Yi Feng's Timely Help in the Snow

"Heh heh."

Yi Feng smiled faintly and held out the kitchen knife. "Here, take it."

The moment Yi Feng spoke, Old Ancestor Qingshan's blood and energy surged, and he felt as though he could hardly breathe.

Sure enough!

The senior had long seen through his purpose in coming here. Before he could even speak, the senior had directly taken out the knife.

Such a tremendous kindness.

It nearly brought tears flooding to his eyes.

"Master Yi's great kindness—I, Qingshan, will never forget it for as long as I live." With both hands, Old Ancestor Qingshan solemnly and tremblingly accepted the kitchen knife from Yi Feng. Overcome with emotion, he directly dropped to his knees.

At the side, Zhu Yun came to his senses as well.

He finally understood that the knife Old Ancestor Qingshan had spoken of was the kitchen knife before them.

No wonder, while the entire sect was frowning in distress over Black Tortoise Ancestor, Old Ancestor Qingshan, the person directly involved, had remained calm and said he was going to borrow a knife.

At first, Zhu Yun had not thought there could be any knife capable of matching ten years of a Martial King's cultivation. But now that he saw it, every trace of doubt in his heart vanished.

Following Old Ancestor Qingshan, he too knelt before Yi Feng.

"What are you doing? Hurry and get up." Seeing the two actually kneel, Yi Feng hurriedly moved to help them up.

Yet the two stubbornly knocked their heads heavily against the ground several times before they were willing to rise.

"Ah, why go this far? It's only a kitchen knife, isn't it?" Yi Feng said with a sigh.

The reason he had given the kitchen knife to Old Ancestor Qingshan was that, when they had cooked together last time, he had heard Old Ancestor Qingshan mutter that it would be nice if he had a kitchen knife like this.

Yi Feng could tell that Old Ancestor Qingshan yearned to have a kitchen knife at home. As it happened, he had forged a new one, and the old one was no longer useful, so he simply gave it to Old Ancestor Qingshan.

This world really was something—those who were rich were swimming in oil, while those who were poor were poor to the bone.

Especially someone like Qingshan. He probably did not even have a decent kitchen knife at home. Yi Feng had no idea how they usually chopped vegetables. Maybe they simply tore them apart with their hands...

Ah!

Thinking of it that way, Yi Feng could understand why they were so excited. Perhaps this knife was truly a timely help in the snow for them!

"To Master Yi, it may indeed be only a kitchen knife, but to me, it is truly timely help in the snow!" Old Ancestor Qingshan said excitedly.

Just as expected.

Yi Feng sighed softly, feeling rather heartbroken for Old Ancestor Qingshan.

Old Ancestor Qingshan carefully put away the kitchen knife, his gratitude toward Yi Feng soaring to the heavens.

He had originally thought this journey to borrow the knife would be fraught with difficulties. After all, it was a divine object of such a high grade, and he and Yi Feng had only met once. He truly had no idea whether the man would be willing to lend it.

Yet who could have imagined that the senior would know before he was told and directly give him the knife before he even opened his mouth?

With this knife, he had full confidence in fighting Black Tortoise Ancestor. This did not merely save Old Ancestor Qingshan—it saved the entire Qingshan Sect as well.

Therefore, paying Yi Feng homage on his knees was not excessive in the slightest.

Only after a long, long while did the two gradually calm down from their delight, no longer as composed as before.

"Master Yi, your kindness is beyond anything I, Qingshan, can repay. Although I know my possessions are not worth mentioning in your eyes, I still ask that you accept this." As he spoke, Old Ancestor Qingshan took a fiery red bead from his storage pouch.

As soon as the bead appeared, the temperature throughout the surrounding area steadily rose.

"Uncle... the Flame Bead!" Zhu Yun cried out from the side. He had not expected Old Ancestor Qingshan to take out even the Qingshan Sect's mountain-guarding treasure.

But on second thought, if they could borrow a treasured blade from the senior, what did it matter to give up a Flame Bead?

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

Old Ancestor Qingshan bowed and held the Flame Bead up to Yi Feng with both hands.

"This thing..."

Yi Feng examined the Flame Bead and found that it was red all over, radiating intense heat from within. He had no idea which volcanic pit it had been dug out of.

Of course, this was another world after all. There were plenty of strange and curious things like this, so Yi Feng did not find it particularly remarkable. Still, it would make a rather nice keepsake.

"This thing looks quite pleasing as an ornament. I like it, so I'll accept it." Yi Feng did not refuse Qingshan either. He knew Qingshan was a very polite man with character.

People like that were not very willing to accept favors from others for nothing.

If he refused, Old Ancestor Qingshan would instead think Yi Feng looked down on his gift.

Seeing Yi Feng accept it, Old Ancestor Qingshan finally let out a sigh of relief. Yet his face also carried a touch of helplessness.

Before giving the gift, he had racked his brains for quite some time. After turning it over and over in his mind, he had decided to take out this Flame Bead. In his view, it was the Qingshan Sect's mountain-guarding treasure. Even if it did not count as a Supreme Treasure in this senior's eyes, it should at least have been enough to impress him.

Yet in Yi Feng's mouth, it was merely a decorative ornament to put on display. This left Old Ancestor Qingshan deeply frustrated.

Sure enough, with different status and standing came vastly different horizons!

After thanking him repeatedly, Old Ancestor Qingshan seemed to recall something and asked meaningfully, "Master Yi, may I ask what plans you have for the future? Could you perhaps reveal a little to my nephew and me?"

At this, Zhu Yun beside him pricked up his ears as well.