Chapter 1530: Everyone, Go Home

Yi Feng looked at the dense crowd and revealed a gentle smile.

With a slight upward motion of his palm, all the kneeling people were lifted by a gentle yet powerful energy.

Yi Feng glanced around and spoke softly, "You've all worked hard these years."

His voice was light, yet it flowed like a breeze into everyone's minds.

The crowd, overwhelmed by his kindness, gathered in front of Yi Feng.

A deafening chorus erupted.

"We are willing to serve the Supreme Lord with our lives, even if it means death!"

"We are willing to serve the Supreme Lord with our lives, even if it means death!"

...

The massive sound waves reverberated across the vast land, like rolling thunder, shaking the heavens and the earth.

At this moment.

There was not the slightest fluctuation of energy around Yi Feng.

He appeared to be an ordinary mortal, yet he stood at the pinnacle of all living beings.

Hearing their words, he showed a gratified expression.

He glanced at Yun Yaoyao and calmly said, "Yaoyao, follow me."

Yun Yaoyao bowed and accepted the order.

Then, Yi Feng looked at the crowd and said, "Members of the Linglong Pavilion, you may all go home now!"

The crowd was once again filled with joy, and a wave of gratitude swept over them.

Although they were willing to face death for the Supreme Lord, they still longed for their homeland.

After all, in everyone's heart, home is always the warmest harbor.

They had been in this world for countless years, and their longing for home and loved ones grew stronger each day.

Now that the Supreme Lord had awakened, they could finally return home with peace of mind.

Yi Feng also sensed their homesickness.

Without a word, he simply willed it.

And all the members of the Linglong Pavilion were transported into a new world.

This world was Yi Feng's consciousness realm.

Clearly, most of the Linglong Pavilion's members were beings from Yi Feng's consciousness realm.

The vast and noisy world suddenly fell silent.

Yi Feng waved his hand, and a surge of energy enveloped Yun Yaoyao.

Then, with a single step, he left the small planet.

As they departed.

The planet slowly dissipated into the starry sky, as if it had never existed.

The next moment.

Yi Feng and Yun Yaoyao appeared in a small town.

The town was not large, but it was quite lively.

Darkness enveloped the entire land, yet it did not disturb the town's tranquility.

Yi Feng looked at Yun Yaoyao, who was dressed in a radiant feathered robe, and said indifferently, "Go and rent a house for me in the town."

"As you command, Supreme Lord."

Yun Yaoyao was highly efficient and quickly found an unoccupied small courtyard.

The courtyard was quite elegant.

It had two side rooms, east and west, a kitchen, and various flowers and trees planted in the yard.

However, the plants had withered.

Clearly, the courtyard had been uninhabited for a long time.

But the owner of the courtyard often returned to clean it.

So the courtyard was quite tidy and ready to move in.

After completing everything, Yun Yaoyao went to the town entrance to find Yi Feng.

She had been following him like a maid, carrying a long sword all the way.

They walked through the streets and alleys, heading to the courtyard.

The residents they passed were all ordinary people.

Although the town was shrouded in darkness, the residents seemed to live peacefully.

They appeared largely unaffected.

Yi Feng looked up and gave a faint smile.

Yun Yaoyao, seeing this, softly said, "This area is protected by a formation, so the residents within a radius of ten thousand miles are not greatly affected. The formation must have been set up by a nearby sect."

Yi Feng nodded slightly and said nothing more.

Then, the two arrived at the courtyard and settled down temporarily.

With Yi Feng's arrival, the withered plants in the courtyard regained their vitality.

Buds sprouted on the dead branches, and flowers began to bloom.

Their days passed peacefully.

Although they no longer needed to eat, Yun Yaoyao still prepared meals and snacks for Yi Feng every day.

When Yi Feng had free time, he would also cook, competing with Yun Yaoyao in culinary skills.

Being able to taste the food prepared by Yi Feng was naturally a great joy for Yun Yaoyao.

But she only smiled faintly, not showing her emotions.

One day.

As Yun Yaoyao was about to go out to buy groceries, Yi Feng stopped her.

"Yaoyao, bring back some ink, brushes, paper, and inkstone."

Yun Yaoyao softly acknowledged.

After a while, Yun Yaoyao returned with meat, vegetables, and the requested items.

Yi Feng spread out a sheet of rice paper on the stone table in the courtyard.

Yun Yaoyao stood beside him, grinding ink.

Yi Feng pondered for a moment, then lifted his brush.

The brush moved like a swimming dragon across the paper, flowing smoothly and effortlessly.

"Beside the sunken ship, a thousand sails pass; before the withered tree, ten thousand trees bloom."

Yi Feng's calligraphy was strong and powerful, like iron strokes and silver hooks.

He examined his work and was quite satisfied.

Without looking up, he continued to gaze at the two lines of poetry and calmly asked, "What do you think of my writing?"

Yun Yaoyao admired the bold and free strokes and sincerely replied, "What the master writes is naturally excellent."

"Shadow Island is still in battle, and many people die every day. The red moon still hangs in the sky. Aren't you curious? Don't you want to know why I can still have the leisure to write here?"

Yi Feng looked at Yun Yaoyao and asked calmly.

Yun Yaoyao's expression remained unchanged. "Whatever the master does, there must be a reason."

Yun Yaoyao did have questions in her heart, but she trusted Yi Feng.

If Yi Feng didn't speak, she wouldn't ask.

She simply believed that following by Yi Feng's side was enough.

She was confident that the master could solve all problems.

Yi Feng smiled faintly, not minding Yun Yaoyao's calmness.

"Go prepare the ingredients. What are you planning to make today?"

"Braised pork and wontons."

"Alright. Also, stop carrying that sword around. It might scare people. Dress more normally."

"Understood, master. Is there anything else you need?"

"No, you may go."

Yun Yaoyao nodded obediently, her slender waist swaying as she stepped into the kitchen.

She stood out like a golden phoenix in the kitchen, but she was quite adept at cooking.

Being able to cook for Yi Feng was an honor for Yun Yaoyao.

She would never forget how, at the brink of death, it was Yi Feng who saved her and led her to new heights.

But she never expressed her feelings.

She simply saw herself as Yi Feng's servant.