Chapter 1030: Meeting Senior Yi Again

"Hurry up and go in! What are you standing at the door for?"

A voice came from behind. It was Zui Wuyan, striding over.

Wei Donghai wanted to speak but hesitated.

"I, I..."

Seeing his junior brother's indecisive look, Zui Wuyan couldn't help but scold him.

"What are you 'I, I' about?"

"Are you reluctant to part with those treasures? Junior brother, I’m not criticizing you as your senior brother, but Senior Yi has bestowed upon us a great opportunity. He’s not asking for anything in return, so we can’t be stingy!"

"With the divine sword protecting us, our strength has skyrocketed, and our mindset must also improve. If we can’t even part with these things, wouldn’t that disappoint Senior Yi?"

Hearing the misunderstanding, Wei Donghai quickly defended himself.

"No! How could I be that kind of person!"

"Just now, I thought I saw Senior Yi. He was right at the entrance of the courtyard ahead..."

Zui Wuyan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Senior Yi Feng?"

"Haha, Senior Yi went out with the visitors from beyond the stars a few days ago. With their cultivation, they’ve probably traveled to an incredibly distant place by now. How could you have seen him?"

"Are you dreaming or something?"

Wei Donghai’s face turned red from the laughter, but he still muttered.

"But, but I really thought I saw Senior Yi..."

Zui Wuyan looked skeptical and pushed the door open.

The quiet courtyard showed no signs of activity. The stone table was covered in dust, clearly untouched for days. Fu Nantian was still in the Ancient Corridor, and the scene confirmed that Yi Feng had indeed left.

Zui Wuyan glanced sideways and laughed.

"See? Does this look like anyone’s here?"

"Senior Yi Feng went out with those three visitors several days ago. They must be far away by now. There’s no way he’s still in the village!"

With the facts and his senior brother’s repeated assurances, Wei Donghai stopped doubting and awkwardly scratched his head.

"Right, it must have been my eyes playing tricks on me..."

"Let’s quickly leave the treasures and head back to meditate. We’ve absorbed a lot of Dao power this time and need to refine and integrate it properly."

"With the divine sword in hand, our combat power will surely increase greatly!"

Finally getting back to business, Zui Wuyan nodded seriously.

"Exactly. We’re the weakest in cultivation, so we have the most room for improvement. Let’s focus on integrating the Dao power in secret. We’ll definitely amaze everyone in the future!"

With that, the two brothers, each with their own hidden agendas, entered Yi Feng’s house.

"Junior brother, don’t hold back..."

Zui Wuyan spoke magnanimously, but inwardly he was confident. After offering dozens of dragon whiskers, he was sure to earn Senior Yi’s favor.

"Senior brother, don’t worry. I may not match up to you, but I’m not stingy either!"

Wei Donghai spoke humbly, but his hidden intentions were even more ambitious. He had brought out over a hundred different treasures and even left a jug of wine in his spatial ring. His modesty was just a facade, showing signs of a true overachiever.

The two brothers finished arranging everything, exchanged a knowing smile, and left together.

...

Boundless Dark Domain.

With a "whoosh," Yi Feng appeared riding Manman.

Looking at the somewhat familiar scene and the flying boat above, Yi Feng let out a sigh of relief, thinking he had preserved his reputation as a guide.

Seeing that the area was littered with demon corpses and nothing else was happening, Yi Feng put Manman away and prepared to take a nap while waiting.

Suddenly, three streaks of light shot over from different directions, and the three experts appeared before him.

The leading woman had cold eyes and spoke indifferently.

"Where did you go just now?"

"This place is full of dangers and countless ferocious demons. With your half-Saint cultivation, you can barely protect yourself. Venturing deeper recklessly could cost you your life. Even the three of us might not be able to save you in time."

Seeing that Yi Feng seemed unharmed, the woman didn’t bother to ask further and turned to leave, giving orders.

"Enough, let’s keep moving."

With that, the woman stepped onto the flying boat, and the other two followed closely behind.

Although the woman’s attitude wasn’t great, her intentions were good. Yi Feng didn’t say anything and followed the three onto the flying boat, which once again sped through the dark mist.

For several days, the flying boat raced like a streak of light.

But Yi Feng, who was on board, no longer felt the same awe as before.

After witnessing Manman’s abilities, the flying boat seemed rather ordinary. The once-impressive speed now felt slow.

The ground below was clearly visible, and the surrounding sea of mist was distinct.

There was none of the excitement he felt when riding Manman, nor the thrill of arriving in an instant. It felt more like riding an old ox cart, leisurely and drowsy.

Bored, Yi Feng quietly observed the three.

The leading woman remained as aloof as ever, and the other two were no different. They spent the entire time meditating, seemingly indifferent to everything else, exuding an air of cold detachment.

But after days of watching them meditate without any breaks to fight demons, Yi Feng grew increasingly bored. Even the steady diet of local eggs couldn’t keep him satisfied.

Seeing that they were still meditating, seemingly detached from the mortal world, Yi Feng secretly hatched a plan.

Why not take this opportunity to go back and make some good food?

The idea took root, and the more Yi Feng thought about it, the more it made sense.

Quietly summoning Manman at the edge of the flying boat, he mounted it and disappeared with a "whoosh."

The sound was faint, completely drowned out by the rushing wind of the flying boat. It was no louder than a fly buzzing by, almost undetectable.

In an instant, Yi Feng was back in the village.

The familiar kitchen, the cozy courtyard.

Everything brought him joy and a sense of life.

After much practice, Yi Feng had become quite skilled with the old man’s cooking tools. Soon, he had a bowl of dragon whisker noodles ready, topped with two poached eggs.

After finishing the delicious meal, he felt full of energy.

Without much thought, Yi Feng knew the dragon whiskers were left by Wei Donghai. Only that old man had gone hunting with him. The village truly had a warm, human touch.

After the meal, a cup of tea brought comfort and relaxation.

Satisfied and full, Yi Feng stretched lazily in the sun at the doorstep, basking in another successful break. He was about to summon Manman to return when Wei Donghai emerged from his seclusion.

After two or three days of integration, he had nearly fully absorbed the Dao power from the Ancient Corridor. His strength had greatly increased, and he was filled with satisfaction.

He was on his way to Fu Nantian’s courtyard to clean and prepare for Senior Yi Feng’s return, wanting to make sure everything was ready for the senior’s comfort.

Before he could reach the courtyard, he spotted a familiar figure from afar.

The carefree stretch, the radiant smile like the spring sun—everything about the figure exuded an indescribable aura of grace and transcendence.

That person...

It was Senior Yi Feng!