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.
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