A Big Meal

Pitter patter.

At this moment, it was early morning.

A light rain was falling over Pingjiang City, and the raindrops made ripples appear on the lake surface.

A thin mist floated over the lake surface, hazy and indistinct, giving a feeling of tranquil seclusion.

"Ah! My lounge chair, my lounge chair!"

"And my books, my precious books!"

Yi Feng shielded his head with his hands, cursing and grumbling as he ran out into the rain, looking at the various wet items and immediately turning his face black.

After moving things over from the martial arts school last time, he had left them outside like this, but didn't expect it would rain.

Actually he could store these items in his spatial ring, but he didn't want to reveal his wealth.

Plus he had heard someone say recently that in another small city a hundred li from Pingjiang City, someone had picked up a storage bag and then been killed by a cultivator.

This matter had made him unable to sleep well for many days, afraid that if word got out he had a spatial ring.

But now there was no other way.

These were all his possessions, he certainly couldn't just leave them in the rain!

"Hurry up, use oilcloth to cover the bricks, cement, and sand!" Yi Feng shouted at the workers.

"Yes!"

Everyone responded and rushed about in the rain following Yi Feng's orders.

After these people had all left, Yi Feng turned the spatial ring on his hand and dumped all his personal items—the lounge chair, umbrella, books, cabinet, and other things—into the spatial ring in one go.

After finishing up, Yi Feng walked with an umbrella to the flat ground on the small island, and gathered everyone together at the same time.

"Sir, your orders?"

Several dozen people looked at Yi Feng, waiting respectfully for his instructions.

"Mm, everyone has performed well recently, I'm quite satisfied," Yi Feng said with a nod.

"You're too kind, sir, serving you is our duty."

Everyone echoed respectfully.

"You don't need to be so polite. I gathered you all only to say, looking at the weather it doesn't seem we'll get any work done today. Considering everyone's good performance, I plan to take you all out for a good meal." Yi Feng said loudly.

"Thank you sir!"

Everyone bowed and thanked him profusely.

At the same time, extremely excited looks appeared on their faces, especially the workers who had just arrived recently. They clustered around Han Tianting and Guan Yunpeng, making a clamoring noise.

"Boss Guan, is sir giving us an opportunity?"

"Right, right! Sir is very satisfied with our performance!"

"He must be giving us an opportunity!"

Eager voices kept coming...

Seeing this group of Martial Emperors acting like children begging for candy around them, it made Guan Yunpeng and Han Tianting feel quite proud and complacent.

Previously, Martial Emperors had seemed lofty existences in their eyes, but now they were all watching their reactions, and even privately gave them many gifts to curry favor.

Of course, with the pills Yi Feng had given them, the two had also jumped many levels and directly reached Martial Emperor.

"You impatient people, making a ruckus!"

"Look at yourselves!"

Guan Yunpeng straightened his clothes arrogantly and admonished them.

"Boss Guan, we're just anxious!"

A Nine Lives Martial Emperor came up and held an umbrella for Guan Yunpeng.

"Right, right! Facing sir's opportunity, how could we stay calm?!"

Another Eight Lives Martial Emperor came up and massaged Guan Yunpeng's shoulders, chiming in.

And the others also looked over expectantly.

"You're too talkative. When it's your turn, it will naturally be your turn," Guan Yunpeng said heavily.

"That's right."

"Less talking, more working," Han Tianting also came over and shouted at them.

Hearing this, the Martial Emperors all lowered their heads and didn't dare speak again.

"Let's go, to the Baofeng Restaurant of the Baofeng Chamber of Commerce. Old Zhou, take the lead and bring them there," Yi Feng ordered.

"You got it!"

"Follow me!"

Old Zhou called out and led the people onto the bamboo rafts, the group majestically setting out for Pingjiang City.

And Yi Feng, who was last, went with Kull to the back mountain.

After all, Yi Feng hadn't forgotten about the beasts they had caught with great difficulty.

Arriving at the back mountain, he pulled over a dozen beasts chained with iron chains to the bottom of a cliff and tied them up again.

At least here they could get out of the wind and rain.

Furthermore, Yi Feng hadn't come here to move them to a new place at all...

His gaze raked over the beasts with a scrutinizing look.

"Roar!"

"Wa!"

"Hiss!"

Seeing Yi Feng again, seeing the leader of the culprits again, several of the monstrous beasts from the immortal realm immediately revealed fierce appearances, baring sharp teeth and roaring at Yi Feng.

Their appearance showed they wished they could feast on Yi Feng's flesh and blood.

"Just these three."

"Vicious by nature, surely hard to tame, and seeing their appearance, they must have hurt many people in the past."

Yi Feng instructed with a word, then waved at Kull.

Kull nodded, seized three of the beasts like walking dogs, and followed Yi Feng towards Pingjiang City.

A light rain floated down.

In the void above the lakeshore, a ripple passed through the air.

Then, a divine soul descended.

"This time, I will definitely investigate this small island thoroughly."

"What kinds of people are there, what are their strengths, what treasures do they have, I will grasp it all."

Looking at the small island in the distance, Su Xuanjun's voice rang out confidently.

Then his soul stirred and strode across the lake towards the island.

But upon reaching the island and looking around, he was immediately stunned.

Where were the people?

Where had they all gone?

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