You're so beautiful, and you still want to cancel the engagement?

"Hey hey hey... Senior, please come back soon, don't ruin my plan!" Ye Fei shouted hurriedly.

It’s a pity that Feng Mazi has disappeared long ago.

"Hmm, why are you causing so much trouble?" Ye Fei was speechless.

"What bizarre plan do you have?" Feng Qingyao tilted her head and looked at Ye Fei suspiciously: "Are you crazy? You asked someone to report yourself?"

"Of course I have my own reasons for doing this!" Ye Fei said in a deep voice, and then spread his hands: "However, it's useless to say anything now. Your old man has already disrupted my plan. Hey, he said he would bear it, but I don't know how he plans to bear it! If he can really bear it, it's fine. If he can't, we will have to find a way to save him when we go back, and this will be passive!"

“Swish, swish, swish, swish…”

Just as Ye Fei finished speaking, a wave of spiritual energy suddenly appeared around them without any warning. The next second, more than ten men and women appeared around them at the same time.

The cultivation levels of these more than ten people are very high. Although Ye Fei cannot see their specific levels, they all exude a very violent energy fluctuation.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Ye and Miss Feng?" The middle-aged man in the lead said to Ye Fei and Feng Qingyao with his hands clasped together.

"Mr. Ye?" Ye Fei was stunned.

"Miss Feng?" Feng Qingyao also looked confused.

The main reason is that they haven't heard anyone call them like this for a long time.

"Oh..." The middle-aged man seemed to see that Ye Fei and Feng Qingyao were very alert. He immediately smiled and said, "Haha, Mr. Ye, Ms. Feng, the thing is, I was actually sent by our eldest young master to pick you up!"

"Your eldest young master?" Ye Fei and Feng Qingyao exclaimed in unison.

Then the two of them immediately looked at each other and called out a name at the same time: "Great Conscience?"

"So smart?" This time it was the middle-aged man's turn to be confused.

"Who is your young master?" Feng Qingyao said coldly.

"Um, well..." the middle-aged man said with a bitter face, "I'm just an outer disciple of the Ding family. I only know that our young master's surname is Ding. As for the rest... haha, small fry like us are naturally not worthy of knowing. How can I be qualified to inquire about our young master's identity! Anyway, I just received a secret order to come and find the Immortal Yufeng to pick you up and take you to the Ding family!"

"It's him!" Ye Fei exclaimed, looking at Feng Qingyao with surprise. The next second, he immediately used his soul to transmit his voice to Feng Qingyao, "Senior Sister, go with them quickly. I'll stay here and wait for your grandfather! Don't worry, if anything happens to him, I will definitely not live in vain!"

In fact, Ye Fei said this deliberately just to let Feng Qingyao follow them away with peace of mind. He was still thinking about Lao Ji's plan in his heart.

"That's my old grandfather. If anyone wants to stay, it should be me. Why should you stay?" Feng Qingyao replied with disdain through soul transmission: "I am your senior sister, you have to listen to me. Go with them to see Fourteenth first, tell them about our situation, and see if he can save my old grandfather!"

"You stay? What can you do?" Ye Fei continued to disdainfully say with soul transmission: "Are you staying here just to be buried with your God? If I stay, at least I still have a very powerful sword spirit to help me. Even if I can't save your old man, at least I won't be in any danger. As for you, hehe..."

Feng Qingyao: "..."

"Miss Feng, Master Ye, don't hesitate, come with us!" the middle-aged man suddenly urged, "We're here on a secret mission. According to the rules, we're not allowed to take anyone away from Slave Island without permission. If the higher-ups find out, it will definitely bring big trouble to our Ding family!"

"Yes, yes, Senior Sister, this elder brother is right, don't hesitate!" Ye Fei urged: "We can't cause trouble for the Ding family!"

When Ye Fei said this, he was suddenly stunned and suddenly remembered the key word mentioned by the middle-aged man.

He immediately looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Brother, what did you say? Slave Island?"

"Yeah, you didn't know that?" The middle-aged man said with a surprised expression, "This is the slave island of the fairyland! It's dedicated to doing hard labor for the fairy court!"

"Isn't this place called the Holy Land of Heaven?" Ye Fei looked at the middle-aged man in shock.

"Yes, that's right!" The middle-aged man nodded: "This place was indeed called the Heavenly Palace Holy Land in the past.

This place used to be under the jurisdiction of the Tiangong Temple. Although it is located in the center of a remote ocean with an extremely harsh climate and frequent submarine earthquakes and submarine volcanic eruptions, it is extremely rich in spiritual energy.

Therefore, it was designated as the Heavenly Palace Holy Land. Many top-level experts from the Heavenly Palace Holy Land lived on the island year-round and cultivated there. Moreover, only those who had made great contributions to the Heavenly Palace Temple were qualified to cultivate in the Heavenly Palace Holy Land.

However, later on, perhaps because the spiritual veins on the seabed were completely devoured by them, the spiritual energy here gradually dried up, and no one lived here anymore, and the Tiangong Temple itself abandoned this place.

After the Immortal Court saw that this place had been abandoned by the Heavenly Palace Temple, they requisitioned this deserted island to grow spiritual medicines.

No one knew when it started, but all those who ascended from the lower realms were sent here. Most of them had to grow herbs here for at least a hundred years before they could hope to be accepted as outer disciples of immortal sects in the outside world.

Over time, and no one knows when it started, this place has been called Slave Island by the outside world."

"Brother, do you mean that everyone who ascends from the lower realm will be sent here?" Feng Qingyao looked at the middle-aged man in shock.

"That's right!" The middle-aged man nodded. "To leave this slave island, one must rely on one's own talent and hard work to participate in the once-a-decade martial arts competition. Only those who place in the top ten can be recommended to various immortal sects in the outside world to become their outer disciples. In other words, the path to immortality has officially begun."

"Damn it!" Ye Fei cursed loudly, "I always thought that after reaching the Zhenyuan realm and ascending, I would immediately become an immortal. I didn't expect that after ascending, I would have to be a slave here for a hundred years!"

"Haha, nothing is absolute!" The middle-aged man smiled and said, "There are also those who are gifted. After coming up, they don't need to stay for too long. They will have the opportunity to be promoted out of turn and be recommended by the higher-ups to the outside world to embark on the path of cultivation in advance.

Of course, the prerequisite is that you must have one of the ten major forces on Slave Island as your backer. For example, our Ding family is one of them."

"Ah?" Feng Qingyao exclaimed, "Big Brother, are you saying that you are only a force on the Slave Island, and not a force from the outside world?"

"Hmm!" The middle-aged man nodded. "Haha, you don't know, although this Slave Island is called an island, it's actually much bigger than you can imagine. Even our ten major forces were built on the Slave Island through the hard work of our ancestors!"

"Will the Immortal Court not care if we fight here?" Ye Fei suddenly asked with some excitement in his heart.

"Humph, do you think the Immortal Court cares about the lives of these ants?" The middle-aged man curled his lips. "As long as the spiritual medicines and various elixirs delivered by the slave island every year can complete the task normally, who will care about you fighting to the death down here!"

The middle-aged man said, "In the eyes of the immortal supreme beings in the Immortal Court, those of us who have come from the mortal world and have not yet left the Slave Island are nothing but dispensable ants."

The middle-aged man shook his head and patted Ye Fei's shoulder gently: "Brother, believe me, the fairyland is not as beautiful as you think. On the contrary, it is far more cruel and brutal than you imagined before. Especially this slave island, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a hell in the fairyland.

This is actually an independent world under the jurisdiction of the Immortal Court. Many people die here every day, and various forces are fighting every day. In order to fight for territory, you attack me and I attack you.

So, the Immortal Realm is not what you thought it was, that after ascending to it you could live a carefree life as an immortal. On the contrary, when you arrive here, then, congratulations, you have instantly fallen from the top of the mortal world's food chain to the bottom of the jungle law food chain."

"Fuck!" Ye Fei spat out the word viciously.

"So!" the middle-aged man suddenly said with a smug smile, "You should be thankful for your incredible luck in meeting our Young Master Ding. Otherwise, you would be destined to cultivate spiritual herbs here for hundreds, if not thousands of years. Of course, it could be even worse than that, like you'd have to follow the Immortal Yufeng and carry manure for hundreds of years."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

……

The dozen or so young men and women around all laughed.

"Alright!" The middle-aged man raised his right hand and said in a cold voice, then looked at Ye Fei and Feng Qingyao again: "Are you willing to go with us now?"

In his opinion, he had said everything he needed to say. As long as Ye Fei and Feng Qingyao were not mentally ill, he believed they would not say another word. It was finally time for them to follow him obediently, right?

However, what he never dreamed of was that at this moment, Ye Fei suddenly said coldly: "Please go back!"

"Huh?" The middle-aged man was stunned: "Why?"

Ye Fei and Feng Qingyao looked at each other, and Ye Fei said, "We think it's good for us to pick up manure here!"

"You..." The middle-aged man frowned, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

Feng Qingyao: "We like to carry manure, what's it to you?"

"Don't be ungrateful!" the middle-aged man suddenly said in a cold voice, his tone no longer as polite as before:

"Do you know how powerful our Ding clan is on Slave Island? How many people who have just ascended dream of joining our Ding clan? And you, we've been ordered to come all the way here to invite you, yet you actually refuse to appreciate it!"

"My senior sister has made it clear just now, right? We like to carry manure. How does it bother you?" Ye Fei stared at the middle-aged man coldly.

"You..." The middle-aged man stared at Ye Fei coldly.

"Eighth Senior Brother!" At this moment, a young man came up and tugged at the middle-aged man's clothes: "It's almost time. If we stay any longer, we will be discovered by the higher-ups!"

"Okay! You guys didn't want to go here!" the middle-aged man said coldly, "Don't regret it!"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he waved his hand and disappeared with more than ten fellow apprentices.

Soon, the middle-aged man brought more than a dozen of his fellow apprentices to a large residential area nearly a thousand miles away.

"You guys go do what you need to do, I'll go report to the housekeeper!" The middle-aged man said, and strode towards the courtyard of the Ding clan patriarch.

As soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by two gatekeepers: "Ding Can, what's the matter?"

"Hehe..." Ding Can clasped his hands together, licking his face and grinning, "Two brothers, the housekeeper sent me out to do something. I'll be back to report!"

"Let him in!" At this moment, an old man's voice came from inside the compound.

The two gatekeepers immediately stepped aside to let Ding Can pass.

Ding Can immediately ran into the courtyard and knelt down before an old man at the entrance of the hall, saying, "Greetings, Steward!"

"How's the task you were asked to do going?" The old man put his hands behind his back and asked in a cold voice, "Where's the person I asked you to bring? Why didn't they come in with you?"

"Uh..." Ding Can was stunned for a moment, subconsciously sensing something was amiss. However, he reacted quickly and said seriously, "Reporting to the housekeeper, for some reason, Master Ye and Miss Feng have refused to come despite my earnest persuasion. They even said they would rather follow the Immortal Yufeng and carry manure for the rest of their lives than come to live under the roof of my Ding family!"

"Ah?" The old man frowned: "Really?"

"Absolutely true!" Ding Can nodded seriously. "If you don't believe me, you can ask the fellow apprentices who went with me. Butler, you know me well. How dare I lie to you?"

"Well, I don't think you'd dare!" The butler nodded. "Never mind, everyone has their own aspirations. If they don't want to come, there's nothing we can do. I can only report the truth to the young master. I don't think the young master will blame me!"

"Why don't they come!" At this moment, a 1.85-meter-tall strong man strode out of the living room and came to Ding Can.

"Ah? Who is this?" Ding Can looked confused.

"He is the great-grandson of our Ding family's ancestor, and the only young master in the Ding family who is related to the ancestor by blood!" The housekeeper said coldly, "Why don't you hurry up and pay your respects to the young master!"

"My name is Ding Can, and I'm honored to meet you, young master!" Ding Can said tremblingly.

Are you related to the ancestor by blood?

Oh my god……

"No need to be polite!" The big man waved his hand carelessly. "Why don't my senior brother and sister come with you?"

"He, they said they wanted to stay there and carry manure with the Immortal Yufeng!" Ding Can replied tremblingly.

It’s over, those two are still his senior brother and sister?

If the young master goes to pick them up personally, and they tell him that I was rude earlier, then I'm done for...

"Forget it, you can't be blamed if they don't want to come!" Ding Dashan waved his hand: "My senior brother and sister must be worried that my senior sister's grandfather can't complete the task alone, and they can't bear to abandon him."

"Yes, yes, that's what they said before!" Ding Can quickly agreed.

Swish!

Ding Dashan suddenly raised his leg and kicked Ding Can, who was kneeling in front of him.

"Ah..." Ding Can was kicked to the ground by Ding Dashan. He quickly got up and continued to kneel on the ground, saying tremblingly: "Young Master, please calm down! I have really tried my best to persuade them, but they are worried about Yufeng Daxian and really don't want to come. I have tried my best..."

"Then why don't you take all your fellow apprentices and stay over there to help them carry manure? Why did you come back?" Ding Dashan looked at Ding Can coldly: "Do you even know how to be gentle with women? How could you have the heart to leave such a beautiful fairy like my senior sister there to carry manure?"

Ding Can: “…”

This young master has a bad temper!

You have to be careful in the future...