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Chapter 906: Fengyue Island

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Yi Feng's actions completely caught her off guard.

They shattered all her plans.

She had never encountered someone who played so unpredictably.

It made her, who prided herself on being a master strategist, feel a burning shame on her face.

After all her efforts, it turned out to be all for nothing.

"Yi Feng, are you out of your mind?!"

Furious, her chest heaved violently as she rushed to the railing and shouted at the sea.

Her subordinates nearby didn't dare to breathe too loudly, having never seen their master so discomposed before.

After a long while, seeing Mei Xian'er sitting there in silence, the steward cautiously approached and whispered, "My lady, what should we do next?"

"What else can we do? Return to the port."

Mei Xian'er's face was ashen as she spoke, then she left without another word.

A day passed in the blink of an eye.

Yi Feng floated on the sea, watching the seagulls fly overhead, his expression growing darker.

"That damn woman, that stinky woman! Where are the sea monsters she promised? Where's the certain death she guaranteed?"

"My feet are all pruny from soaking in the sea, salty enough to be cooked, and I haven't seen a single hair of a monster!"

Yi Feng vented his frustration, glancing at the toad floating beside him, which only made him angrier.

"Why are you always around, huh?"

Yi Feng grabbed one of its legs and flung it away, then summoned Manman with a flick of his ring.

"Take me to Fengyue Island."

He plopped down on Manman's shell, and the two of them created a large splash before disappearing.

Not long after, Yi Feng arrived at Fengyue Island.

Fengyue Island wasn't small, stretching over a hundred miles in length.

Apart from some ordinary villagers and resting cultivators, the island was populated by disciples of the Fengyue Sect.

So, while it could be considered lively, it wasn't exactly bustling.

A light drizzle fell from the sky, filling the air with the scent of earth.

A swordsman wearing a bamboo hat passed by, exuding a bloodthirsty aura, with a scar resembling a centipede on his face beneath the hat.

Not far away, a seemingly harmless little girl hid a red snake in her sleeve, its tongue flicking out, releasing a faint mist of poison.

In the tavern, people drank, while on the street, someone lay gravely injured.

Everything seemed ordinary yet extraordinary. In the perilous environment of the Heavenly Domain, perhaps only on this island, where combat was forbidden, could they find a moment of peace.

Yet, even so, every individual carried a strong sense of wariness toward outsiders. Just because no one attacked you on the island didn't mean no one was watching you.

Once you entered the sea, murder and robbery were common occurrences.

Amidst all this, the uninvited guest in white robes stood out, his transcendent aura clashing with the street's atmosphere.

"Ugh, so frustrating. I didn't encounter a single sea monster on the way here."

Yi Feng muttered under his breath.

Though he complained, he didn't really care anymore.

After all, he had arrived at Fengyue Island. Perhaps this would be his final resting place after participating in the Death Inheritance.

He asked several people for directions, but no one responded. Some even gave him warning looks.

By sheer coincidence, Yi Feng found himself at the heart of Fengyue Island—the Fengyue Tower.

It wasn't just a tower; it was a colossal structure.

Not only was it the core of Fengyue Island, but it was also the headquarters of the Fengyue Sect.

However, as soon as Yi Feng approached the entrance, two men stopped him.

"Who let you come here? Get lost!"

The two men glared at him menacingly, immediately trying to shoo him away.

"Calm down, I'm Yi Feng. I want to go inside..."

Yi Feng clasped his hands politely.

But before he could finish, the two interrupted him, "We don't care who you are. No outsiders are allowed in. Get out of here."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Yi Feng's temper flared.

He had intended to be polite, but these two were downright rude.

"Today, I'm definitely going in. What are you going to do about it?"

Yi Feng ignored them and strode forward.

If you're so tough, just kill me.

If I become immortal later, maybe I'll give you some benefits.

"You're asking for death!"

Seeing Yi Feng dare to barge into Fengyue Tower, the two men swung their swords, sending sharp gusts of wind toward him.

"Pathetic."

The two were even weaker than the lowly creatures of the Nine Realms. Yi Feng didn't even bother looking at them as he tossed them aside.

He dusted off his hands and walked straight into Fengyue Tower.

But as soon as he stepped onto the stairs, a towering figure blocked his path.