As everyone knew, Lu Bei and gambling and poison were sworn enemies, unable to coexist beneath the same sky. Anything connected to either of those two things, he would not touch—not even once.
Today was no exception. He would not show mercy just because Yi Feng was nothing special.
His moral integrity had always been online.
His bottom line had always been refreshed.
He was just very flexible.
Golden light dragged afterimages as the sudden gale shook the void. White Yin, who was several beats slow, finally noticed that Elder Yi, whom he had placed such high hopes in, had plunged into the deep sea.
She had not even blocked one punch!
One punch...
Just one...
There was nothing left to say.
White Yin obediently landed and transformed into the shape of a silly, adorable kitten. With his paws tucked together, he squatted beside Si Feng's bench.
"Brother Ox, could you make room for me?"
"..."
Si Feng said nothing. He looked at White Yin in puzzlement. You keep jumping around—what exactly are you trying to accomplish?
Nearby, Hui Shan was still occasionally twitching. The bird's beak had swallowed her head, coating her entire face in saliva, and she still had not dried off.
Boom!!
The sea roiled, sending hundred-zhang waves surging skyward.
Yi Feng rose on her sword, her cold face pressing down on her chest as her beautiful eyes locked onto "Black Feather." She weighed the pros and cons, wondering whether she should fight the Fierce Bird to determine who was superior.
From the miserable state of the Xie Family Brothers, it was clear that "Black Feather" had awakened her bloodline divine ability. Her speed was unrivaled for the moment. Not to mention Tribulation Stage cultivators—even an Earth Immortal free of the danger of the Heavenly Tribulation could