Chapter 1319: As Expected

A few days had passed in the blink of an eye.

During these days, Snowstorm Island mobilized all its elites and used every trump card they had to engage in another bloody battle against the invincible Sword Sovereign, Guo Jiannan.

The battle was fierce and chaotic.

Masters from the wilderness emerged one after another, and reclusive old monsters appeared in succession. The power of the Great Dao stretched across thousands of miles, even churning the vast sea north of Snowstorm Island into turmoil.

Facing the deeply rooted Snowstorm Island, Guo Jiannan and his allies were ultimately outnumbered.

The legendary invincible Sword Sovereign suffered a narrow defeat and fled!

The sudden reappearance of this once-renowned senior had already shaken various forces, and now his defeat at the hands of Snowstorm Island, which he himself had founded, further shocked the surrounding regions.

Even though Yuan Star was a subsidiary star, Guo Jiannan was quite famous, and this battle spread far and wide, astonishing countless cultivators!

After the battle.

Although Snowstorm Island narrowly emerged victorious, they were also severely weakened. Even capturing a Demon Sovereign was of little use, as it couldn't compensate for the loss of combat power. They had no choice but to recuperate, and it would likely take them tens of thousands of years to return to their peak.

Apart from issuing a demon-slaying order to hunt down Guo Jiannan, they took no further action.

This response sparked endless speculation among various factions. Snowstorm Island, once established for the purpose of demon-slaying, saw its reputation grow even more prominent.

While rumors swirled outside, the island itself remained eerily quiet.

A battle of such far-reaching impact was beyond the reach of ordinary people. Even the cannon fodder who perished that day were at the level of Sovereigns, so mere outer disciples naturally had no access to the inside story.

In a region dotted with immortal islands, Luoxia Heavenly Mansion remained as tranquil as ever.

Yi Feng lay leisurely on a recliner, his calm expression unchanged as usual. Gazing at the mist-shrouded mountains outside the courtyard, his eyes revealed a loneliness as cold as snow.

"It's been several days, and I haven't heard any news. Did the feud between Snowstorm Island and Brother Guo just fizzle out? If this keeps up, when will I ever get a chance to fight?"

For several days in a row.

Yi Feng enjoyed the leisurely life of a landlord, pampered by the old auntie. His days were comfortable and carefree, but he was bored out of his mind, to the point where even his taste buds felt dull.

As he muttered to himself, the sound of light footsteps approached.

Dressed in an elegant long skirt, Yu Wen Qianyue walked over carrying a fruit platter. She placed it steadily on the stone table, then bowed gracefully and reported softly.

"These are today's spirit fruits. Please enjoy them, my lord."

The old auntie had become much more compliant, seemingly showing some remorse.

Yi Feng nodded magnanimously.

"Hmm, not bad."

"These fruits look quite fresh. You're getting more and more professional as a maid. Later, sweep the courtyard and wipe down the tables and chairs, then you can take a break."

He really was treating her like a maid.

This brat had quite the airs!

Yu Wen Qianyue clenched her jade-like fingers inside her sleeves, but on her face, she maintained a gentle smile.

"Yes."

She was no pushover and understood the principle of bowing to circumstances. No matter how humiliating it was, as long as she endured for now, victory would eventually be hers.

When that time came, she could avenge her humiliation and perhaps even gain the favor of the Island Lord!

For the sake of her grand plan.

Yu Wen Qianyue endured the humiliation, never forgetting to gather intelligence even in her current state of disgrace.

Taking advantage of her bow, she casually probed for information.

"My lord, your magnanimity in the face of my past offenses fills me with shame."

"Such grace is not something an ordinary person could possess. I've heard that you and Elder Guo both came from the Demon Prison. You must have a deep connection, not just a passing acquaintance, right?"

Her flattery was smooth and natural, the mark of a seasoned schemer.

Yi Feng didn't think much of it and casually replied.

"Hmm, we do have some connection."

Yu Wen Qianyue's heart sank, thinking that her suspicions were confirmed.

This brat was definitely Guo Jiannan's junior!

A glint of shrewdness flashed in her eyes as she quickly covered it up with more flattery.

"My lord, your noble origins are beyond my recognition. I was blind not to see your true worth earlier. I hope you can forgive my past offenses."

Though she cursed him inwardly, her words remained gentle and submissive.

Seeing the old auntie's oily and worldly demeanor, Yi Feng suddenly remembered that she was someone of status after all. As a Sovereign, she should know some inside information.

With that in mind, Yi Feng took the opportunity to probe further.

"Do you know about the feud between Snowstorm Island and Elder Guo? What's the situation now?"

This question struck a nerve.

Originally, she should have been part of the upper echelons, involved in the major task of dealing with Guo Jiannan, using this opportunity to rise through the ranks.

Who would have thought that she would carelessly kick an iron plate, capsizing in a ditch, and now be reduced to a maid!

If this got out, how could she ever hold her head high in Snowstorm Island again?

This brat, after stripping her of all her cultivation and leaving her unable to even send messages, was now asking her for news?

Wasn't this just rubbing salt in the wound?

Bastard!

Yu Wen Qianyue's face showed embarrassment, and the smile she forced out was no longer as natural as before.

"This..."

"My lord, please forgive me. I am of low status and truly unaware of such major events. I've been cleaning the mansion these past few days and wouldn't know any inside information."

Hearing this, Yi Feng waved his hand in disappointment.

"Ah, you're not doing so well either."

"Forget it, I won't trouble you anymore. You're only good for cleaning and such. Asking you about major events is a waste of time. Later, go outside and catch some game. I want to change up the menu tonight."

"Catching some game shouldn't be too hard for you, right?"

Listening to this, the veins on Yu Wen Qianyue's forehead nearly popped!

She, a dignified Sovereign, a future candidate for the pinnacle of power, was being told she was only fit to be a maid, and was repeatedly looked down upon. This was a tremendous humiliation!

If she didn't avenge this, she wouldn't be human!

But given the circumstances, she could only grit her teeth, bow, and retreat.

"Yes..."

"My lord, please wait a moment. I'll do my best!"

Quietly exiting the cave mansion.

Yu Wen Qianyue's teeth were nearly ground to dust, her face contorted with rage, making her look several years older and quite ferocious!

Damn it!

This is utterly infuriating!

This brat, repeatedly humiliating me with his words—this enmity is irreconcilable!

He's just relying on Guo Jiannan's protection, with some cultivation and influence, to dare insult me like this. When Guo Jiannan falls in the future, I'll make sure you die without a burial place!

This second-generation brat will never achieve anything great!

Once his backing is gone, he'll fade into obscurity like so many other so-called geniuses who suddenly fall from grace.

After several seconds of clenching her fists and grinding her teeth.

Yu Wen Qianyue finally regained some composure. Remembering that she had to catch spirit beasts, she looked at her now cultivation-less self with resentment, then gritted her teeth and headed toward the forest outside the gate.

At the same time.

A ripple of void energy suddenly appeared in the courtyard.

Yi Feng sat up in confusion, muttering in surprise.

"Back so soon?"

"It seems this auntie is still somewhat useful..."

As the figure stepped out of the ripple, revealing the face of an old man, Yi Feng's eyes widened in delight, and he stood up.

"Brother Guo?"

"I was just thinking about you, and here you are. What a coincidence."

The newcomer was none other than Guo Jiannan.

Though he looked somewhat weary, the lines on his face had softened, making him appear a bit younger. Yi Feng recognized his old friend at once and quickly poured tea, inviting him to sit.

"Brother, take a seat and try the tea I brewed!"