The supernatural being said proudly: I have supernatural powers! Ye Shu replied lazily: I have a feather. The ancient warrior proudly said: I know how to do ancient martial arts! Ye Shu glanced at it and said lightly: I have a feather. The cultivator snapped his fingers, a ball of flames emerged from his fingertips, and said sternly: 'I know how to spell!' Ye Shu curled his lips: 'I have a feather... the supernatural being, the ancient warrior, and the cultivator looked at each other.' After taking a look, he was defeated: Excuse me, goodbye! We went to the wrong set. Ye Shu finally smiled: I have a feather, and at the same time have supernatural powers, know ancient martial arts, and can use spells. One sentence introduction: The story of a feather that changed lives.