Chapter 911: Let It Be Destroyed

It seemed she had completely misunderstood the meaning of the clothes.

They weren’t some kind of defensive treasure at all—they were just clothes...

Watching Yi Feng still haggling with the tailor auntie, Feng Qianyue was utterly speechless.

In seven days, he would be undergoing the Death Inheritance. To increase the success rate of the inheritance, he needed to make thorough preparations. The more prepared he was, the higher the success rate would be.

But now, with only a few days left, instead of focusing on the important matters, he was wasting his time on completely trivial things like clothes, food, and daily necessities. This really baffled her.

It wasn’t because of the bet she had made with Bai Zhi that she felt this way.

It was just that, for any normal person, wouldn’t they want to be fully prepared?

Finally, after some bargaining, Yi Feng bought two relatively well-fitting robes from the tailor auntie.

However, after buying the clothes, Yi Feng didn’t follow Feng Qianyue’s expectations and start preparing for the inheritance. Instead, he continued to focus on food.

The sky gradually darkened.

The scenery at dusk was exceptionally beautiful. The fiery red clouds illuminated half the sky, casting a golden hue over the world.

The distant sea shimmered, perfectly mirroring the fiery clouds in the sky.

The sky above, the sea below—both halves of the world...

Under such a beautiful scene, one couldn’t help but feel joyful.

However.

Feng Qianyue couldn’t feel any joy at all.

From the moment they left the house until now, Yi Feng had wasted an entire day.

She saw it with her own eyes and felt anxious in her heart.

With one less day, there might not be enough time to prepare certain things, which could ultimately affect the success rate.

Finally, after a day of shopping, Yi Feng stretched contentedly.

“Busy all day, but I finally got everything I needed,” Yi Feng said with satisfaction.

His words completely relieved Feng Qianyue’s worries. She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to herself, *Is he finally going to start focusing on the important matters?*

“Sir, what should we do next?” Feng Qianyue asked cautiously.

“We’ve been running around all day. There’s nothing else to do now. Let’s head back,” Yi Feng said, shielding his eyes as he looked at the fiery clouds on the horizon, his expression relaxed.

However, Feng Qianyue’s lips twitched.

“Head... head back?”

She blinked her large eyes in disbelief and couldn’t help but ask, “Sir, aren’t you going to prepare for the inheritance? Are we really going back now?”

“I *am* preparing. Didn’t I just buy everything I needed?” Yi Feng twirled his storage ring and smiled. “Since everything’s ready, of course we should head back!”

Hearing this, Feng Qianyue was completely dumbfounded.

She took a deep breath and asked, word by word, “Are you saying that the beef jerky, pickled duck legs, and sausages you bought today are your preparations for the Death Inheritance?”

“Yeah, you were with me the whole time. Didn’t you see me buy them?” Yi Feng replied.

After getting his confirmation, Feng Qianyue staggered back two steps, holding her forehead, her face showing a look of utter disbelief.

So, this beef jerky and sausages were what he called “preparations.”

Good heavens!

Feng Qianyue didn’t know what to say anymore.

This was the Death Inheritance we were talking about!

Shouldn’t one prepare all kinds of life-saving trump cards and treasures for the Death Inheritance?

Bringing a bunch of beef jerky to the Death Inheritance?

Was he joking with her?

“Sir, what I mean is, the Death Inheritance is full of dangers and life-threatening situations. Besides the things you mentioned, don’t you need to prepare anything else?” Feng Qianyue asked.

“Other preparations?”

Yi Feng scratched his head. “Let me think about it.”

Seeing Yi Feng actually pondering seriously, Feng Qianyue was at a loss for words.

Shouldn’t it be common sense to make thorough preparations for the Death Inheritance? Yet, he needed her reminder and had to think about what to prepare.

To put it bluntly, his way of thinking was a bit... abnormal.

“Ah! Now that you mention it, I just remembered there’s something very important I haven’t prepared yet,” Yi Feng suddenly exclaimed, slapping his thigh.

Feng Qianyue breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed he was finally getting on track.

However.

Yi Feng’s next sentence sent her plummeting into an icy abyss.

“I only prepared beef jerky and sausages, but I forgot about dry rations. You can’t just eat dishes without rice, right? I need to prepare some dry rations. I’ll figure out how to compress them when I get back.”

“Wait for me, I’ll go buy some dry rations from the shop across the street,” Yi Feng said, then walked into the shop opposite and started bargaining with the shopkeeper again.

Feng Qianyue felt like crying, and even a little like dying.

She was starting to regret the decision she had made back at Fengyue Tower.

Although this man had managed to catch the Dragon Fish, upon closer interaction, he was just too unreliable.

After buying the dry rations, Yi Feng still showed no intention of making any other preparations. Instead, he was still basking in the satisfaction of successfully haggling.

Feng Qianyue completely shut her mouth and fell silent.

She resigned herself to fate.

She gave up.

She didn’t want to struggle anymore. If destruction was coming, then let it come.

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