Liu Feng asked curiously, "Becoming a god is something everyone dreams of. Don't you want to live forever?"
Yu Daohan shook his head, looking lazy. "What's the point of living so long? A hundred years is enough for a lifetime. I just want to be a salted fish. But it's strange, I have a peculiar aversion to the word 'immortal.'"
Liu Feng smiled faintly, not pressing the issue. Five hundred years ago, he had asked the same question, and a thousand years ago, he had asked it too. The answer was always the same: no.
"Alright, get some rest. We'll continue cultivating tomorrow." Liu Feng finished speaking and walked to the bedside to lie down.
Yu Daohan quickly finished his noodles, washed the bowls, and began to cultivate in a cross-legged position.
The next morning.
Yu Daohan got up and started cultivating. By mealtime, Liu Feng naturally did the cooking.
Thus, they went out in the morning and returned in the evening, their days passing quite fulfilling, much like the married life of ancient times. m..oΓg
Nearly a month passed, and Yu Daohan had mastered the combat techniques and usage of the Kanglong Halberd to about seventy to eighty percent.
In the morning, Yu Daohan trained as usual. However, unlike usual, Liu Feng, who should have been outside the wooden house, was unusually sitting on a chair.
Yu Daohan took out his phone and checked the time. It was eight-thirty. He hadn't overslept. Why wasn't this guy waiting outside today? "Why aren't you waiting for me outside today?"
Liu Feng was a bit speechless. Did he have to wait for him outside every day?
"Something happened in Ghost Street, and I need to go back. I'll teach you how to fuse with the Ghost Horn when I'm back. Prepare yourself."
Although Yu Daohan didn't know what had happened, he nodded. "It's fine, you go back first. I'll be alright here."
With Liu Feng's strength, even Ghost Kings were no match for him, so there was no need to worry.
Liu Feng left, and Yu Daohan continued to cultivate as usual. Another week passed.
At ten-thirty in the evening, just as Yu Daohan climbed into bed, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Bang, bang, bang.
Yu Daohan's nerves tensed. He reached for the Kanglong Halberd by his pillow. "Who is it?"
In this desolate wilderness, it was impossible for any living person to be here. That meant only one thing: the person outside the door was not human!
"Daohan, it's me, Liu Feng!"
Hearing Liu Feng's voice, Yu Daohan slowed his steps and walked over. He approached the door and peered through the crack.
He saw Liu Feng clutching his arm, his face extremely pale. It was obvious he was injured.
Yu Daohan quickly pulled the door open. Liu Feng, panting heavily, managed a smile on his ashen face. "I'm back!"
Yu Daohan stepped aside, and as Liu Feng walked in, he heard a rustling sound from the nearby woods.
"Quick, close the door! They don't dare to come in!" Liu Feng said, suppressing his pain.
Yu Daohan looked at Liu Feng's bleeding arm, his expression changing. He quickly closed the door.
Liu Feng's strength was such that even Ghost Kings couldn't harm him. Could it be a top expert from the Black List?
"Could it be a top expert from the Black List?" Yu Daohan listened to the sounds in the woods getting closer and couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
Liu Feng sat down on a chair. "No, just an expert from the Heaven List."
Yu Daohan was confused, thinking he had misheard. "The Heaven List?"
"Have the Heaven List experts become this formidable now?"
Liu Feng circulated the Qi within his body to heal his injuries. "He's not worthy of injuring me."
As soon as Liu Feng said this, Yu Daohan understood. Liu Feng's injury was caused by someone else.
"My injuries are too severe. Give me twenty minutes. The guy outside will be dead by then." Liu Feng closed his eyes slightly, circulating the Qi within him to heal.
"I'll go out and buy you some time." As soon as Yu Daohan finished speaking, he prepared to open the door.
Liu Feng spoke to stop him. "No need. Although I'm seriously injured, the guy outside knows my strength and shouldn't rashly enter. Besides, I don't want you to take risks."
Yu Daohan remained silent. Rushing out without knowing the opponent's exact strength was indeed unwise.
"He's here!" Liu Feng opened his eyes and prepared to open the door to fight.
Yu Daohan placed a hand on Liu Feng's shoulder. "You focus on healing. I'll guard you."
"But..." Liu Feng still wanted to object.
Yu Daohan grinned. "I'm the number one on the Earth List, after all. I'm not as weak as you think."
As soon as Yu Daohan finished speaking, he turned and walked directly towards the door.
Liu Feng smiled faintly. Some things, even after a thousand years of reincarnation, could not be changed.
Yu Daohan pushed the door open and walked out, then closed it behind him.
As the saying goes, a little strength leads to arrogance. Yu Daohan also wanted to see how effective his month of special training had been.
Yu Daohan scanned his surroundings and looked in one direction of the woods. "Come out."
From the woods, a figure slowly emerged and stopped less than five meters away from Yu Daohan.
The moonlight glinted off the man's dagger, emitting a chilling aura. Yu Daohan could clearly see the killing intent on the man's face.
Yu Daohan gripped the Kanglong Halberd in his hand, not daring to be careless. The man also became vigilant upon seeing the Kanglong Halberd in Yu Daohan's hand.
The moment their eyes met, they both attacked simultaneously. The man gripped his dagger and thrust it directly at Yu Daohan's throat.
Seeing this, Yu Daohan, who was about to swing the Kanglong Halberd, abruptly changed his attack. He circulated the Qi within him, condensed it in his hand, and injected it into the Kanglong Halberd, striking the incoming dagger fiercely. "Break!"