Unprecedented Repercussions

Yi Feng initially wanted to refuse, but Yin Xiong's hospitality was hard to decline. He could only accept it frankly, perhaps the Baofeng Merchant Association really intended to develop in this direction!

After leaving the Baofeng Merchant Association, Yi Feng returned to the Martial Arts Hall, feeling much more relaxed.

With the Baofeng Merchant Association's full support, he could probably earn some money and no longer worry about that aspect.

Meanwhile, Luolan Xue and Yin Luoli returned to the Qingshan Sect and promptly reported the matter to the Old Ancestor Qingshan.

"Good, well done."

The Old Ancestor Qingshan said with joy, "It seems our relationship with Senior is getting better and better. It's just a shame that Senior lent me the Divine Blade, yet I couldn't slay Xuanwu with it."

"Indeed!" Luolan Xue also sighed slightly, but then asked with confusion, "Master, you pursued the Black Tortoise Ancestor for thousands of miles with the Divine Blade that day. Judging by the situation, you should have slain him, so how could..."

"Alas, my previous intelligence on Xuanwu was inaccurate!"

The Old Ancestor Qingshan sighed, "Only when we truly fought did I realize he had been a Martial King for over thirty years. Coupled with my insufficient strength to fully control the Divine Blade, he managed to escape!"

"No wonder..."

Luolan Xue nodded, her face still showing lingering fear. If not for Mr. Yi's Divine Blade, she might have lost her Master at the Wind and Rain Platform that day! Remember this site in one second: http://

"By the way, Xue'er, did you personally give the Human Crystal Fruit to Senior?" the Old Ancestor Qingshan suddenly remembered and said quickly.

"A total of eight fruits have all been given to Senior," Luolan Xue replied respectfully.

"That's good, that's good." The Old Ancestor Qingshan nodded, then waved his hand, took out a jade box, and said, "Xue'er, here's another Human Crystal Fruit. Take it and share it with Luoli!"

"Ah, Master, how can this be? This Human Crystal Fruit only yields nine in a thousand years. Such a precious item should be enjoyed by yourself!" Luolan Xue quickly declined.

"It's alright. As for me, I was fortunate enough to taste a sliver with your Grandmaster a thousand years ago. Originally, all nine were to be given to Senior Yi, but I thought of you two, so I specifically took one out for you," the Old Ancestor Qingshan said with a smile.

"Master." Luolan Xue's eyes welled up with tears.

"You may go. I need to go into seclusion. When I emerge, I will accompany you to visit Senior again." With that, the Old Ancestor Qingshan closed his eyes.

"Yes, Disciple takes leave."

Luolan Xue then held the jade box with both hands and respectfully withdrew.

Time passed quietly.

It was already late autumn.

And Yi Feng's writings, with the full operation of the Baofeng Merchant Association, had been successfully published.

Martial Arts Hall.

Yi Feng sat by the bedside, his hand resting on Zhong Qing's forehead.

"Master, I'm fine," Zhong Qing said, opening his eyes. "You go rest. I'll cook after lying down for a while and feeling better."

"You still say you're fine?" Yi Feng's expression darkened, and he reprimanded, "Look at how high your fever is, and look at your swollen hands and feet. Lie down properly and don't move anywhere."

Yi Feng rarely got angry, which made Zhong Qing fall silent.

Seeing this, Yi Feng sighed softly.

It was his fault for not paying enough attention to Zhong Qing. This child practiced martial arts all day, causing muscle strain and swelling in his hands and feet to an unbearable degree. Coupled with the cold weather and a cold, he looked haggard.

After covering Zhong Qing with a blanket, Yi Feng, distressed, walked to the front hall, then shouldered his bamboo basket, planning to go to the back mountains of Pingjiang City to gather some herbs for Zhong Qing.

Although Zhong Qing had only been known for a short time and had even added to Yi Feng's financial burden, ever since he arrived, all sorts of chores no longer required Yi Feng's personal attention.

In his heart, this child had long been a part of his family.

Before leaving, Yi Feng instructed the young servant opposite to look after Zhong Qing, as he didn't know how many days this trip would take. Then, he took a sickle and entered the mountains.

As the saying goes, "Looking at a mountain and running a horse to death" perfectly describes it. It took Yi Feng a full three days to reach the foot of the mountain.

Fortunately, there were no major wild beasts in the mountains. He could usually subsist on wild fruits and rabbits, and quench his thirst with mountain spring water. At the same time, he harvested herbs. Although it was tiring, the unique scenery in the mountains was an unmissable visual feast.

And during Yi Feng's days in the mountains, Pingjiang City had already stirred up a craze for book collecting.

A book titled A Terracotta Warrior and Zixia Fairy had appeared out of nowhere.

The love-hate relationship and coincidences between the protagonists in the book resonated with countless people, so the first edition was swept away.

This was not just for mortals; even most of the female disciples of the Qingshan Sect basically held a copy in their hands.

"Mr. Yi's books are indeed good. Only someone like Mr. Yi could write such a book!"

Luolan Xue sat cross-legged on the peak of the Qingshan Sect, with clouds and mist swirling around her. Her delicate figure was faintly visible from afar, as beautiful as a celestial being.

In just two days, Luolan Xue had finished reading the book once. When she closed the book, her beautiful eyes were filled with mist, perhaps out of regret or reluctance for the story in the book.

"Xue'er."

At this moment, a figure landed beside Luolan Xue. He exuded an aura of authority, his hands behind his back, looking at Luolan Xue.

"Greetings, Sect Leader Senior Brother."

The person who arrived was Zhu Yun of the Qingshan Sect. Luolan Xue rose to pay her respects.

"Xue'er, why has the sect been so negligent recently? I don't even see disciples training in the martial arts field."

Zhu Yun had just emerged from seclusion and found the Qingshan Sect unusually quiet, lacking the vibrant atmosphere of the past. As the Sect Leader, he naturally did not wish to see this scene, and there was a hint of anger on his face as he spoke.

Hearing this, Luolan Xue gave a wry smile and said, "Reporting to Sect Leader Senior Brother, this is probably related to Mr. Yi's book."

"Mr. Yi's book?"

Zhu Yun was startled and reached out, asking, "Do you have it?"

Luolan Xue extended her jade hand.

Zhu Yun took the book, holding it reverently, and asked, "Is this truly written by Mr. Yi?"

Luolan Xue nodded solemnly.

Zhu Yun took an excited breath, and with a flick of his foot, he had already ascended into the sky.

"Senior Brother, you?"

Luolan Xue called out.

"I'm going into seclusion for two days. Please handle the sect's affairs, and we'll discuss matters later," Zhu Yun's telepathic message echoed from the sky.

Luolan Xue was stunned.

"Sect Leader Senior Brother, didn't you just come out of seclusion?"

But the sky...

Offered no further reply.