Thus, the utterly helpless Feng Lei was dragged away just like that.
But they did not remain idle afterward, mainly because he felt that drifting about without a fixed home was not a solution.
Finding a place to live was the most important thing.
Of course, there were requirements—such as not settling beside any Quasi-Saint bigshots.
Otherwise, any little secrets they had would be impossible to hide from those bigshots.
They still had to stay farther away, but most of the good places had already been claimed by those bigshots.
Now, they could only make do and choose somewhere else.
Before long, Qin Feng recalled a good place, one he had visited before.
It was the five immortal islands of Penglai in the East Sea. Although all five immortal islands were already inhabited, there were still many islands of varying sizes beyond them.
Only demonic beasts lived on those islands. They merely needed to choose one, and it was also far from the site of the Witch-Demon War.
That meant that even if fighting broke out, no matter how far it spread, it could not possibly reach where they were now.
After hearing Qin Feng's description, Feng Lei nodded in satisfaction.
To him, this truly was one of the better places.
He had never been to the East Sea either, so he headed toward it together with Qin Feng.
More than two hours later.
Three figures appeared in the skies above the East Sea.
The people on the five immortal islands stared at the figures in the sky in astonishment.
After a while, someone finally recognized them. Wasn't one of them Qin Feng, who had helped them deal with Qiongqi back then?
But before they could say anything, Qin Feng, suspended in midair, dropped straight down in one direction.
Then