As Yi Feng turned around and walked into the Martial Arts Hall, the man who had just snapped out of his daze quickly shifted his gaze outward.
Sure enough.
A few vultures appeared on a withered tree not far away.
Their eyes were bloodshot.
They cast an invisible shadow of death over the surroundings.
He licked his lips.
His eyes flickered with deep apprehension, and he even readied himself into a fighting stance, as he had suffered quite a bit at the hands of these vultures.
The vultures seemed to have noticed him as well.
They let out sharp cries and swooped towards him at a rapid pace.
The man's face changed drastically.
A sense of crisis surged within him.
But just then, an arrow pierced through the air and shot straight towards the vultures.
Following that, one arrow took down three vultures.
They fell like a string of candied haws.
The remaining vultures, seeing this, tried to flee, but were subsequently hit by several more arrows...
In an instant.
The vultures, which had been so terrifying, were all wiped out...
"Caw!"
This scene.
Made the man's eyes widen, and he let out a sharp, quacking cry like a dried duck.
Vultures.
These vultures, were they really so weak?
Yes.
These vultures' strength was indeed not high. If they were taken outside, he could easily kill a large group with his own strength.
But you have to consider where this is.
This scene.
Completely dispelled the man's last bit of doubt about Yi Feng, and he immediately bowed.
"I am Gong Chen, greetings to the senior."
He spoke respectfully.
Completely convinced by the young man's strength.
Noticing the man's admiring gaze.
Yi Feng subconsciously raised his head a bit.
Look.
Killing a couple of birds had already convinced the man, how cool.
This was why he wanted to make this place his backyard.
Because in this place, no matter what your strength is, if you don't have survival skills, you're just a rookie.
But these stubborn cultivators only know how to cultivate; where would they know any survival skills?
Without cultivation, they're nothing.
"Go pick them up!"
Yi Feng said with a faint smile.
"Senior, why pick them up?" Gong Chen couldn't help but ask.
"Such good ingredients, why not pick them up?" Yi Feng retorted.
"You mean, you're going to eat them?"
Gong Chen couldn't help but ask: "Can these things be eaten?"
Yi Feng smiled without answering. After Gong Chen picked up the vultures, he led Gong Chen into the Martial Arts Hall.
The moment they entered the Martial Arts Hall.
Gong Chen was stunned.
Oh my.
Look at this, what is all this?
Everywhere he looked, Demon Wolves were hanging, and based on his knowledge of Dark Shadow Island, it was likely that ninety-nine percent of the island's Demon Wolves were hanging here.
In addition, all kinds of vultures were hanging everywhere, and even some, like braised vulture heads, braised vulture legs.
Moreover, there were countless Shadow Killer Fish?
He swallowed hard.
At this moment, he was already unable to describe his shock in words.
The terrifying species that had made them fear and even considered them as prey, were actually... being treated as ingredients by this senior?
"Looks like you're hungry, feel free to take whatever you want!"
"Eat well and come find me in the courtyard."
With that, Yi Feng picked up a wine jug, strolled lazily towards the courtyard, and then lay down on a recliner.
"Thank you, sir!"
Gong Chen quickly bowed in thanks.
Although as a cultivator, he wasn't particularly obsessed with food, but one had to consider where they were. Even if he could maintain his fasting with his formidable cultivation, a hearty meal was still a great joy.
He quickly started wolfing down the food.
But as soon as he took a bite.
His eyes widened instantly.
He stared dead at the vulture neck in his hand.
"This... this this this..."
He was shocked to find that the vulture neck contained powerful energy, and that one bite of meat was like consuming a spiritual elixir.
Almost instantly, his damaged internal organs, which had been ravaged by the brutal air, were repaired to a considerable extent.
And his strength began to recover slowly.
He was so excited that he couldn't find words.
This was not just a hearty meal, but an opportunity given to him by this eminent person.
His hands trembling as he held the vulture neck, his gaze turned to Yi Feng in the courtyard, and his legs involuntarily knelt down.

【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.)

world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

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.”