Yi Feng flew over seas of clouds and rosy light, returning to the Outer Sect Island Cluster in the blink of an eye.
The Immortal Islands no longer possessed their former tranquility. The cultivators seemed to have been frightened by the commotion at the Demon Suppressing Prison. Within mere breaths, several streaks of light flew past.
Yi Feng could not be bothered with these idle people. Even if he wanted to inquire about that vicious auntie, these people would be of no use.
With a casual glance, he flew straight toward his Cave Mansion.
Landing before the courtyard gate of the Immortal Island, Yi Feng instinctively took out his Cave Mansion jade token and was about to open the gate. Only when he raised his eyes did he see that the courtyard gate was already wide open, as though someone else had moved in.
Well, damn.
How long had it been? They even had the gate key already.
They had moved into the magpie's nest and taken over the nest with remarkable efficiency!
Standing stiffly before the gate, Yi Feng wore a complicated expression. The words "the world is cold and human hearts are fickle" truly were not false at all.
Before he could take a closer look, an unusual fragrance of wine drifted out from the courtyard.
Then came a burst of drunken, slurred laughter.
"Don't, no..."
"Heh heh, you little vixen were so proud that day. How come you're being so obedient and sensible today?"
"Young Master An, I was only blinded for a moment. How can you keep dredging up old accounts..."
"Blinded? I think it wasn't only your eyes that were covered. How could a Mortal Star cultivator be mentioned in the same breath as me? Now that he has died in the Demon Suppressing Prison,