Four people could vaguely see the figure who had already walked out of Yi Xian Valley.
They just needed to wait for the toxic mist to dissipate, then they could catch up and say hello.
The four were extremely excited and could not wait.
While tidying up their clothes, they had even prepared the flattering words to say.
Especially Liu Guyi, the master of Taiyi Valley, not only used his vital energy to make himself look a few years younger, but also took out rouge that he had not used for thirty years from his storage ring and applied it to his face.
Although not as young and beautiful as the younger female disciples, what if this senior liked older women?
"You, you haven't put on rouge in front of me for thirty years. But this time, you, you actually..." Jian Hengtian said with an ugly expression while looking at Liu Guyi.
"What's it to you?"
Liu Guyi glared at Jian Hengtian.
"Ok, ok, I'm not worthy!"
Jian Hengtian's voice trembled as he turned his head angrily.
Just like this, everyone was prepared, just waiting for the toxic mist to dissipate before meeting the senior.
At this moment, the figure in front suddenly turned around.
He looked towards them.
The four's eyes lit up.
They were excited, could it be that this senior wanted to take the initiative to greet them?
However, the next words made them shudder.
"How much further are you guys going to follow me?"
The gloomy, hoarse voice came from Yi Feng's mouth.
"Shua!"
Then, a kitchen knife was drawn from his waist, flashing a hint of cold light.
"Either die or get lost!"
The icy voice came from Yi Feng's mouth.
These words made the four who were full of anticipation just now feel chills down their spines, with sweat dripping down their foreheads.
Almost instantly.
The four had disappeared without a trace.
Seeing this, Yi Feng put away the kitchen knife and smiled.
These suspicious people had been following him all the way, always keeping a distance of about a hundred yards. How could he not know?
And he could see through their purpose of following him at a glance.
They must be bandits who rob people.
So Yi Feng pretended to be even fiercer than them, pretending to be someone they couldn't afford to provoke.
Sure enough.
The other party chickened out and directly avoided trouble.
It seems.
It's better to be fierce!
Yi Feng wrapped his cotton coat tighter, glanced at the map, and rushed towards Bai'er City.
A long, long time after Yi Feng left, four figures finally walked out of Yi Xian Valley with bitter expressions.
"That knife just now was so scary!"
"Yeah, when that knife came out, my soul was trembling, and the vital energy in my body stopped flowing."
"Do you think this could be that senior from GuanTang City?"
"Don't say that, it really could be. Otherwise how could someone of this level appear in Beihai at the same time?"
"It must be him!"
"But what's the use even if it is that senior, he clearly doesn't want to see us!"
"Who isn't saying that, I thought I could get acquainted, but I didn't even get a clear look at his appearance."
"Sigh, we worked hard for so many days, didn't get connections with any seniors, and didn't get anything else either."
"It's all your fault, you thousand year old woman, why did you put on rouge, it must have disgusted that senior and made him not want to see us."
"Jian Hengtian, looks like you're asking for death."
"Hmph, did I say anything wrong?"
"I'll kill you!"
"Alright alright, stop arguing."
"That's right, what's there to argue about, we should hurry back to Guiyi Hall in Bai'er City to recuperate for a period of time."
Thus, the four left sighing and cursing as they flew dejectedly towards Bai'er City.
"I wonder which forces are recruiting in Bai'er City."
"We can only try our luck."
Yi Feng walked along the streets of Bai'er City, then arrived at the city center.
Then his eyes lit up.
"Guiyi Hall."
"This is clearly a sect's recruitment spot."
"Although the name Guiyi Hall is a bit lame, it'll work as long as I can get in."
Yi Feng then walked into Guiyi Hall.
In the inner hall of Guiyi Hall.
Li Canghai and the other three had gloomy expressions as they sat.
Although Jian Hengtian and Liu Guyi had settled down, they were still glaring at each other.
"There was a commotion outside just now, what's going on to cause such noise?"
Liu Guyi couldn't help but yell.
Hearing this.
A disciple quickly ran in from outside and knelt in front of the four saying: "Reporting to the four masters, an ordinary person with no talent has come outside. No matter how we tried to persuade him otherwise, he stubbornly insists on joining our four sects."
"Another ordinary person?"
The four looked at each other.
Previously in GuanTang City they had encountered an ordinary person who shamelessly insisted on joining their four sects, and now there was another one?

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?!

agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)

【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.”