Chapter 1100: The Overbearing Dao Realization Realm

"Damn it!"

"They're all Dao-Realization Realm experts. It really is the legendary Seven Eagles of Cang Mountain!"

"What do we do now?!"

"Fight to the death and protect the young lady at all costs!"

The guards' faces turned pale, and the young lady inside the carriage was equally tense.

Watching the classic robbery scene unfold, Yi Feng was utterly confused. Standing there with a blank expression, he felt completely out of place, as if the entire atmosphere was off.

Dao-Realization Realm?

This trash-level cultivation, and they call themselves experts?

Isn't Lan Star supposed to be strong? Did I come to the wrong place?

As the two sides stood in a tense standoff, Yi Feng stepped forward, filled with doubt, startling both sides. He then asked in confusion:

"Are you really at the Dao-Realization Realm?"

Hearing this, the imposing bandits turned their attention to him.

Several scar-faced men looked at him with arrogance, seeing a seemingly ordinary young man stepping forward, looking confused, like a scholar on his first journey.

Instantly, the bandits' arrogance grew, and they burst into laughter.

"Where did this pretty boy come from? He doesn't even know the name of the Seven Eagles of Cang Mountain?"

"Haha, he must be a country bumpkin. Look at that lost expression. He's probably scared out of his wits!"

"Exactly! He's probably never seen a Dao-Realization Realm cultivator before. He must be trembling in fear right now!"

"Kid, listen up! We are all at the Dao-Realization Realm, and our boss has reached the fourth stage. It's an honor for you to see us today. If you beg for mercy, we might spare your life!"

As they spoke, an extraordinary aura emanated from them.

The guards of the caravan all turned pale, gripping their swords tightly, ready to fight to the death against this terrifying force.

But for Yi Feng, these so-called "terrifying" figures, after declaring their cultivation levels, held no intimidation at all. They seemed more like a bunch of brats running around in diapers.

Damn...

They really are just trash at the Dao-Realization Realm.

With such low cultivation, instead of going back and training for a few hundred years, they're out here robbing people? Unbelievable.

Did I really come to the wrong place?

Yi Feng's face darkened, and a bad feeling crept into his heart.

He took another step forward and asked in a deep voice:

"Is this not Lan Star?"

As soon as he asked, everyone was stunned.

The bandits were momentarily confused, then burst into laughter, tears almost streaming down their faces.

"What nonsense is this kid spouting?"

"If this isn't Lan Star, then where is it?"

"Haha, he must be scared out of his mind by our overwhelming power!"

"Hahaha..."

So this really is Lan Star?

Yi Feng was a bit surprised and turned to look at the guard captain.

Before he could speak, the captain sternly advised him:

"You should step back!"

"Although our cultivation is low, we won't abandon you in the face of such a strong enemy!"

Seeing everyone's tense and resigned expressions, Yi Feng finally snapped back to reality.

It seems...

I didn't come to the wrong place. This planet is indeed Lan Star.

But why is Lan Star so weak?

Then again, these trashy bandits are probably just frogs at the bottom of a well, not qualified to encounter truly powerful beings.

On such a large planet, it's not unreasonable for there to be some insignificant weaklings.

Thinking this, Yi Feng let out a long breath.

The bandits, seeing his relaxed expression, thought he was reassured by the promise of protection and laughed even more arrogantly.

"Hahaha..."

"They can't even protect themselves, and you actually believe they can protect you?"

"Kid, do you even know what the Dao-Realization Realm is? How dare you look down on us just because of a few ants' promises?!"

"Such a tiny ant, so ignorant and laughable!"

With his doubts cleared, Yi Feng had no patience to listen to these trashy bandits blabber on.

He took a step forward!

That single step caused the surrounding guards to turn pale, shouting in panic:

"Young Master Yi, don't be reckless!"

"The Dao-Realization Realm is incredibly powerful. You can't possibly defeat them!"

"Young Master Yi..."

Before they could finish, Yi Feng casually slapped his hand.

A fierce gust of wind erupted, and the "overwhelmingly powerful" Seven Eagles of Cang Mountain were sent flying like shooting stars into the blue sky!

"Whoosh..."

The lingering sound faded into the horizon, almost melodious.

Everyone was left dumbfounded.

Including the guard captain, dozens of guards stood with their mouths agape, and even the horses froze in place!

The caravan, which had been tense just moments ago, was now petrified. Even the young lady in the carriage covered her mouth in shock, her beautiful eyes trembling.

The scene fell into sudden silence, where even the sound of breathing could be heard.

No one expected that the legendary Seven Eagles of Cang Mountain would be sent flying with a single casual wave from this young man, disappearing without a trace.

Such power...

It was truly terrifying!

Seeing everyone wide-eyed and stunned, clearly having never seen such a scene before, Yi Feng smiled and reassured them.

"It's alright now. Let's keep moving."

The guards finally snapped out of their daze, bowing repeatedly, apologizing and thanking him in a flurry of panic.

"Young... Young Master Yi!"

"Young Master Yi, please forgive us for our ignorance. If we have offended you in any way, we beg for your forgiveness!"

"Thank you for your help, Young Master Yi. We will never forget your kindness!"

The beautiful young lady also hurriedly stepped out of the carriage and bowed gracefully.

"Thank you for your help, Young Master Yi!"

The flurry of gratitude made Yi Feng feel a bit awkward.

He scratched his head and casually reassured them.

"It's fine, no need to be so formal."

"And don't call me 'Young Master Yi.' It's too distant. We met by chance, so let's not be so polite."

Hearing this, the young lady's eyes filled with admiration.

His words were humble and approachable, without any airs, just like his demeanor earlier. Truly, a master who doesn't show off.

She bowed again, unable to hide her reverence.

"Thank you, Young Master Yi, for your help."

"My name is Song Yuting. May I ask, what realm are you in? Are you in a hurry to reach Moon God Pavilion? If not, perhaps you could accompany us back to our humble home for a simple meal as a token of our gratitude."

Her words were carefully chosen, and all the guards' eyes were fixed on Yi Feng, filled with awe.

Under their respectful gazes, Yi Feng casually brushed it off, not being too formal.

"I have some business at Moon God Pavilion. As for my cultivation level, I'm just a bit stronger than those guys. Eating together sounds fine, but please, don't be so polite."

Yi Feng had just arrived on Lan Star and wasn't familiar with the situation. It was necessary to gather some information to avoid any more misunderstandings. Plus, he hadn't had a decent meal in a while, so he naturally didn't refuse.

But to Song Yuting, his words carried a different meaning.

Someone who could conduct business at Moon God Pavilion must have considerable cultivation.

A bit stronger than the Seven Eagles of Cang Mountain?

Stronger than the Dao-Realization Realm, but not by much, so he must be at the Semi-Saint level.

Instantly piecing it all together, Song Yuting's eyes sparkled, and she maintained her gentle smile.

"I see."

"Since Young Master Yi has agreed, let us return to our humble home first. After expressing our gratitude, you can continue on to Moon God Pavilion."

Yi Feng nodded happily.

The caravan set off again, and the guards' attitudes became noticeably friendlier. Yi Feng was even invited to ride in the carriage, where they chatted and laughed along the way, enjoying pastries and tea, making the journey pleasant.

In less than a day, the caravan arrived at a grand estate, stopping in front of an impressive gate.

Yi Feng was warmly invited into the courtyard.

After being personally welcomed by Miss Song and hearing about the journey's events, the master of the house, Song Decai, was filled with gratitude. He immediately arranged a feast, and the atmosphere was lively with laughter and clinking glasses.

After a hearty meal and some conversation, Yi Feng gradually became familiar with the situation.

This place was called Song Family Manor, as the name suggested, it was the ancestral home of the Song family. Though it sounded ordinary, the Song family had produced generations of cultivators, a feat that even ordinary sects on Yun Star could hardly match.

Although in Yi Feng's eyes, they were all still weaklings, they were indeed stronger than the average on Yun Star. Even a roadside manor like this was impressive, so the Moon God Pavilion, which everyone revered, must be filled with powerful experts.

Hearing all this, Yi Feng's eyes sparkled with anticipation.

Just as he raised his glass, a furious roar suddenly came from outside the door!

"Bastard!"

"Where is Song Decai?!"

The angry voice carried an extraordinary aura, and a fierce wind swept through the courtyard!

Clearly, this newcomer was much stronger than the bandits from before.

Yi Feng was startled. Did beating up the small fry bring out the big boss? Did I just stumble into a bandit's nest?