"Senior Brother Feng, are we going to rest on Star Islands for a while?"
A rather well-to-do middle-aged man stepped forward and quietly asked beside Feng Yichen.
Feng Yichen glanced at him, then turned to look at another Foundation Establishnt cultivator nad Deng Heming.
Noticing Feng Yichen’s gaze, Deng Heming hurriedly stepped up, crouched behind Feng Yichen, and chuckled, "Listen to Senior Brother Feng."
Feng Yichen considered for a mont, "We’ve only been out for twenty-seven days, and there’s still ti before the mission ends... do you both want to go back early?"
The well-to-do man couldn’t help but frown, "With the great enemy upon us, the Sect Leader Martial Uncle has instructed us to return early. Lingering here doesn’t seem quite right."
Deng Heming’s face turned slightly sour upon hearing this and quickly said:
"This mission is led by Senior Brother Feng, Fat Brother, just follow his lead."
Feng Yichen was not upset, seated cross-legged on the flying boat’s deck, hands tucked into his sleeves, patiently explaining, "What would happen if we return early?"
Although the well-to-do man frowned, he responded thoughtfully, "Given the current state of the sect, we’d only get about four or five days of rest before being sent on another mission."
"Would you have ti for cultivation then?"
Feng Yichen continued to ask.
The well-to-do man shook his head, "I understand what Senior Brother Feng ans—you suggest we cultivate here for a while longer, returning just in ti to submit the mission, allowing more ti for cultivation afterward."
"But I think that’s not right."
The well-to-do man solemnly said, "The other brothers are risking their lives on Shang Mountain. How can we not be willing to contribute even a little bit of our ti? That seems too selfish."
"Fat Brother, how can you speak to Senior Brother Feng like that!"
Deng Heming hastily tugged at his clothes.
"It’s fine, he’s not wrong." Feng Yichen, with his hands in his sleeves, squinted into the distance and slowly said, "But do you really think I don’t want to contribute to the sect?"
"You’re a Foundation Establishnt beginner, while I’m a mid-stage Foundation Establishnt. To be honest, even if we went to Shang Mountain, we wouldn’t even qualify to be cannon fodder. If you’re truly concerned, it’s better to focus on cultivation, improve your cultivation level first. Without chasing the Golden Core, even reaching late-stage Foundation Establishnt would allow you to kill more demon cultivators. It’s more effective than keeping busy and rely feeling moved by your own efforts."
"Senior Brother Feng, you..." The well-to-do man’s expression flickered before he finally bowed his head, "Senior Brother Feng has a point."
"Alright, as usual, let’s not talk too much."
Feng Yichen concluded and then piloted the flying boat to descend, finally settling among the islands below.
This place is called Star Islands, nad for its star-dotted arrangent of islands.
All three had familiar residences here, and after exchanging farewells, Feng Yichen headed to his old fla’s place.
This was a shop specializing in selling elixirs. As Feng Yichen entered, a female cultivator, dressed simply but with a graceful figure, stood up from her chair.
Her chest slightly shook.
Then Feng Yichen naturally closed the door.
The female cultivator approached and embraced him, whispering in his ear, "Did the old demon across the sea agree?"
"Yes, I reasoned with him for a long ti this ti, and that old thing finally agreed to make this trip." Feng Yichen said, holding her as they sat down and sighed, "But unfortunately, that old demon still refuses to hand over the sea map."
"Huh, it’s the most important supre treasure he has. How could he easily give it away?" The female cultivator shook her head, then said, "But as long as he’s willing to visit Jiyuan Continent, we can at least have sothing to report back to the Holy Mother."
ntioning the Holy Mother, a hint of imperceptible mockery flickered in Feng Yichen’s eyes, but it quickly disappeared.
"That’s right."
"However, when I was leaving, I saw a few ants heading to Black Dragon Island. That old demon can practice on them, ensuring he doesn’t die in Fallen Immortal Gully."
"Hmm?"
The female cultivator frowned after hearing this, "Just don’t cause any trouble that would ruin the Holy Mother’s big plans at a critical mont; otherwise, we’d both be done for."
"Impossible."
Feng Yichen shook his head, "If the old demon across the sea can’t even handle a few Foundation Establishnt cultivators, then he can forget about crossing the Fallen Immortal Gully."
"If it’s Foundation Establishnt cultivators, there’s nothing to worry about."
"Hmm, let’s do dual cultivation once more, and then I need to send a ssage. By the way, news from Shang Dong says i Manor can’t hold back anymore and plans to take action."
After saying this, the female cultivator began to undress.
Feng Yichen did the sa, only he continued to speak, "Don’t worry, he can’t handle it. The Demon Dao of Shangxi listens to the Holy Mother’s command, but the righteous path of Shang Dong won’t follow i Manor’s lead."
"If he dares reveal his identity, he might even attract others to hunt him down."
"..."
Ji Yuan: "???"
Could it be that Senior Brother is so decisive and ruthless!
Truth be told, Ji Yuan was sowhat surprised upon hearing this arrangent, so he quickly asked, "Senior Brother, what about ?"
"You?"
Ran Kui looked at him and casually planted the Great Halberd next to him, "This kind of formation doesn’t require you, Junior Brother, to intervene. Just watch from the side."
"Exactly, you can see for yourself how strong your senior sister is!"
Phoenix Peach raised her brows.
Originally dismantling the Black Dragon Stone, Yun Qianzai had sohow moved to the other side, with his back facing the three, and said, "Just Li Yuan? Suppressed single-handedly."
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