However, in the end, he couldn't figure out anything from it.
"It's really strange," muttered Huang Wujing to himself.
Because with his strength as a guardian of Yun Lang, even if he concealed his cultivation, it would be impossible for him to accidentally fall into the water.
He thought that Lu Benwei must be some low-key master who caused this situation.
But now it seems clearly impossible.
No matter how he observed, Yi Feng's guard was nothing more than an ordinary mortal, as ordinary as can be.
Of course, there is also a possibility.
That is, the strength of this guard, Yi Feng, is so powerful that even Huang Wujing cannot see through it.
But is this possible?
Huang Wujing obviously did not think so.
Because someone who can be watertight in front of him must have a much stronger cultivation than him.
However, Huang Wujing did not believe that such a person would appear in a place like Nansha.
"It seems like it's your own fault," Huang Wujing sternly admonished, "I'll warn you one more time, if you offend again, go to Wuxin Cliff by yourself!"
Yun Lang broke out in a cold sweat, repeatedly apologizing, promising not to offend again.
Nighttime came.
Huang Wujing rented a large boat again.
On the bow of the boat.
Four slender and beautifully dressed young girls surrounded Yi Feng and Huang Wujing.
Amidst their laughter and joy, they enjoyed the scenic views along the river, having a great time.
In a corner of the cabin, Lu Benwei held his dog, watching the scene on the bow, his eyes filled with resentment.
Look at them.
Then look at himself...
Why?
However, what made Lu Benwei even more uncomfortable was that there were many similar boats on the river.
And coincidentally, a flower boat about the same size as theirs crossed paths with their boat.
And what happened on that boat was what hurt Lu Benwei the most.
Because on that boat, one person was surrounded by a dozen pretty girls, playing blindfolded hide-and-seek.
"Hahaha, I caught you!"
Just as the boat was closest to Lu Benwei, the blindfolded person suddenly caught two of the girls, hugging them and laughing happily.
This scene made Lu Benwei feel a pang of envy and jealousy.
And what really pissed him off was that the guy on the boat was bald.
"Why..." Lu Benwei couldn't help but mutter.
"Brother, brother, loosen your grip a little, I can't breathe," said Lu Benwei's dog, Ao Qing, with a flushed face, his voice ringing out.
"Ah!"
"Life is tasteless!"
Seeing this, Lu Benwei finally let go of the dog he was holding unconsciously, sighed heavily, and expressed a mournful tone.
The scene on the opposite boat was also seen by Yi Feng.
A monk having so much fun.
It truly left him speechless.
"Brother, I have something to give you."
After two cups of wine, Huang Wujing and Yi Feng were getting along better and better. He put down his cup and took out a jade pendant from his pocket.
"What are you doing with this, sir?" Yi Feng looked at the jade pendant in Huang Wujing's hand, asking in confusion.
"It's nothing, I just feel like we've become good friends, so I wanted to give you a gift," Huang Wujing smiled and casually said.
"You, sir?"
However, Yun Lang's eyes widened and he couldn't help but exclaim when he saw this jade pendant.
Because others might not know the function of this jade pendant, but he was well aware.
This is a precious treasure!
Wearing it can automatically protect the wearer, and it can even withstand a strike from a Martial Venerable.
Such a treasure, even Yun Lang himself doesn't have many of them, yet the higher-ups gave it to an ordinary person?
This instantly made him feel uneasy.
Huang Wujing secretly gave Yun Lang a stern look, and Yun Lang dared not speak again.
"Younger brother, remember, you should always carry this jade pendant with you. In the future, you will know the good intentions I have for you," Huang Wujing handed the jade pendant to Yi Feng's hand and explained solemnly.
However, he didn't explain too much.
Because he didn't want to put too much pressure on Yi Feng, and his actions were entirely out of concern for him.
After all, Yi Feng was just an ordinary person, and in this cultivation world, he was bound to encounter danger. With this jade pendant, he would be mostly worry-free.
"Brother, you're really too polite. You even gave me a souvenir," Yi Feng accepted the jade pendant and quickly expressed his gratitude.
He thought to himself that Huang Wujing was really too polite. He even asked him to carry the jade pendant with him. It seemed that he was a person who valued friendship!
But he also understood the principle of reciprocity.
After thinking for a moment, he took out a small wooden sculpture and placed it on the table.
"Younger brother, what is this?" Huang Wujing looked at the human-shaped wooden sculpture on the table.
"Brother, this is a sculpture of the Calabash Brothers that I carved," Yi Feng smiled.
"The Calabash Brothers?" Huang Wujing looked puzzled.
"Anyway, it's just a little trinket. At the same time, it's also a gift I'm giving you. For the sake of our friendship, you should carry it with you too and don't forget about me," Yi Feng smiled and pushed the Calabash Brothers towards Huang Wujing.
Huang Wujing was taken aback.
He knew that Yi Feng misunderstood his intention of carrying it with him.
But he didn't expose it and instead cooperated with Yi Feng, saying with a smile, "Alright, alright, I'll carry it too. I will never forget my little brother."
Saying that, he put away the Calabash Brothers.
Of course.
In his heart, he only regarded this item as a memento.
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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ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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...
