelid twitched.
He suddenly realized that in his shock from the old man rowing the boat, Kunpeng Monk, and that statue, he had completely overlooked someone.
Now that he thought back, this person was truly the most terrifying!
Because he remembered that the statue belonged to him; the old man rowing the boat was also extremely respectful to him; and regarding his orders, Kunpeng Monk didn't seem to have any objections either.
And this person, judging by his attire and appearance, was the Yi Feng that Cloud Elephant described.
So it turned out that this person he had always overlooked was the leader!
Sss!
Su Xuanjun sucked in a breath, becoming extremely solemn.
Someone who could make the old man rowing the boat and Kunpeng Monk address him as the leader, just what kind of terrifying character was this white-robed youth!
Then he cast an intense gaze at Cloud Elephant again and asked in a deep voice, "What else do you know?"
"Indeed, there is one more piece of news, but now that I think about it, it shouldn't be too frightening for the Region Lord!" Cloud Elephant said.
"What is this news?" Su Xuanjun anxiously asked.
"That Yi Feng once arrogantly said that his goal seemed to be you. He said something about capturing the Region Lord," Cloud Elephant sneered. "Doesn't the Region Lord think he is unaware of the difference in status?"
"What?"
"My goal?"
Su Xuanjun's eyeballs bulged.
"That's right."
Cloud Elephant quickly downplayed it. "But the Region Lord mustn't get angry. Don't blow your top. At worst, the Region Lord just needs to expend a bit of effort to eliminate him. After all, with the Region Lord's abilities, taking care of some Yi Feng would be easy as catching a turtle in a jar."
"After all, he is nothing for the Region Lord to fear!"
Cloud Elephant nodded and fawned.
What he didn't expect was that as soon as his voice fell, Su Xuanjun, the lofty Green Jade Immortal Region Lord, suddenly plopped down on the ground.
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?!
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
