Chapter 939: Mutual Admiration

As Yi Feng's words fell, the entire scene fell into complete silence.

A deathly stillness.

The sound of leaves rustling on the ground seemed to become distinctly audible.

Everyone, as if pumped with adrenaline, locked their fervent gazes on Yi Feng.

Their eyes were filled with admiration, respect, and awe.

Because Yi Feng's speech had brought a tremendous impact to their spiritual world.

"Good!"

"Very well said."

Finally, after a brief silence, the scene erupted into enthusiastic applause.

"That was brilliantly spoken."

"Indeed, the character and realm of a hero are beyond what we can imagine."

"He is truly a pillar of our human race!"

"What a profound statement—'Death may be as light as a feather or as heavy as Mount Tai.'"

"If it weren't for the many burdens I carry, I would wish to be like this hero!"

"Even though I aspire to follow in the hero's footsteps, upon deeper reflection, I realize I simply cannot achieve it."

The scene buzzed with waves of discussion.

Some were fired up with passion, some clenched their teeth in silent frustration, while others, inspired by Yi Feng, immediately signed up on the spot.

However, the most moved by Yi Feng's words was the elderly man in charge of registrations from the Poison Island.

Leaning on his cane, he stood trembling at the entrance.

His eyes were already brimming with tears.

These poison masters gathered on Poison Island, working day and night without rest, researching tirelessly to prepare for the potential invasion of demons and monsters in the future, all for the sake of humanity. On the surface, they enjoyed high status and respect, but in reality...

But in reality, no one could understand the bitterness in their hearts.

Since Poison Island was a base for developing poisons, the entire island and its surroundings were devoid of any living creatures. Thus, the lives of these poison masters were devoid of any joy, and they had to endure the pungent, noxious odors of the poisons every moment.

Rarely leaving the island, whenever they did, people would avoid them upon hearing they were from Poison Island, fearing even the slightest contact with poison that might affect them. Even the idea of using poison to defend against future demon invasions was met with strong opposition, criticized for potentially harming humans and polluting the environment.

Especially the thankless task of recruiting volunteers here, which had accustomed him to cold shoulders.

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but wipe away a tear, sighing deeply to the heavens...

But today, finally, someone understood the plight of these poison masters who silently toiled for the future of humanity.

Finally, someone voiced their suffering.

Finally, someone acknowledged them.

As Yi Feng had said, many of the poison masters on the island were once prominent figures, giants in their own right. Now gathered together, they devoted themselves to research, truly shining in obscurity, their achievements hidden and their names unknown.

"Young master, please accept this old man's bow."

Overwhelmed with emotion, the old man clasped his hands and prepared to bow to Yi Feng.

Seeing this, Yi Feng quickly stepped forward and supported the old man.

He understood the importance of playing the part fully.

His path to the underworld still depended entirely on this old man.

Forcing his eyes to redden, Yi Feng tightly grasped the old man's hands and said solemnly, "Old sir, how could I possibly accept such a gesture from you? If anyone should bow, it should be me to you."

"You have silently sacrificed for the future of humanity, performing great deeds and making immense contributions. The saying 'The silkworm spins its silk until death, the candle burns its wick to ashes' perfectly describes you."

With that, Yi Feng clasped his hands and respectfully bowed to the old man.

Seeing this, the countless onlookers couldn't help but feel a deep respect, clasping their hands and following Yi Feng's lead in bowing.

"Old sir, please accept our bow as well."

"Good, good, good..."

"Hahaha..."

"What a profound saying—'The silkworm spins its silk until death, the candle burns its wick to ashes.'"

Receiving such widespread acknowledgment, the old man trembled with excitement. Ignoring the support of his attendant, he spread his arms and laughed heartily to the heavens, "With your words, even if we old folks on Poison Island work ourselves to death, it will be worth it!"

"Worth it!"

Looking at the old man before him, Yi Feng felt an inexplicable emotion stir within him.

His gaze, no longer casual, now held genuine respect.

Of course, he hadn't forgotten his purpose. He grabbed the old man's hand and said earnestly and resolutely, "So, please, you must grant my request—let me test the poisons for you!"

"Good, good, good!"

The old man tightly grasped Yi Feng's hand, finding no reason to refuse.

"What a fine young man."

In the distant sky, a robed old man stood in mid-air.

From where he stood, the very atmosphere seemed to shift, yet no one noticed him, as if he had merged seamlessly with space.

He observed everything happening at the registration site on the street.

If Yi Feng were here, he would recognize this as the same old man who had played chess with him on Fengyue Island, offered to take him as a disciple, and even given him a protective talisman—the same cunning old man.

"Young man, I never expected your insight to surpass even mine!"

The old man's face was full of admiration. "With your ability to grasp the legacy of death and your level of enlightenment, it's true that few are worthy of being your master!"

"You've only made me more determined to take you as my disciple."

The old man couldn't help but stroke his beard, looking thoroughly pleased.

"However, this young man has already successfully signed up for Poison Island, and the existence of Poison Island is indeed for the greater good of humanity. I cannot interfere with this just because I want to take him as my disciple, as it would ruin his state of mind."

"But I can't let him die either."

The old man frowned again, stroking his chin as he pondered deeply.

After a long while, he made a decision. "In that case, I'll sign up as well. I'll follow this young man closely and protect him. When he's on the brink of death from poisoning, I'll pull him back. This way, I won't interfere with Poison Island, and I won't let him die."

Finally, under the old man's emotional approval, Yi Feng successfully registered.

Inspired by Yi Feng's "poisonous" motivational speech, a few others in the crowd also signed up, though they lacked the strength to match their aspirations.

After all, those at the level of Dao Mirror experts were not easily encountered.

As Yi Feng and the old man both felt satisfied, and the crowd dispersed with admiration, another old man wearing a bamboo hat suddenly appeared, coming to the door to register.

"No need to say more, no need to ask. Everything is for the greater good of humanity!"

The old man directly borrowed Yi Feng's impassioned words to deliver his own rousing speech.

After speaking, the old man beneath the bamboo hat instinctively glanced toward Yi Feng.

Coincidentally, Yi Feng also looked over at that moment.

Through the veil of the bamboo hat, their eyes met.

"I only spoke of the greater good to take him as my disciple. Compared to this young man who truly acts for the greater good, I, his future master, fall short!"

"Truly, this young man is admirable!"

The old man thought to himself...

"I only want to die to achieve immortality after death, hence my grand words. Compared to this old man who truly acts for the greater good, I am truly shameful."

"This old man is truly admirable!"

Yi Feng thought to himself...

With these thoughts, the two looked at each other and nodded solemnly.

"Mutual admiration, indeed! Heroes truly admire one another!"

Beside them, the old man in charge of registrations, seeing the two heroes exchanging such profound gazes, couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

His words reached their ears.

Beneath the bamboo hat, the old man's face turned red.

Yi Feng looked up at the sky, coughing to dispel the awkwardness in his heart.