A forest fire raged in this small world for three days and nights without being extinguished.

  Under the reflection of the fiery sky, night was like daylight, and the giant rocks on the ground were melted into irregular spherical shapes.

  When the big fire had just started, everyone's eyes were tightly fixed on the ground, thinking that Ye Feng would soon be unable to withstand the scorching flames. When Ye Feng suddenly jumped up, there would be hundreds of magical treasures falling from above, completely annihilating Ye Feng in this world.

  The patience of everyone was tested, as a whole day passed and Ye Feng did not appear. The second day passed, and Ye Feng still did not appear. When the third night fell again, everything that could be burned here had been reduced to ashes.

  The ground was still emitting intense heat, and the dark ground would occasionally flash red sparks.

  Everyone has lost their last bit of patience, could it be that Ye Feng is really not in this forest, or does Ye Feng have some earth-shattering treasure that defies the intense heat.

  The old blind man sat on a massive boulder not far away, speechless, his entire being seemingly merged with the boulder.

  Wu Cai Chan couldn't hold back her temper, and from time to time grabbed huge boulders and threw them into the ashes, trying to force Ye Feng out.

  When the big fire was completely extinguished, Wu Cai Chan immediately ordered people to thoroughly search this area from head to toe. Two hundred monks searched for dozens of miles in no time.

  Everyone was disappointed, almost every inch of land had been turned over, but nothing had been found.

  Finally, Wu Cai Chan thought that Ye Feng was no longer here, gritted her teeth and scolded Ye Feng for a while, then left with several people from the demon clan.

  The monks saw that they really couldn't find Ye Feng, and they all left one after another.

  Only the old blind man was still sitting on the giant stone, motionless, as if he had already become a statue. No one dared to disturb him, but neither did they understand what he was still holding on to.

  Time passed day by day, a month had passed since Ye Feng's disappearance, the forest that was burned to ashes by the monks had once again transformed into a thriving landscape, with lush green grass growing out of the ground, completely covering the dark earth.

  In a corner of this area, a faint spiritual energy fluctuation suddenly came, and Ye Feng appeared.

  As I looked around, the ancient trees that had reached the sky were gone, and the various plants that had entwined each other on the ground had also lost their traces. Only the small grass with extraordinary vitality had been reborn, and it was already able to cover my feet.

  Ye Feng stayed in the inner world for a whole year, during which he thoroughly rearranged the inner world and divided it into several regions, with some areas specifically designated for the Ye family to live in, where no one was allowed to disturb them within dozens of miles.

  Next to the Ye family's residential area is the area where Ye Feng stores his magical treasures, and it is Xiao Yu who is in charge of tidying up here. Every time Ye Feng brings back some treasure from outside, Xiao Yu has to sort them out and categorize them so that Ye Feng can find them easily.

  Sanlang and Xiaohong both got their own territory, where they could do whatever they wanted. Ye Feng was not afraid of them causing trouble, as in this inner world, Ye Feng was the absolute master, able to appear anywhere at will.

  A year's time was so boring, Ye Feng's cultivation had been stuck at the peak of Qi Refining, and due to the lack of crystal stones, he had never been able to break through to the Foundation Building stage.

  The inner world is the best place for cultivation, and the time spent is only one-tenth of that in the outside world. However, having an inner world is also unfortunate. After living inside for a year, only a month has passed on the outside, which makes Ye Feng really anxious. Finally, he decides to go out and take a look.

  The peaceful wilderness, as soon as Ye Feng's head was revealed, the spiritual energy in the air slightly fluctuated, and a soft voice was heard beside his ear: "Little brother, I've been waiting for you for a month, and finally waited for you."

  Ye Feng was startled, and suddenly appeared beside him in silence, like a ghost, making people feel extremely uncomfortable in their hearts. He took a big step to the side, which was an instinct from Ye Feng's innermost being, and had nothing to do with any footwork or steps.

  "Can't see it, little brother's cultivation has advanced even further, looks like this time's gain is not small." This damned voice seemed to be stuck to Ye Feng's ear.

  "I say, old man, you're really patient, it's been over a month and you're still waiting." Ye Feng heard that it was Lao Mangzi's voice, turned his head to look back, and indeed it was Lao Mangzi standing behind him with a smile all over his face, looking like a hungry big grey wolf seeing Little Red Riding Hood.

  "Hard work will ultimately pay off for those who are diligent, and it's not until now that you've finally caught up, little rabbit." The old blind man jumped down from the bluestone and came to Ye Feng's side.

  "After saying that, Old Master, how can you let me go?" Ye Feng looked at the old blind man helplessly. Indeed, as people age, they become more cunning and patient. He knew that if he didn't give the old blind man a satisfactory answer today, it would be difficult for him to leave."

  "Kid, I'll give you a choice: hand over that treasured sword or hand over your spatial treasure. Take your pick, it's up to you. How about that, is that reasonable enough?" said the old blind man.

  Damn it, isn't this deliberately overturning one's own trump card? The inner world doesn't even need to be mentioned, absolutely cannot be given to anyone. Not only is it one's greatest reliance, but also the home of one's family members. The Dragon Slaying Knife also cannot be handed over, its origin is too shocking to hear, and it has been recognized as master with one's own blood. These two treasures are probably not something that can be given to Old Blind Man.

  Ye Feng's face turned embarrassed, "Old master, can't we choose another option?"

  "Alright." The old blind man rarely spoke so kindly, "Then spare your life and I'll take the two treasures as mine." Suddenly his tone turned cold, the old blind man swung his hand towards Ye Feng.

  He said fight and then just fought, without even a greeting, which is too impolite.

  At the thought, the Dragon Slaying Knife appeared in his hand, emitting a deterrent aura that was different from other weapons. The Dragon Slaying Knife also had a killing intent, after all, it was called the Dragon Slaying Knife, and it had even slaughtered giant dragons.

  "Good sword!" The old blind man couldn't help but exclaim, his face filled with even more longing.

  "Of course, it's a good sword." Ye Feng tightly grasped the hilt of Tulong Sword. After a year of cultivation in his inner world, Tulong Sword awakened once again. After communicating with Tulong, Ye Feng learned that last time, Tulong Sword sensed the aura of the dragon in the small world and couldn't bear it anymore. Driven by instinct, Tulong issued a strong request for battle.

  Afterwards, he killed the giant dragon and then swallowed it whole. The giant dragon was an excellent supplement for the Dragon Slaying Knife, allowing it to break through a large part of its seal. So when Ye Feng saw the Dragon Slaying Knife again, it looked like it had only sixty years left, much younger than the eighty-year-old elder it once was.

  But because the giant dragon's energy was too abundant, it caused the Dragon Slaying Knife to be unable to absorb it all at once. After being absorbed into the knife, it fell into a deep sleep.

  According to Tulong, fortunately, this giant dragon was suppressed for tens of thousands of years, exhausting its cultivation and losing seven or eight tenths of it. Only then could the Tulong knife kill the giant dragon; otherwise, it would have been harmed by the backlash, and the Tulong knife would also have been destroyed.

  The Dragon Slaying Sword is now awake in his hand, Ye Feng's momentum is full, and he has a kind of impulse to fight against the old blind man.

  "What a pity that such a fine treasure has fallen into the hands of a mere Qi-refining novice, it's a waste of heaven's gift." The old blind man said coldly.

  "Haha, ambition is not about age, some people even if they go blind, will never get such a treasure in their lifetime." Ye Feng also didn't mince his words, towards an old blind man who always wanted to snatch the treasure from his hands, being polite to him would be a joke.

  "Your time is up, kid." The old blind man was most afraid of others mentioning his physical defects. Whoever mentioned this point to him would be killed by him.

  "Watch out for the knife!" Ye Feng adhered to the notion that whoever strikes first will be strong, and whoever strikes later will suffer. When facing an enemy, he would never fall behind.

  "Hum!" The Dragon Slaying Knife let out a loud hum in the air, bringing with it the spiritual energy as it chopped down towards Lao Mangzi.

  "Whoosh!" The old blind man hastily dodged to one side, not daring to confront the Dragon-Slaying Knife head-on. He found that this knife had reappeared, seemingly having undergone a great change, with the specks of rust on it having disappeared and the entire blade taking on a dark hue, while its edge seemed to have regained that powerful dragon-slaying force.

  Even if one's cultivation is as powerful as Lao Mangzi, they wouldn't dare confront the Dragon Slaying Knife head-on.

  Ye Feng took the upper hand with one move, and naturally couldn't stop his hand. He continuously chopped at Lao Mangzi with his knife, although Ye Feng hadn't studied any knife techniques before. As a martial artist-turned-cultivator, he was very familiar with all kinds of weapons. Using the Black Tiger Fist's moveset, he wielded the Dragon Slaying Knife with great ferocity and precision, looking quite impressive in the process.

  Lao Mangzi retreated step by step, and he didn't quite understand Ye Feng's knife method. It could be said that he felt particularly strange. Clearly, it was a move of the Black Tiger Piercing Heart, but how did it become a knife method? And the next move was the Black Tiger Descending Mountain, but how did it also become a knife method here with Ye Feng? This made Lao Mangzi busy and unable to find any weaknesses in Ye Feng's moves for a while.

  "Ah!" The old blind man let out a loud cry of frustration.

  "Is your voice loud enough?" Ye Feng casually threw out a series of thunderclap talismans, which he had been inscribing in his inner world for a year. These were improved versions with greater power and louder sounds, almost like real thunder.

  "Empty, empty, empty!" Although it didn't hurt the old blind man, it still startled him and disrupted his spiritual awareness. He relied entirely on his spiritual awareness to explore everything, and the strong thunderstorm energy in the air also caused a slight injury to his hearing.

  "Kid, you've got a lot of tricks up your sleeve." The old blind man was becoming increasingly baffled by Ye Feng.

  "Hmph! Today you're going to get a good look." After a fierce and violent attack, Ye Feng's pent-up energy seemed to have been released. He also clearly knew that facing the old blind man, being able to force him to this extent was already his limit. Defeating the old blind man was absolutely impossible.

  "Sanlang, attack!" Ye Feng shouted loudly, releasing Sanlang and Xiaohong at the same time.

  Two pets have been cooped up for a long time and are naturally pugnacious, now that they can come out to get some fresh air, they will surely go all out.

  Sanlang's iron chain swung in a circle and rushed towards Lao Mangzi's face.

  The old blind man didn't know that Ye Feng had such a pet, and was so frightened that he hastily dodged, the iron chain heavily striking the ground, smashing the millstone-sized bluestone into a mess of shattered stones.

  The little red in the air didn't idle either, a huge fireball rushed towards Lao Mangzi.

  Lao Mangzi dodged again, while Ye Feng's Tulong Knife had been waiting for him here.

  "Little one, you have many secrets, it seems that you really can't be left alive." The old blind man dodged and weaved, avoiding Ye Feng's attack with his two pets.

  "It's not certain who will stay here." Ye Feng also moved with the intention to kill, even if he couldn't get rid of Lao Mangzi, he would still peel off a layer of his skin.

  "Ka Cha!" Ye Feng wielded the Tulong Knife, shattering the ground beneath Lao Mangzi's feet. It was a massive boulder that had been scorched into a ball by intense flames. Fortunately, Lao Mangzi's movements were still quite agile, and he managed to avoid getting hurt.

  "Take this!" Sanlang's iron chain wrapped around his waist.

  Xiao Hong also seized the opportunity and several fireballs flew towards Lao Mangzi.

  "Whoosh!" Ye Feng suddenly released several talismans, shooting straight at Lao Mang's feet. Lao Mang was caught off guard and couldn't dodge in time, so he had to gather his spiritual energy around his feet to resist the talismans.

  A few talismans hit the old blind man's feet, but they didn't make any sound or cause any pain. This made the well-prepared old blind man stunned for a moment, and then he felt it again, his face changed drastically. The old blind man was shocked to discover that his feet had suddenly become like stone, not listening to his command, and even lost all sensation.