Chapter 1055: Im Really Not Sick!

Tens of thousands of miles away.

Taoyuan Village.

The courtyard was filled with the sound of bickering.

"Senior Brother! I really did see Senior Yi Feng! Why don't you believe me?"

"Let me tell you, I've seen the senior more than once. The last time, there was even a peach as proof. I'm definitely not making this up!"

...

Zui Wuyu watched as his junior brother kept rambling on, but he remained silent.

The more he listened, the darker his expression became, and his eyes grew increasingly complex.

"Senior Brother! Why don't we go wait in Fu Nantian's courtyard today? We’re bound to run into Senior Yi Feng!"

When these delusional words finally spilled out, Zui Wuyu couldn't help but sigh.

"Ah, everyone, come in."

As soon as he spoke, the six other saints stepped into the small room.

Led by Luo Hongfei, they all stood stiffly, silent.

Though this was supposed to be a reunion after several days, the six old men showed no joy, no relief at having broken through in their cultivation. Instead, their faces were filled with nothing but helplessness and pity.

Their strange gazes all turned toward Wei Donghai, who looked back at them with suspicion.

"Huh? When did you all get back? Why are you looking at me like that? I haven’t done anything wrong! I..."

Before he could finish, the seven saints all made their move.

A terrifying surge of Dao power swept through the room like a violent storm, locking down every corner. Zui Wuyu's body was immobilized, and he could barely lift his head under the pressure.

"What are you doing! What are you all doing!"

His shouts were filled with urgency and anger, gradually turning into roars!

But no one responded.

The seven saints all wore conflicted expressions, their eyes filled with pity.

Even his closest senior brother could only let out a helpless sigh.

"Ah!"

"Junior Brother, don’t blame us. We’re doing this for your own good. Ever since we returned from the Ancient Corridor, your condition has been getting worse and worse!"

"If I’m not mistaken, you’ve been infected by some evil Dao power, and your mind is in chaos. You need to rest and recuperate for a while."

"I don’t want to do this either, but there’s no other way!"

With that, Zui Wuyu turned his face away and closed his eyes.

Seeing this, Wei Donghai's expression darkened.

Looking at his old friends, all of whom wore solemn expressions, he suddenly had a bad feeling and quickly tried to explain.

"Hey! Brothers, I’m not sick!"

"Senior Brother, I’m really not sick! Take a good look at me! I’m not lying to you!"

Seeing Wei Donghai’s hysterical state, the saints could only shake their heads in resignation.

The more they looked at him, the more it seemed like he was indeed ill.

Zui Wuyu steeled his heart and nodded with a stern face.

"Ah, yes, yes, you’re not sick."

He didn’t bother arguing with Wei Donghai. With a glance, the others stepped forward and personally locked Wei Donghai in a secret chamber, binding him with special magical ropes.

Their once close friend was now tied up in the secret chamber.

The sight was pitiful, and the saints hesitated for a moment.

As they were about to leave.

Luo Hongfei turned to his friends with a heavy expression.

"Everyone, are we going too far with this? Even if Brother Wei is suffering from delusions, perhaps there’s a better way."

Before the others could respond, Zui Wuyu cut in firmly.

"This is the best way."

"His delusions are getting worse by the day. Restraining him and letting him rest will help stabilize his condition. If it gets any worse, it’ll be too late for us to even administer medicine."

"Over the past few days, his fantasies have become more and more exaggerated. He even used a peach as evidence! The evil energy from the Ancient Corridor is truly terrifying. We can’t afford to be soft-hearted!"

The saints all nodded in agreement, the atmosphere heavy.

But just as they were about to leave the secret chamber and return to their respective residences.

Yi Feng, who had been absent for so long, stepped into the village, strolling leisurely.

The group was both shocked and delighted, quickly gathering around him with concern.

"Young Friend Yi, what’s going on?!"

Seeing the group of old men surround him, Yi Feng was also infected by their enthusiasm and greeted them with a familiar smile and a clasped fist.

"Everything’s done. I just got back."

Even Yi Feng said he had just returned?

Indeed, it was all just Wei Donghai’s delusions.

The saints exchanged glances, their doubts about Wei Donghai’s condition completely dispelled.

Seeing Yi Feng return so quickly, Luo Hongfei stepped forward to ask.

"Young Friend Yi, how did things go with those three distinguished guests? Was the journey smooth?"

The question made Yi Feng look exasperated.

"Ah, don’t even mention it."

His casual remark instantly tightened the nerves of the seven saints!

"What happened!?"

"Could it be?!"

Yi Feng sighed helplessly, his eyes filled with despair.

"Along the way, they said I was supposed to be their guide, but before I could even do much guiding, they turned around and went back. I didn’t even catch a glimpse of any powerful demons. All I encountered were a bunch of bloated monsters."

Uh...

The seven saints were completely dumbfounded.

The legendary demon calamity... just ended like that? Those three extraterrestrial guests had already returned? Everything had concluded so simply.

Luo Hongfei was even more puzzled and couldn’t help but ask again.

"Young Friend Yi, are you serious?"

"Those three distinguished guests have really returned? And the demons... are they still active?"

Yi Feng clicked his tongue in annoyance.

"How could I be lying?"

"They left a few days ago. The demons have all fled, and that so-called Star Gate? The girl just sliced it apart with one sword strike. If you don’t believe me, go see for yourselves."

Yi Feng’s trip had been mostly a disappointment, aside from gaining a bit of experience. He had no energy left to discuss any further details.

The only silver lining was that he had made a few alien friends, which gave him some hope for the future.

After saying a few words, Yi Feng lost interest.

But to the six saints, his words were absolutely terrifying!

Just listen! The powerful demons had been driven away, the Star Gate destroyed with a single sword strike, and the cultivation of those three extraterrestrial guests was unfathomable!

Even just hearing about it, the six old men were filled with awe.

For a moment, they found it hard to believe such astonishing claims.

Only Zui Wuyu’s eyes shone with excitement and reverence.

Noticing that Yi Feng’s clothes were spotless, he seemed to have guessed part of the truth.

"Young Friend Yi, you’ve worked hard. Your efforts as a guide have been invaluable, and we will surely reward you generously!"

After a long while, the group finally regained their composure and thanked Yi Feng profusely. At the same time, they were thrilled that the demon threat to Yunxing had been resolved so easily.

Seeing the group of old men being so polite, Yi Feng gave a symbolic nod.

"Don’t mention rewards. I didn’t really do much."

As he spoke, he noticed someone was missing.

"Hey, where’s Old Brother Wei? Why isn’t he in the village?"

The question touched a sore spot, and the previously excited saints all grew somber.

Zui Wuyu replied in a low voice.

"He’s been having some issues lately. We’ve had to restrain him temporarily so he can rest for a few days."

As he spoke, Zui Wuyu subtly pointed to his head.

Yi Feng suddenly understood, feeling a bit incredulous.

"I didn’t expect this... He was fine just a while ago..."

In just a few days.

The old man he had once known had developed dementia. It seemed even saints weren’t immune to the laws of nature. Remembering their journey through the Ancient Corridor, Yi Feng’s eyes filled with pity.

After exchanging a few more words, the atmosphere grew heavy, and the group gradually dispersed.

Back in the courtyard.

Yi Feng sat on a stone stool, his thoughts growing complicated.

This trip had been another disappointment, but at least he had made some alien friends, giving him a new direction.

However, even though he had a direction, he couldn’t head to Lanxing immediately.

But sitting around doing nothing wasn’t an option, especially when he thought about the apocalyptic disaster decades from now. Yi Feng felt the urgency of time more than ever.

"It seems I’ll have to go out and hunt monsters from now on. I’ll improve while seeking death. I can’t afford to end up with nothing!"

The night passed without incident.

The morning sun filled the courtyard.

Fu Nantian got up early as usual, prepared breakfast, and hurried out.

Yi Feng didn’t bother with him.

He made himself a nutritious breakfast, complete with dragon whisker noodles and a small jug of wine.

After finishing a bowl of noodles, he felt full of energy!

Knowing time was of the essence, Yi Feng summoned Manman after eating and drinking his fill.

After a moment of thought, he gave his orders.

"Let’s go! To the Star Gate we visited before!"