Yi Feng hurriedly found a patch of grass.
Only after relieving himself did his mood ease a little.
As he was about to get up, Yi Feng instinctively felt around inside his robes, only to discover that they were completely empty.
At once.
Yi Feng froze, seized by a bad feeling.
After carefully checking both sleeves again and finding nothing, the relieved look on his face stiffened.
"Fuck..."
"I actually didn't bring any paper!"
He truly had not expected that after having just offered someone else his blessings, he would run into the same situation himself.
What the hell.
Who had ever heard of blessings coming with a Seven Wounds Fist buff?
What an awkward coincidence.
Yi Feng was not too flustered. He had extensive wilderness survival experience; this little matter was nothing.
Without even needing to think, he took a novel out of his Storage Ring. Unfortunately, the pages were tiny, only slightly larger than his palm, and he had to tear out several pages before he had enough.
A book was always too scarce when the time came to use it.
Once he was done and stood up, Yi Feng's expression visibly improved.
As he returned in comfort, he also came to terms with quite a few things.
"This time, that expert Old Six beat me to it, so I made the trip for nothing. But it isn't entirely a bad thing. Since there was an expert here capable of killing that Butcher-whatever in one sword strike, it means this place doesn't lack experts. That Butcher-whatever isn't some rare commodity either."
"Lan Star really is impressive. There are still loads of experts around, and opportunities are everywhere!"
"I need to find a way to gather information on that expert..."
As he muttered and walked, Yi Feng felt a