Ye Feng's soul transmigrated to a cultivation world. He felt his meridians, which had been ruined by the original owner, and his face turned grim. "How am I supposed to cultivate now?"<...
Holy crap!
I knew you wouldn't be up to par!
While Ye Feng was furious with the sword spirit, he used the Divine Spirit Technique. His Nascent Soul aura remained unchanged, and his external cultivation level had already reached the second level of Foundation Establishment.
Wear another vest inside a vest!
The expression on the other person's face changed again.
So it was a technique to conceal one's cultivation level... What a profound secret technique! Even my innate supernatural abilities couldn't see through it!
But why release the aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator outside?...
"Fellow Daoist is joking. I frowned just now because I was thinking about something else, which has nothing to do with the Heavenly Sword Sect."
While Ye Feng solemnly rejected the person's attempt to trap him, he also had a mental conversation with the sword spirit.
"Aren't you supposed to be so capable? How could someone see through you like that?"
"...Didn't you say a few days? It's been half a month already!"
Damn it...
Just tell me how much more you want to take!
Five... two or three times like last time, that should be about right...
[You took so many last time, I'll let you take ten!]
[Really?! Thank you, Master!!]
The clear and melodious call of "Master" made Ye Feng feel quite elated.
The conversation outside continued, and it gradually became somewhat tense.
"This friend dares to say he looks down on the Heavenly Sword Sect, but dares to state his name?"
The man in blue tapped his folding fan twice and said nonchalantly,
"So what if you give your name? I heard that your Heavenly Sword Sect's spiritual treasure was stolen by a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and you didn't do anything about it. I think his name is... Han Li!"
"Snap!" The folding fan opened.
"Great name! Perfect, my name is Han Li too! What can you do to me? Hahaha..."
Ye Feng: ......
"Okay! Okay! I hope you won't regret it!"
Zhang Lan of the Heavenly Sword Sect left after uttering harsh words.
Having said all that, the other party showed no regard for the Heavenly Sword Sect's prestige; continuing would only bring further humiliation.
The right thing to do is to go back and report the matter to the sect.
After Zhang Lan left, "Han Li" stood next to Ye Feng.
"Fellow Daoist, would you mind sharing a table?"
After speaking, he sat down without waiting for Ye Feng's reply.
Ye Feng simply stared at him coldly, without saying a word.
Although this person was attacking Zhang Lan of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he was actually targeting him.
As the saying goes, if someone comes to you for no reason, they're either a thief or a robber!
But I haven't offended many people, so why am I being targeted?
If it were someone from the Heavenly Sword Sect, it would be fine, but the other party's tone of voice was derogatory towards the Heavenly Sword Sect at every turn.
Even undercover agents wouldn't dare act like this...
This is the world of cultivation. If a sect's reputation is damaged due to personal reasons, regardless of whether one is an undercover agent or not, they will bear the consequences.
It sounds like it's for the sake of collective honor, but if you look closely, it's all driven by selfish motives.
To let one's Dao heart be tainted for the sake of a sect mission... very few people would do such a thing!
Just as the man in blue, posing as "Han Li," was choosing his words, Ye Feng's white dragonfish was served.
The aroma they emitted along the way made everyone's mouths water.
Just one whiff is enough to make one's soul tremble, increasing slightly...
Although it's only temporary, it's still comparable to a high-grade elixir.
Therefore, it's not necessarily an exaggeration to say that long-term consumption can increase the strength of one's soul.
"Guest! I have not failed you! The white arowana is still in its best condition!"
The chef's face was also filled with excitement. He had thought something bad would happen because of the short delay, but the white dragonfish was as fresh as if it had just been killed.
Making this dish will also greatly improve his culinary skills.
Cultivation of Immortals: A Hundred Arts!
For a chef, progress in culinary arts is progress in cultivation. If he could make such dishes every day, his cultivation speed would probably be no slower than that of the Holy Son of the Upper Sect.
"Okay! Thanks a lot..." Damn it!
Before Ye Feng could finish speaking, "Han Li" next to him produced a pair of chopsticks from nowhere and started eating.
Ye Feng took a deep breath and looked at the chef.
The chef, mistaking the man for a guest, was watching with a blissful expression as the man in blue ate his fish...
"Could you make another one for me... Thank you for your hard work!"
Judging from the sweat on the chef's forehead, preparing just one fish must have been quite tiring.
Ye Feng searched through his storage space and took out a high-grade Rejuvenation Pill, along with another white dragonfish, and handed it over.
The chef was taken aback for a moment, then happily carried the spirit fish away.
Ye Feng watched helplessly as "Han Li" devoured his food.
This person's secret technique can actually penetrate the disguise of a spirit artifact... Although Qianhuan hasn't fully recognized its master, and is primarily a sword, the armor it performs is definitely of the spirit artifact level.
This person's cultivation level... is unfathomable.
Most importantly, Ye Feng had absolutely no idea what the other party's purpose was.
Could it be that they know his identity as "Han Li"?
But how is that possible?
Even the Vast Ocean Fortress hasn't returned from the Purple Snow Plains yet; at most, they've only received some news.
How could one possibly be certain of their identity based on this alone?
He always wore a mask at the time, but Xiao Xuan thought it looked bad and threw it away.
As for some of the marked items from the Heavenly Demon Sect, they are still stored in their personal storage spaces.
The secret realm is full of Foundation Establishment cultivators... Ye Feng wasn't bragging, but he really didn't believe there were such talents in the Foundation Establishment field!
Another possibility is that the other party has a connection with Zi Yun, or is also a powerful being like that...
But then why bother arguing with the Golden Core cultivators of the Heavenly Sword Sect? Why not just kill them directly?
I can't figure it out, I just can't figure it out...
While Ye Feng remained silent, the white dragonfish had already swallowed a third of its prey.
Han Li then wiped his mouth.
"Oh dear! I'm so sorry, I just had a craving... really..."
"hehe!"
Ye Feng responded with two forced smiles.
"I do not know your name, my esteemed friend. I, Han Li, will certainly repay you in the future!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng frowned.
What do you mean? Do you really not know I'm Han Li?
Or is it just that his name is also Han Li?
Since that's the case...
Ye Feng stood up and took two steps back, his sword fingers together, and solemnly said,
"A patch of cloud hangs in the northwestern sky, a crow flies into a flock of phoenixes..."
The man in blue stared wide-eyed at Ye Feng's actions in disbelief.
"Nine Palaces Gate! Wang Lin!"
"Greetings, fellow Daoist!"
This... isn't that Li Feiyu?!