At the same time the sound rang out from the system, a mysterious force suddenly descended upon the small island and the surrounding waters.
"The space on the island has become more solid."
"Not only the space, it seems like the gravity and everything on the island has changed."
"Well said. With my Profound Immortal cultivation level, I can't even fly on the island anymore."
"This feeling is like we've arrived at an extremely high-level plane!"
Quite a few people on the small island began discussing the sudden changes occurring, but it did not cause panic.
To them, having grown accustomed to Yi Feng's methods, occurrences like these were nothing out of the ordinary anymore.
"Flying sword?"
When Yi Feng heard the system's voice, his eyes lit up, filled with excitement.
He also did not expect that this dog system would give him a pleasant surprise instead of taking the normal route.
"Let's end it here then, I still have matters to attend to."
Yi Feng promptly went out.
Afterwards, he arrived at an uninhabited area on the small island and took out the flying sword the system had just gifted him.
As the flying sword emerged, it flickered with a lingering radiance.
The usage method and capabilities of the flying sword also appeared in Yi Feng's mind.
This was not an attacking weapon, but rather a flying artifact.
As the name suggests, as long as Yi Feng steps on it and moves his mind, he can fly while riding the sword.
The excited Yi Feng could not resist trying it out. With a thought, he shakily rose into the air while standing on the flying sword, almost gluing himself to the ground as he flew.
Of course, he did not dare to fly too high. Nevertheless, he had undeniably left the ground relying on the flying sword.
"Hahaha, I can fly now!"
Yi Feng laughed excitedly.
This kind of self-directed flight was far beyond what he had experienced in his previous life flying on planes, or when others had brought him flying in this world.
Moreover, the timing of this flying sword was perfect. He had originally planned to trick his disciples Qing Huan Xiang into joining his sect, and have them help promote it together with the other old men and women. But he had always been unsure of how to bring it up.
After all, as the patriarch of a sect, he did not have a shred of power. It would make him feel ashamed to talk about it.
But with this flying sword, things were different.
He could fully utilize the flying sword to directly trick everyone, claiming he was a cultivator.
That way, when those old men and old women saw he was a cultivator, wouldn't they hurriedly pull their juniors over to join his sect?
Thus, after he returned, not only did he gather Qing Huan Xiang again, but he also summoned all the workers and old men and women on the island.
At this moment, the square of the Heaven and Earth Sect was filled with people.
"Cough cough."
Yi Feng crossed his arms behind his back, glanced over the crowd, and calmly said, "I have gathered everyone today to announce something. Please mentally prepare yourselves a little."
The crowd quieted down and respectfully awaited Yi Feng's next words.
"Actually..."
At this point, Yi Feng raised his eyes. Crossing his arms behind his back and straightening his chest, he revealed the bearing of a transcendent being. Then, he continued in a completely serious tone.
"I am not an ordinary person, but a very powerful cultivator."
"The reason I did not reveal myself before was that I grew weary of the life fighting and killing. Thus, I concealed my strength and resided in Pingjiang City."
Having said that, he moved his palm, and the flying sword emerged, carrying him to gently drift in midair.
A breeze blew.
His robes fluttered dramatically, fully showcasing his impressive demeanor.
At the same time, Yi Feng's thoughts stirred, and the useless light halo that could only serve as a light bulb also rose upwards.
In that moment, Yi Feng standing midair on his sword looked like a dazzling little sun, the perfect image of a transcendent being.
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
