On the grasslands, a group of people were eating barbecue skewers and dancing around a bonfire.
Joy was evident on everyone's faces.
"This time we've taken over the entire Cloud Top Empire, which means the virtual realm is now under our control," Wu Tian said, holding a wine glass happily. "Surely this time, our master will look at us with new respect!"
"He'll no longer think of us as useless," he added.
"Indeed," the fellow disciples around him chimed in agreement.
It's worth noting that the virtual realm existed beyond the Immortal River Continent, a stronger and independent existence!
Everyone chatted and laughed, imagining the scene of being praised by their master when they met him.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by.
"Great Protector, what's wrong?"
While everyone was still in shock, they saw a figure appear out of thin air, slowly descending.
Dressed in white, his clothes moved without wind.
Hands behind his back, he floated ethereally, detached from the world.
He looked down at them from above.
The next moment, everyone reacted and knelt down.
Yi Feng hovered in the air, hands behind his back, coldly looking at the people kneeling before him.
"Master, we..." Wu Tian began to say happily to Yi Feng.
But before he could finish, Yi Feng interrupted, "I sent you out to make something of yourselves, and this is what you show me?"
"Uh..." Wu Tian was stunned.
Yi Feng's gaze moved from Wu Tian to sweep over the group behind him, "Before you left the mountain, I told you to go out and make something of yourselves. Is this what you've accomplished?"
His sweeping gaze fell on the still blazing bonfire, with the iron rack beside it full of unfinished meat.
His anger grew, and with a wave of his hand, the rack crashed down with a "bang".
He said sarcastically, "Is this how you choose to degrade yourselves?"
He shouted, "Can't you amount to anything?"
"Can't you have some ambition?!"
Ah... so the virtual realm they were so proud of and boastful about wasn't even worth mentioning in their master's eyes...
And they had been celebrating it.
Now, hearing Yi Feng's admonishment, everyone unanimously lowered their heads, like frost-bitten eggplants, each with a drooping head.
They dared not say a word.
Seeing everyone's drooping heads, Yi Feng sighed deeply, angry at their lack of drive.
Then his gaze fell on Wu Tian once again.
"What were you about to say just now?"
"Uh..." Wu Tian's face turned red with embarrassment at the question, and he quickly replied, "Because we haven't achieved anything noteworthy, I was about to ask for your punishment, Master!"
"Hmph!" Yi Feng snorted coldly, "If the next time I see you, you're still in this useless state, don't consider me your master anymore!"
With that, Yi Feng glared at Lu Benwei.
Although he was kneeling obediently with his head down,
Lu Benwei's neck instinctively shrank the moment Yi Feng looked at him.
"You mongrel, so you know fear?!" he raged, grabbing Lu Benwei and disappearing from the spot.
After making sure Yi Feng was gone, everyone finally raised their heads.
Their faces were all complex with emotion.
"Master didn't even care about the virtual realm," one of them sighed, "Master is still master, his vision is simply beyond our comparison."
"Comparison? We can't even imagine it," another said.
"But now it seems, if Master doesn't even care about the virtual realm, what does he care about?" Wu Tian frowned in thought.
Hearing this, they all looked at each other.
"Looking at it this way, Master might have wanted us to make a name for ourselves in the Immortal Realm from the beginning," one disciple said. "Not in the virtual realm at all!"
"So that's it!" everyone exclaimed, feeling regretful and ashamed, "And we were so proud of conquering a mere virtual realm."
"Indeed, we should be ashamed!"
"If that's the case, let's set off now!" someone suggested, "Let's go adventure in the Immortal Realm right away!"
"Good! Let's go now!"