Yi Feng's Timely Assistance

"Heh."

Yi Feng smiled faintly and extended the cleaver, saying, "Here you go."

As soon as Yi Feng finished speaking, Old Ancestor Qingshan's blood essence surged, making it hard for him to breathe.

Just as he expected!

The Senior had already seen through his intentions for coming here and had taken out the knife before he could even speak.

Such immense kindness.

It almost brought tears to his eyes.

"Master Yi, your great kindness is something Qingshan will never forget." With trembling hands, Old Ancestor Qingshan reverently accepted the cleaver from Yi Feng and knelt down in excitement.

Beside him, Zhu Yun also reacted.

He finally understood that the "knife" Old Ancestor Qingshan had mentioned was this very cleaver.

No wonder everyone in the sect was worried sick about the Black Tortoise Ancestor, yet Old Ancestor Qingshan, the person directly involved, remained calm and said he was going to borrow a knife.

At first, he didn't think any knife could be worth ten years of cultivation at the Martial King realm, but seeing it now, all his doubts vanished.

Following Old Ancestor Qingshan, he also knelt down towards Yi Feng.

"What are you two doing? Get up quickly." Seeing them kneel, Yi Feng hurried to help them up.

But the two were stubborn. They kowtowed heavily on the ground several times before finally standing up.

"Alas, why did you have to do that? It's just a cleaver," Yi Feng sighed.

The reason he gave the cleaver to Old Ancestor Qingshan was that he had overheard him mention during a previous meal that it would be great if he had a cleaver like this.

He could tell that Old Ancestor Qingshan longed to have a cleaver at home. Since he had just forged a new one and no longer needed the old one, he simply gave it to Old Ancestor Qingshan.

This world, some are rolling in wealth, while others are truly poor.

Especially people like those in Qingshan, who probably didn't even have a decent cleaver at home. He wondered how they cut their food normally. Perhaps they just twisted it with their hands...

Sigh!

Thinking about it this way, Yi Feng could quite understand their excitement. This knife was probably a lifesaver for them!

"To you, Master Yi, it is indeed just a cleaver, but to me, it's a lifesaver!" Old Ancestor Qingshan said emotionally.

As expected.

Yi Feng sighed softly, feeling a pang of sympathy for Old Ancestor Qingshan.

Old Ancestor Qingshan carefully put away the cleaver, his gratitude towards Yi Feng reaching the heavens.

He had thought this trip to borrow a knife would be fraught with difficulties. After all, it was a divine artifact of such high caliber, and he and Yi Feng had only met once. He really had no idea if the other party would be willing to lend it to him.

But who would have thought that the Senior, with his foresight, would give him the knife before he could even ask.

With this knife, he was confident he could fight the Black Tortoise Ancestor. This not only saved Old Ancestor Qingshan but also his entire Qingshan Sect.

Therefore, kneeling to Yi Feng was entirely justified.

After a long, long while, the two finally calmed down from their surprise and were no longer as distraught as before.

"Master Yi, I, Qingshan, can never repay your kindness. Although I know my offering is nothing compared to what you possess, please accept it." As he spoke, Old Ancestor Qingshan took out a fiery red bead from his storage bag.

As the bead was brought out, the surrounding temperature continued to rise.

"Unc...le, a Flame Bead!" Zhu Yun exclaimed from the side, also surprised that Old Ancestor Qingshan would bring out the Qingshan Sect's treasured artifact.

But then again, it made sense. What was one Flame Bead compared to borrowing a precious knife from a Senior?

"Master Yi, please, you must accept it."

Old Ancestor Qingshan bowed, holding the Flame Bead with both hands and offering it to Yi Feng.

"This thing..."

Yi Feng examined the Flame Bead, noticing its all-red surface and the intense heat emanating from within. He wondered if it had been dug out from some volcanic rock.

Of course, this was another world, filled with all sorts of strange and rare items, so Yi Feng wasn't particularly surprised. It would make a nice souvenir.

"This thing looks quite pleasing to the eye when displayed. I like it very much, so I'll accept it." Yi Feng didn't refuse Qingshan. He knew Qingshan was a very polite and principled person.

Such people didn't like to accept favors directly.

Therefore, if he refused, Old Ancestor Qingshan would feel that Yi Feng looked down on his offering.

Seeing Yi Feng accept it, Old Ancestor Qingshan finally breathed a sigh of relief, though a hint of helplessness crossed his face.

Before offering the gift, he had racked his brain, pondering for a long time before deciding to bring out this Flame Bead. In his opinion, it was the treasured artifact of the Qingshan Sect. Even if it wasn't a supreme treasure in the eyes of this Senior, it should still be enough to impress him.

But in his words, it was merely a decorative item. This left Old Ancestor Qingshan feeling quite deflated.

Indeed, with different identities and statuses, their perspectives were vastly different!

After thanking him repeatedly, Old Ancestor Qingshan seemed to recall something and asked meaningfully, "Master Yi, what are your plans for the future? Could you perhaps share them with my nephew and me?"

Hearing this, Zhu Yun also perked up his ears.