Chapter 582

Chapter 582

Yi Feng lay on his reclining chair, thinking about the future where he would be protected by a powerful figure from the Cycle of Rebirth Immortal Realm, and he felt quite content.

However, one was not enough.

If there were more, that would be even better.

Thus.

He turned his gaze towards Gong Chen, who was busy weeding nearby.

"Gong Chen, you see, I've just arrived in the Immortal Realm and need a group of helpers," he said leisurely.

"Sir, what do you mean?"

Gong Chen put down his hoe and stared at Yi Feng with wide eyes.

Could it be...

Could it be that this one is setting up some kind of scheme?

"Exactly, so take a look around the island, are there any other cultivators you know who you can bring over to me?" Yi Feng asked with a smile.

Indeed, that's how it is.

Gong Chen was secretly amazed at his accurate guess.

At this moment, he set a goal for himself to perform well, perhaps in the future, he might have the opportunity to become this one's right-hand man.

"What are the requirements for the candidates, sir?" Gong Chen asked.

"Requirements, huh."

Yi Feng stroked his chin and said leisurely, "The only requirement is that they are about as bad off as you are, and their character isn't too bad."

After all, he thought, his current only advantage was that he could eat his fill on the island without having to endure the elements.

And those who were already doing well on the island would certainly not follow him. If they were as hungry as Gong Chen, who was skin and bones, then bending the knee for a bowl of rice was more realistic.

As for character, that goes without saying.

"Understood."

Gong Chen nodded in response.

However, he wore a bitter smile.

Jiang Zhi, dressed in red, looked at the distant Black Sea.

Her beautiful eyes revealed unwillingness.

Revealed hatred.

Thinking about spending endless years on this island, being slowly ground to death, she clenched her fists tightly, her whole body trembling violently.

However.

She felt she still had a glimmer of hope.

That was the mysterious person who hunted the demon wolves.

These days, she had seen the bodies of hundreds of demon wolves.

And besides the bodies, those demon wolves that usually made her avoid them, she couldn't find a single one even if she actively looked for them.

It seemed.

The demon wolves on this island were almost wiped out by that person.

In such a harsh environment, being able to do this, such strength, was beyond her imagination.

If she could get to know him, perhaps she could persist on the island, persist until the day she could leave...

Just as she was about to leave.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew across the sky.

She looked up in shock and immediately saw an old man walking through the air.

And his calm demeanor seemed to show that he was not afraid of the violent air's erosion, nor of suffering backlash.

Her beautiful eyes lit up.

"Could it be, could it be that he is the mysterious master who killed the demon wolves?"

To be able to ignore the violent air, besides that mysterious person, she couldn't think of anyone else who could do it.

She was so excited she couldn't find the words.

It was truly finding something without looking for it, and getting it without effort.