"Sssss!"
Xu Mo Zhu's gaze fixed on the old turtle hanging from the tree, sucking in a breath of cold air between his teeth.
This old turtle hanging from the tree seemed to be a demon king!
He was somewhat uncertain, after all such a thing was simply too shocking and extraordinary.
A demon king, this was a demon king, a demon king whose strength was on par with his, Xu Mo Zhu's, hanging from a tree trunk?
He couldn't help but turn his gaze to Li Jiaxin beside him.
Li Jiaxin took a deep breath, an expression of undisguised shock showing on her face, also unable to believe the sight before her eyes.
"Are you two coveting my turtle?"
Seeing the two of them staring at his turtle, Yi Feng couldn't help but straighten his face. Even though the two before him were martial cultivators, he still said arrogantly, "I'm going to take this turtle back and stew it into soup for my disciples to supplement their health."
Yi Feng's words instantly set off a stormy sea in the two people's hearts, already unable to calm down.
It was like a thunderclap!
A demon king powerhouse.
Taking it back to stew into soup to supplement his disciples' health?
Horrifyingly outrageous!
Speaking such shockingly extraordinary words, even with Xu Mo Zhu and Li Jiaxin's extensive experience, it took them a long time to regain their composure.
The two no longer doubted that Yi Feng possessed extraordinary power beyond the mundane world, after all, an existence who could stew demon kings into soup, how could he possibly be an ordinary person?
Therefore, the two quickly explained, "Senior, please forgive our offense, we did not covet your turtle... demon king!"
Hearing this, Yi Feng let out a breath of relief, but hearing the two still address him as senior, he couldn't help but retort inwardly, were these two martial idiots, insisting on calling an ordinary person like him senior? It was simply an unheard of absurdity!
Therefore, he said again, "You two, I already said, I'm not any senior, I'm just an ordinary person."
The two were taken aback, but soon understood.
Having reached their level of cultivation, they naturally knew there were many old eccentrics who liked to hide their cultivation and re-enter the mundane world to experience ordinary life.
They instantly realized this person before them must be one such person.
The two exchanged a tacit glance, and hurriedly changed their words, saying in unison, "Sir, please don't be angry. We didn't mean anything else, it's just that we happened to pass by and were drawn in by sir's zither music. Sir's zither skills are simply divinely inspired and extraordinary, far beyond the capabilities of ordinary people. That's why we couldn't help but come over to disturb sir!"
"Oh?"
Yi Feng was slightly surprised and said, "You two also like playing the zither?"
"This humble one dabbles a little, but compared to sir, I'm utterly ashamed." Li Jiaxin quickly said, though she mixed in a bit of false modesty. She actually had quite deep accomplishments in the zither, and was known as the Zither Fairy.
It's just that her zither skills that she was usually so proud of, seemed unable to compare in front of this person.
"Just a smattering, just a smattering." Xu Mo Zhu also quickly nodded his head, stroking his forehead. Although he didn't actually know anything about the zither, he could only pretend he knew a little given the circumstances.
"I see."
Yi Feng smiled and nodded, his mind instantly clearing up.
No wonder these two powerful martial cultivators had come over calling him senior and were so respectful. Turns out they were drawn in by his zither music.
Although his zither skills were only at the divine inspiration level, still far from comparing with the gods, even so in this world he was still absolutely considered a grandmaster. So being addressed as senior in this aspect was somewhat understandable.
"You two flatter me. My zither playing is just casual plucking when I'm bored!" Yi Feng smiled lightly.
"Sir is too modest." The two quickly echoed. "It's just that sir's zither is so unique, we've never seen it before. But we have to say, its sound is very distinctive and pleasing to the ear."
"Haha, unique indeed!" Yi Feng laughed smugly. "This zither, I made it myself, so it's normal you haven't seen it before."
"So it was like that, sir truly has great talent!"
The two hurriedly nodded their heads, looks of admiration showing on their faces.
"Since you like it, let me play another song for you?" Yi Feng smiled and asked.
Hearing this, the two trembled all over.
Looks of delight instantly appeared on their faces, and they cast grateful gazes at Yi Feng.
After all, they hadn't forgotten the benefits they obtained from listening to Yi Feng's zither music earlier. Although their cultivation didn't increase, their state of mind had broken through by several levels.
One's state of mind might seem useless, but it was often the bottleneck hindering their advancement.
And now their state of mind had broken through, when their cultivation broke through next, it would advance in leaps and bounds.
Previously, they had only heard half a tune from Yi Feng, now if they heard a full piece, who knew what further unexpected benefits they would obtain.
The two promptly sat down on the stone slabs, holding their breaths and waiting for Yi Feng to begin...
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
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he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
