Otherworld Little Sun

In the image.

It showed Old Ancestor Qingshan taking out the saber in front of the Third Elder and Yu Wujie.

Even though it was only shown in the image, the moment the saber was drawn, its formidable aura still shocked Peng Ying, causing her to open her red lips.

Under the deterrence, her face turned even paler.

"Look, it's this saber." The image was very short, only a fleeting moment to see the full appearance of this peerless divine saber. Seizing the opportunity, Yu Wujie quickly exclaimed.

"A cleaver?"

Upon seeing its full appearance, Peng Ying asked in surprise.

"Yes, a cleaver." Yu Wujie said with emotion, "I don't know what the senior who forged this saber was thinking, but it doesn't matter. What's important is that this saber is indeed very powerful. With this saber, the battle between the Old Ancestor and the Black Tortoise Ancestor will surely be a piece of cake."

"Mm!"

Peng Ying nodded absentmindedly, seemingly lost in thought.

"What's wrong, Ying'er? Is something on your mind?" Yu Wujie quickly asked softly. Remember this address: http://

"No, I just feel... I just feel this cleaver is very familiar, like I've seen it somewhere before." Peng Ying said.

"Oh, don't overthink it, you must be mistaken." Yu Wujie chuckled, "A saber of this caliber is treasured by the Old Ancestor himself, how could you have seen it?"

"That's true."

Peng Ying also nodded, she felt the thought was quite unbelievable.

"Alright, I'll get you into the inner sect as soon as possible." Yu Wujie took the opportunity to put his arm around Peng Ying's slender waist and said gently, "We just have to wait a while longer, otherwise people will gossip."

Her waist twisted slightly, and Peng Ying said gratefully, "Thank you, Brother Wujie, you're so kind."

The autumn air was thick.

Fallen leaves covered the ground in a thick layer.

The cold air finally arrived. Yi Feng put on more clothes, and even his lounge chair was covered with a blanket, yet the heavy clothing couldn't block the dampness in the air.

The biting cold made Yi Feng freeze like a dog.

Fortunately, as someone from Earth, although he was lazy, he was quite resourceful when he got down to business. He made a reflective tin plate into a stove and placed the Flame Bead inside. The heat radiated from the tin plate, warming Yi Feng's entire body.

"Otherworldly 'Little Sun', the only one in the world, and it doesn't even use electricity."

Yi Feng curved his lips and looked out at the street.

Not far away, a dejected little figure walked back with his head down.

"Sigh!"

Yi Feng sighed. It seemed Zhong Qing's aptitude wasn't enough to join the Qingshan Sect.

"Greetings, Master."

Yi Feng nodded, offered him a smile, and said, "It's cold, sit down and warm yourself by the fire!"

"It's alright, Master. I'll go practice a couple more sets of punches, then cook the meal, pick the vegetables, and wait for you to cook." Zhong Qing said softly and walked towards the inner hall.

Yi Feng sighed.

As the weather grew colder, business also cooled down considerably.

"It seems I need to move on to my next plan." Yi Feng petted the dog beside him and walked to the desk.

He picked up his brush.

He put it down, and Supreme Treasure and Zixia Fairy was already on the rice paper.

This was something Yi Feng couldn't help but do. Relying solely on the martial arts hall was simply not enough to cover expenses. Every winter, he would pick up his brush and write some stories, hoping to sell them.

The previous winter, he had written a book called Dream of the Red Chamber, but whether it was because the audience was too small or for some other reason, it failed as expected.

This year, he thought for a long time and finally decided to write Zixia Fairy and Supreme Treasure. As a post-90s youth from Earth, the love story of the two still evoked many emotions and sentiments in him.

For this book, he didn't ask for many readers. As long as a few people bought it occasionally, it would be enough to improve his life.

Fortunately, there was a merchant guild in Pingjiang City that he had helped before, and they could help with printing and selling.

The rice paper was slowly filled with neat handwriting.

"Cough cough!"

A cough came from outside the door.

Yi Feng put down his brush and paper, got up, and walked to the door. A smile couldn't help but form on his lips.

Outside the door stood an old man wearing a straw cape. The old man had a sharp face, and there was a crisscrossed scar next to his aquiline nose.

His surname was Wu. Speaking of which, Old Man Wu was an old friend of his.

However, in Yi Feng's opinion, this old man wasn't entirely normal.

Every time he came to his place, he would stand outside the door and stare at the plaque of his martial arts hall for a long time, and Yi Feng didn't know what he was doing.

As expected.

The old man was spacing out again.

"Old friend, long time no see." After a long while, the old man snapped out of it and greeted Yi Feng.

Yi Feng's mouth twitched.

Does this old guy have any idea how old I am compared to him? He always talks like we're old buddies, I don't know what's gotten into him.

However, Old Man Wu had always called him that since they met, and Yi Feng had gotten used to it, so he addressed him the same way.

"Brother Wu, long time no see," Yi Feng called out.

"Haha, my friend, you impress me." Looking at the well-fed Yi Feng, a shrewd glint flashed in his eyes, and he chuckled, "We're the same kind of people, Brother Yi, you've taken it to an even greater extreme than I have!"

"Huh?"

Yi Feng blinked, completely failing to understand.

But the old man was used to speaking cryptically and didn't mind. He said, "It's cold outside, want to come in and sit for a while?"

Old Man Wu nodded and walked towards Yi Feng. As usual, he didn't enter Yi Feng's Martial Arts Hall, but sat down on the steps by the entrance.

As if knowing what he wanted to say, Yi Feng spoke first, "Yes, yes, you're right. Prying into people's caves is a major taboo for people like us. There's no need for us to be so formal with each other!"