"I'm asking who gave it to you?"
Yun Yaoyao asked persistently, digging for answers.
"It seems like it was given by a female friend, who appears to be a cultivator."
Yi Feng pondered hard, then hesitantly responded, unsure if the umbrella was indeed a gift from Bai Piaopiao.
Yun Yaoyao felt a pang of jealousy.
Does this annoying guy have good relationships with women?
Otherwise, why would a priceless treasure holy-grade umbrella be given to an ordinary mortal like him?
"Nice and pretty my foot! I want you to throw it away right now."
Yun Yaoyao's face burned with anger, as if she wanted to pounce on Yi Feng and beat him up.
"What am I supposed to use for fishing if you throw it away? Should I go fishing like an idiot?"
Yi Feng furrowed his brow and asked.
"I can give you another umbrella, but you must get rid of this one."
Yun Yaoyao's voice resounded with undeniable determination, and she then activated her storage ring, producing a large red umbrella.
If there were others present, they would recognize that this red umbrella was just as extraordinary as the previous black one, or even at the level of a pseudo-immortal-grade treasure.
Yi Feng's face turned dark, but seeing Yun Yaoyao's unwavering expression, he reluctantly accepted it.
If it's red, then so be it.
After all, he was just going fishing, so whatever.
But women can be so damn troublesome.
And for no apparent reason.
Seeing Yi Feng compromise, Yun Yaoyao revealed a victorious smile. She cocked her slender waist and casually took a bite of the cucumber in her hand.
The cucumber was crisp and delicious.
The taste was really good.
"Hey, why are you biting it so little? What's with the restraint? It's not like I haven't seen you devour beef jerky before," Yi Feng couldn't help but tease when he saw this.
"Yi Feng, do you believe that I can kick you into the lake with one foot?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Yi Feng quickly begged for mercy with a smile and then spoke seriously, "Let's stop fooling around. How about you stay here a few more days, and I'll show you around, let you experience the local customs of Pingjiang City."
However, Yun Yaoyao's face dimmed when he mentioned that.
"I'm afraid I have to leave soon."
Her voice became low.
Too many things had happened during this period.
She had learned many secrets of the Immortal River Continent and discovered her own identity as a reincarnator.
In the past, she would have readily agreed to Yi Feng's proposal and seen the so-called local customs of Pingjiang City.
She was no longer in control.
"What's wrong with you?"
Sensing Yun Yaoyao's change in mood, Yi Feng asked softly.
She hesitated to speak.
After all, such matters were beyond the reach of the current Martial Emperor. What's the point of telling Yi Feng? It would only burden him unnecessarily.
"This time, I came to give you money. Here, five million gold coins. It's all I have."
She took out a storage ring and handed it to Yi Feng.
The ring opened, and it was filled with gold coins.
Yi Feng's eyes lit up as he received it with both hands, happily cradling it in his arms.
"Additionally, I have brought you a pill. After taking this pill, it should be able to directly propel you from the realm of mortals to the realm of martial spirits," Yun Yaoyao said.
After speaking, Yun Yaoyao took out a jade box and handed it to Yi Feng.
"You brought me a pill that can help me break through to the realm of martial spirits?"
"You truly are my good friend!"
Yi Feng was overjoyed.
He eagerly took the jade box, his heart filled with excitement.
This was the legendary realm of martial spirits!
That awe-inspiring presence he caught a glimpse of in Nansha that day, he still vividly remembered it.
Was he going to become such a formidable expert himself?
Beside him, Yun Yaoyao looked at Yi Feng's joyful expression, unable to describe the emotions in her heart.
After today, the two of them might never meet again.
That's why she had paid a great price to obtain a pill that could promote a mortal to the realm of martial spirits without any side effects.
After all, in the future turbulent situation, the chances of survival for a martial spirit would always be higher than that of a mortal, right?
But she hesitated for a long time, ultimately deciding not to mention that this was their last meeting.
She felt it was unnecessary.
And she didn't want to burden Yi Feng with unnecessary worries.
As long as he was happy, as long as he could survive in the future, that would be enough.
People always experience joys and sorrows, partings and reunions.
Even if we take a step back, the two of them were just friends, right...
"So what should I do now?"
Yi Feng couldn't wait and asked, "Should I take it now or later?"
Yun Yaoyao said softly, "Although this pill doesn't have many side effects, its internal energy is immense. You may not be able to withstand it. I will be here to protect you and deal with any unexpected situations."
Following Yun Yaoyao's instructions, Yi Feng sat cross-legged, holding the crystal-clear pill in his hand, ready to consume it.
"Let me remind you again, this pill contains immense energy. After swallowing it, your body will experience some pain. So, are you ready?" Yun Yaoyao solemnly reminded him once more.
Yi Feng gritted his teeth and nodded earnestly.
In order to become a formidable martial spirit, he had to endure the pain, no matter what.
Yi Feng clenched his teeth, carefully placed the pill into his mouth, and swallowed it.
Yi Feng tightly clenched his jaw, waiting for the impact and baptism of the energy.
Yun Yaoyao also became more serious, her profound cultivation emanating from her body. While remaining vigilant to prevent anyone from disturbing Yi Feng, her gaze was constantly focused on Yi Feng's condition.
After three quarters of an hour...
Seeing Yi Feng's expressionless face, showing no signs of being unable to bear it, Yun Yaoyao nodded in satisfaction.
His perseverance was truly firm.
To endure such intense pain without uttering a single word.
However, Yi Feng suddenly raised his head and asked coldly, "Does this elixir take so long to take effect? My legs are already sore, yet there's no slightest reaction?"