Fantasy: I Can Randomly Refresh My Realm

Xiao Feng transmigrated and became a rich second-generation master. The original owner didn't cultivate and only knew how to grovel before his junior sister, ultimately dying of frustration.

Chapter 845 Determination

The warm tea entered his mouth, and a warm current flowed down his throat into his chest, dispelling the chill in his heart.

"May I ask where this brother comes from?" the host asked after sitting down, his voice tinged with curiosity.

Xiao Feng put down his teacup and replied somewhat awkwardly, "To be honest, I don't know how I got here. I only remember jumping off a cliff before I lost consciousness, and when I woke up, I was already on Shenlong Island."

"Oh my, this is truly strange!" the hostess exclaimed. "Could it be as Xiao Bao said, that the Sea God sent you here?"

Xiao Feng shook his head with a wry smile: "Perhaps, I can't say for sure."

"Brother, could you tell me about your background?" the host asked curiously.

Xiao Feng remained silent for a moment before deciding to tell the truth.

"My name is Xiao Feng. I accidentally fell into the sea and thought I was going to die, but I ended up here by accident."

"So that's how it is!" the host exclaimed. "I never expected to encounter such a remarkable person on our little island."

Xiao Feng waved his hand and said with a wry smile, "What kind of master is he? He's just a pitiful person who was expelled from his sect."

A moment of silence fell over the room, and the atmosphere became somewhat heavy.

Just as Xiao Feng was wondering how to proceed, the child's innocent voice broke the silence.

"Big brother, don't be sad. Stay here and we can play together!"

Xiao Feng felt a warmth in his heart and couldn't help but smile.

"Thank you for your kindness, little friend."

“Yes,” the host chimed in. “Since you have nowhere to go, why don’t you stay here with us? The conditions are simple, but at least we can shelter you from the wind and rain.”

"This..." Xiao Feng hesitated, "I'm afraid it will cause you trouble."

"Oh dear, don't say that," the hostess said gently. "Although we are an ordinary family, we also understand the principle of helping each other."

Xiao Feng bowed deeply: "Thank you all for your kindness. I am deeply grateful."

"Don't mention it, it's all my pleasure." The host laughed heartily, "Come, come, let me tell you about our family."

Next, the male host told Xiao Feng about their past.

They were originally ordinary fishermen, but their lives became unsustainable due to oppression by powerful figures in their hometown.

Left with no other choice, they drifted around in their dilapidated fishing boat, eventually ending up on Shenlong Island.

In order to survive, they used local materials to build houses and cultivate land, gradually taking root on this deserted island.

After hearing their stories, Xiao Feng was filled with mixed emotions.

"Thank you so much for taking me in," Xiao Feng said sincerely. "I will do my best to repay you."

"Oh, don't say that." The host patted Xiao Feng's shoulder with a smile. "We just met by chance. You should settle down and take good care of yourself."

And so, Xiao Feng settled down in this warm family.

Although he lost his sight, he found a long-lost sense of belonging here.

As night fell, a burst of noise from outside broke the brief tranquility of the small house.

Wu Wu's parents stood up alertly and exchanged a worried look.

"You stay here and look after Xiao Feng, I'll go out and check on him," Wu Wu's father said to his wife in a low voice.

He had just reached the door when the noise outside suddenly became even clearer.

The scene was filled with angry shouts, hysterical cries, and the sound of footsteps.

Wu Wu's father suddenly flung open the door, and the sight before him made him gasp.

Under the moonlight, a group of menacing villagers, carrying torches and farm tools, were approaching their hut.

The leading men had ferocious-looking faces.

They were dressed in coarse linen clothes, their faces and arms covered in mud, looking like demons crawling out of hell.

"Hand over Wuwu!" roared a burly man with a face full of scars. "He is the priest chosen by the sea god and must undergo the sea sacrifice!"

"Yes, the Sea God has already manifested!"

Another tall, thin man chimed in shrill voice, "If we don't offer sacrifices to Wuwu, the sea god will bring disaster, and the whole village will suffer!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Wu's parents turned deathly pale.

They stumbled to the door and knelt on the ground, pleading with the villagers.

"Please, please, spare my child!"

Wu Wu's mother was in tears, her voice trembling: "She's so young, how can she bear the pain of the sea sacrifice?"

"We are willing to go to the sea sacrifice in place of Wuwu!"

Wu Wu's father also knelt down and kowtowed, his forehead quickly bleeding: "Please have mercy and spare our daughter!"

However, these crazed villagers wouldn't listen to any of their pleas.

They roared like wild beasts, their eyes filled only with fanatical faith and a thirst for sacrifice.

"Stop talking nonsense! Hand over Wu Wu now!" The burly man at the head of the group shoved Wu Wu's father aside and strode into the house.

Other villagers also rushed in, roughly shoving and pushing Wu Wu's parents.

Someone kicked Wu Wu's father in the stomach, causing him to curl up in pain.

Wu Wu's mother tried to stop them, but someone grabbed her hair and slammed her against the wall, letting out a painful groan.

The room was instantly thrown into chaos, with furniture overturned and items flying everywhere.

Wuwu's parents lay on the ground, covered in injuries, yet they still desperately guarded the door leading to the inner room, preventing the villagers from going in and taking their daughter away.

Just as the villagers were about to rush into the inner room, a calm voice suddenly rang out.

"Please stop, everyone."

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a tall, upright young man leaning on a white cane, slowly walking to the center of the room.

Although he was blind, his every move exuded an aura that should not be underestimated.

"Who is this young master?" the burly man at the head of the group asked, frowning.

"I am Xiao Feng," Xiao Feng said calmly. "Although I am blind, I am not deaf. Your actions are truly unfair."

"What fairness or unfairness? This is the will of the sea god!" the tall, thin man retorted shrilly.

Xiao Feng sneered and suddenly swung his cane, striking the man's hand with a "smack".

The tall, thin man screamed, and the torch in his hand fell to the ground.

"You!" the burly man roared, throwing a punch at Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng dodged to the side, easily avoiding the attack.

With a flick of his right hand, his cane struck the burly man in the abdomen with a thud.

The burly man grunted and staggered back a few steps.

"Who else wants to try?" Xiao Feng said coldly, tapping the ground lightly with his cane, making a crisp sound.

The villagers looked at each other, none of them daring to make a move.

Although Xiao Feng was blind, his skills far surpassed those of ordinary people, which instilled fear in them.

Xiao Feng turned to Wu Wu's parents, his tone softening slightly: "You two need not worry. With me here, no one can harm your daughter."