Chapter 1439: The Dream

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

The turmoil on Shadow Island had subsided, and the square once again echoed with dance music. The island was bustling with activity, and the hearts of the people gradually settled, restoring the confident and joyful atmosphere of daily life.

However, after this small incident, many began to reminisce about the name of "the Master." Even many of his direct disciples started to miss their long-unseen teacher.

Some speculated that Yi Feng was at the end of the endless starry sea, while others believed he was secluded in some supreme secret realm, cultivating in solitude. There were even those who were convinced that Yi Feng had transcended this world.

Whether it was his disciples or the various inhabitants of Shadow Island, everyone regarded Yi Feng as an unparalleled existence, and it was impossible to determine his whereabouts.

No one ever imagined that Yi Feng was actually on Cloud Star.

In a secluded village, less than a hundred million miles from Shadow Island.

It was a sunny afternoon.

Yi Feng had just gotten up, having finished lunch, and was sitting under a tree at the village entrance, basking in the sun. Slowly, a creature nibbled on grass nearby, catching the attention of the returning Drunk Wujie.

"Brother Yi, what kind of immortal beast is this?"

Wei Donghai also looked curious, stepping closer to examine it.

"This immortal beast... the more I look at it, the more it resembles a giant snail. It's so sluggish, what use could it possibly have?"

The two old men, carrying bamboo baskets on their backs, approached and began to critique, completely unaware of the strong stench emanating from their baskets, with a steaming green gas fermenting and dispersing.

They had only been observing for a few moments.

Suddenly, the antenna on the creature's head trembled slightly, and with a "whoosh," it transformed into a stream of light and vanished into Yi Feng's ring.

This only piqued their curiosity further, and they moved closer to Yi Feng, still carrying their baskets of manure!

Yi Feng quickly pinched his nose, his eyes wide with alarm.

"Stop!"

The two men paused, finally remembering the baskets on their backs, and awkwardly laughed as they stepped back, offering a distant salute.

"Brother Yi, please forgive us..."

"We were just curious and got carried away, forgetting about the treasures on our backs. We hope you won't hold it against us."

Yi Feng had been kind to them, even gifting them a great sword, so they naturally treated him with great respect. Now, having unintentionally offended him, they wore expressions of embarrassment.

Looking at their well-meaning but clueless faces, Yi Feng couldn't help but shake his head inwardly.

These two old fellows were good people.

Yi Feng had always gotten along well with them. They had once helped him find dragon beard noodles, and recently, hearing that Fu Nantian's backyard had become a manure-filled mess, they had even found him a temporary place to stay.

In terms of character and temperament, they were beyond reproach.

Unfortunately, they had recently become obsessed with finding enlightenment through manure.

Who knew what had gotten into them...

Faced with such awkward apologies from his friends, Yi Feng was both amused and exasperated, but he could only wave it off magnanimously.

"It's fine."

"We're all friends, and it's understandable to have different interests. But I still want to advise you, it's probably best to stop collecting manure. It's unlikely to be of any use."

The two brothers exchanged glances, their smiles growing wider.

It seemed they were unimpressed by Yi Feng's words and were about to argue their case.

Just then.

The village suddenly erupted into chaos!

Several loud booms shook the ground slightly, startling many people. Even the ancient sage, Luo Hongfei, who had not been seen for a long time, appeared at the village entrance, reeking of manure.

The group of old men hadn't yet figured out what was happening, all wearing puzzled expressions.

Then, they saw Fu Nantian fleeing through the air.

Behind him, several still-charming women were chasing him, covering their noses with looks of disgust, cursing and shouting!

"Fu Nantian, stop right there!"

"No wonder we haven't seen any food delivered in days! You've been secretly meeting with others, and now you're even messing around with manure at home! How can you live up to your vows?!"

"Fu, you said I was the only one for you in this lifetime! Why are you entangled with these vixens?!"

"I am the only one!"

"You don't get to decide! Let Fu Nantian speak!"

The women's curses grew more intense, gradually turning into a heated argument among themselves. Before they could catch Fu Nantian, it seemed like they were on the verge of infighting.

Fortunately, the group eventually moved away, and the noisy commotion subsided.

Under the tree at the village entrance.

Yi Feng and the group of old men watched in amazement, having feasted on the drama.

"Brothers, who are these ladies?"

"Good question, Brother Yi. I'd like to know too..."

"That woman in the purple dress, I've never seen her before."

"The one in the black dress, I haven't seen her either, but she's still quite charming..."

"Who would have thought that Fu Nantian, that bootlicker, could be so impressive? He's managed to charm so many at once. His cultivation isn't even that great, yet he has such skills. Truly, his kidneys must be indestructible!"

"Is this what they mean by 'lick one, you're a dog; lick ten, you're a wolf'?"

"Who cares? It's none of our business. I need to go sun my manure. Excuse me..."

After a brief discussion, the group was filled with感慨.

The ancient sage, Luo Hongfei, seemed to have fully immersed himself in the "Way of Manure" and quickly left. The others followed suit, eager to continue their work.

With no one else around to disturb him, it should have been a perfect time to enjoy the sun. However, the air was thick with the stench of manure, and the last bit of tranquility had been ruined. Yi Feng could no longer stand it.

He pinched his nose, sighed silently, and returned to his residence.

Strangely enough.

Shortly after returning, drowsiness overcame him again. Lately, his body seemed to be growing increasingly weary, making it hard for him to stay awake. Before he knew it, he had fallen into a deep sleep.

In his dream, Yi Feng suddenly found himself in the midst of an epic battle, with countless powerful figures filling the vast expanse. Supreme beings waved their hands, capable of destroying stars!

On the battlefield, the sounds of slaughter reverberated through the universe, and blood and tears intertwined in the endless river of time!

Under the gaze of all, Yi Feng realized he was standing at the highest point, involuntarily raising his arms and leading an army of thousands into the starry sea!

"Charge!!!"

The earth-shaking cry echoed in his ears, sending shivers down his spine!

Suddenly!

Yi Feng jolted awake, sitting up on his soft bed with a look of shock, staring at his hands as if they still held the residual strength from his dream.

It felt as if it had all truly happened!

After a long while.

He instinctively glanced around the simple furnishings of his room, finally realizing it had all been a dream.

Yi Feng let out a sigh of relief, chuckling softly.

"Phew..."

"It was just a false alarm."

"Even though my cultivation is strong now, it's impossible for me to reach such heights, let alone hold such a lofty position. I must be really tired lately."

Despite this, Yi Feng couldn't help but recall the dream. In his mind, there were a few figures that felt strangely familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere before...