Someone Worth Befriending

"Brother Feng, you just mentioned what would happen if I entered the Death Inheritance?"

Yi Feng perked up his ears, his face beaming with a smile as he eagerly asked Feng Lingbei.

"Certain... certain death..."

Feng Lingbei, unsettled by Yi Feng's expression, replied with a lack of conviction.

The moment the words "certain death" reached his ears, Yi Feng's facial muscles twitched, and an expression of delight spread across his face.

Ah, damn.

Feng Lingbei's words were just so... comforting.

All the frustration brought on by that old man instantly vanished.

"Brother Feng, I feel like we've been friends forever. Though we haven't had deep conversations, you strike me as someone truly worth befriending. Truly a rising star of Fengyue Island, with limitless potential ahead."

Yi Feng warmly grasped Feng Lingbei's hands, speaking with utmost sincerity.

"Uh..."

Feng Lingbei froze, unsure where to place his hands.

Especially when faced with Yi Feng's genuine warmth and sincerity, he suddenly felt a pang of guilt.

Due to the wager between Feng Qianyue and Bai Ji, even though he knew from Feng Qianyue that Yi Feng's status and strength were extraordinary, he had always held a grudge against him and hadn't treated him well.

Yet, to his astonishment, this man repaid his hostility with kindness—not only holding no grudge but even praising him so sincerely and calmly.

A wave of remorse washed over him.

"Thank you for your praise, but I truly don’t deserve it," Feng Lingbei hurriedly replied. "And I dare not accept the title 'Brother Feng.' Given your strength and seniority, I should address you as 'Senior.' It’s only because of your vast generosity that you don’t reprimand me for my disrespect and even praise me so highly. I am utterly ashamed."

As he spoke, Feng Lingbei lowered his head in embarrassment.

"Hey, what kind of talk is that? Why would I hold such a trivial matter against you? In fact, from our conversation, I can tell you’re not only dependable but also a man of true character. With a temperament like yours, your future achievements will surely be remarkable," Yi Feng said, full of admiration.

Feng Lingbei was deeply moved.

Though he and Feng Qianyue were siblings, he had always been overshadowed by his sister.

Since childhood, his father had been harsh on him, criticizing his impatience and claiming he’d never accomplish anything great.

Even now, though he had followed his sister in becoming a disciple of the Island Master, his qualification was largely due to her influence. In terms of innate talent, he barely met the threshold. Under normal circumstances, someone like him would never have been accepted as a direct disciple.

Though he had achieved his dream of studying under the Island Master, he remained the most inconspicuous among his peers, always at the bottom of the hierarchy.

Even his master paid him no attention, leaving him to fend for himself.

Never in his life had anyone praised him.

Deep down, he had always carried a sense of inferiority.

But today, against all odds, he had received such heartfelt admiration from Yi Feng.

At last...

At last, someone understands me. At last, someone sees my worth.

It was as if he had glimpsed a ray of light.

And Yi Feng was that light.

Tears welled up in his eyes.

Overcome with emotion, he suddenly dropped to his knees.

"Senior, Feng Lingbei swears to serve you faithfully. Whatever you command, I will obey without hesitation."

Feng Lingbei knelt on the ground, his tone resolute.

Yi Feng was taken aback by this sudden gesture.

Damn, this guy’s reaction to a little praise is way too intense.

Nearby, Feng Qianyue’s mouth fell open in shock.

This was completely beyond her understanding.

Her brother, from what she knew, had always been rather proud—even their father’s words hadn’t swayed him much. Yet now, he was kneeling before Yi Feng, someone he should have resented, and pledging unwavering loyalty?

She suddenly felt like she didn’t know her own brother anymore.

"Brother Feng, there’s no need for such a grand gesture. Please, rise," Yi Feng quickly helped Feng Lingbei up.

But the more courteous Yi Feng was, the more moved Feng Lingbei became.

"Senior, rest assured, I will do everything in my power to help you successfully inherit the legacy," Feng Lingbei declared. "Though I’ve never entered the inheritance myself, as a disciple of Fengyue Island, I know far more about it than outsiders. I’ll prepare a detailed guide for you, outlining all the dangers and precautions."

"Uh, no need to go that far..."

Yi Feng awkwardly rubbed his forehead.

Just moments ago, he had thought this kid had potential—how had he suddenly become so dense?

"Still, that guide of yours might come in handy. Feel free to write it for me."

Of course, Yi Feng didn’t want to avoid the dangers—he wanted to know exactly where they were so he could step right into them.

"Understood! I’ll have it ready for you as soon as I return."

"Good."

Yi Feng nodded, then recalled the name Feng Lingbei had mentioned earlier—Bai Ji.

"Speaking of Bai Ji, what kind of person is he?" Yi Feng asked curiously.

"That man..."

Feng Lingbei frowned, his expression grave. "He’s utterly treacherous and ruthless, stopping at nothing to achieve his goals. Countless people have fallen victim to his schemes."

"His greatest ambition is to become the next Island Master. Your success in inheriting the legacy will determine whether my sister or he wins their wager."

"If you succeed, the position will undoubtedly go to my sister. But if you fail, it will fall into Bai Ji’s hands."

Knowing that Feng Qianyue hadn’t disclosed the details of the bet, Feng Lingbei also refrained from elaborating.

"So, in short, Bai Ji will definitely interfere with your inheritance trial."

Hearing this, Yi Feng raised an eyebrow.

Treacherous, ruthless, stopping at nothing...

This Bai Ji sounds like an absolute delight!

And with so much at stake—the next Island Master’s position—there was no way Bai Ji would sit idly by.

This was perfect.

Absolutely foolproof.

As for Feng Qianyue losing her chance at the throne if he failed...

Well, she’d just have to endure it for a little while.

Once he completed his nirvana and returned immortal and indestructible, he’d make it up to her by appointing her as the ruler of a heavenly domain.

And Feng Lingbei—such a pleasant conversationalist—could serve as her deputy.

As for Bai Ji, that helpful little darling...

Since he loved meddling so much, he’d reward him by tossing him into the demon realm and making him the grand overseer of human-demon relations.

Lost in these delightful fantasies, Yi Feng soon found the day of the Death Inheritance trial arriving.

Deep within the forests of Fengyue Island, all the high-ranking members of the sect had gathered.

Before them stood a grand altar, covered in intricate, ancient runes so densely carved that no one could decipher their meaning.

At the forefront stood Xu Zhu, the Island Master, leading the assembly of elders.

To the left stood the Feng siblings.

And to the right, Bai Ji stood with a cold smirk.

"Feng Qianyue, do you remember what you declared a few days ago?" Bai Ji sneered.