Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

Feng Xian sat down, his tone still cold, but it had regained some of the warmth of a teacher.

Han Feng sat politely opposite Feng Xian, waiting to be questioned.

No matter how high his cultivation level or how strong his strength, a teacher is a teacher, and he will always be a junior.

"Back then, what was the reason for your master's death?"

Feng Xian cut straight to the point, asking the question he most wanted to know.

He had asked Han Feng the same question back then, but Han Feng gave a vague answer and glossed over it. By the time Feng Xian wanted to find him again, Han Feng had already disappeared.

Looking back, Feng Xian was absolutely certain that Han Feng was involved in Yao Chen's disappearance.

Han Feng took a sip of tea and revealed his secret.

"Teacher, I'm the one who killed you."

That was indeed the case, but to Han Feng's surprise, Feng Xian did not immediately fly into a rage.

Han Feng raised his head slightly and saw Feng Xian, whose eyes were filled with anger, which he was trying his best to suppress.

He was waiting for Han Feng's explanation.

Some words, once spoken by others, become established facts, irreversible.

However, if the person involved says it, it inevitably raises some speculation, wondering if there might be some hidden story.

Because of Han Feng's sincere attitude, Feng Xian chose to give Han Feng a chance to explain.

"Back then, the Soul Palace approached me, wanting to deal with my teacher. I was bewitched by them and committed an unforgivable crime in a moment of weakness."

boom!

The teacup slammed heavily onto Han Feng's head. He was caught off guard, and a trickle of blood flowed down his forehead.

Feng Xian's chest heaved violently, as if he wanted to find something to smash.

How could you do that!

"He is your teacher. If it weren't for him, you would be an orphan abandoned in the war!"

Han Feng did not utter a word in rebuttal, letting Feng Xian accuse him.

Although this was not his doing, it was a cause planted by his predecessor.

But that's the reality, and he had no choice but to accept the consequences.

As for mentioning time travel and rebirth...

This was Han Feng's deepest secret, one he neither wanted to nor could reveal.

“Uncle-Master, this place is precious, it holds my teacher’s memories. If you want to punish me, go outside.”

Feng Xian paused, looking at the familiar objects in the room. His endless anger suddenly dissipated. He looked at the portrait of his handsome old friend on the wall, with a smile on his face, and a tear slid down his cheek.

"It's evil, it's evil!"

Feng Xian stumbled and fell beside the coffee table. Han Feng reached out to help him up, but was pushed away.

"You ungrateful traitor who murdered your master, what face do you have left to live in this world?"

“I know my sins are grave. I have no complaints about returning my life to my teacher. But the revenge for killing my teacher is still unavenged, and the Soul Palace is still at large. I beg you, Uncle Master, to give me a chance to wipe out the Soul Palace and the Soul Clan behind it. Then, I will leave my life to you, Uncle Master!”

Feng Xian stared blankly at Han Feng, her eyes red.

Cleanse the Soul Palace?

"You put it lightly."

"Go ahead and kill them!"

boom.

A corpse appeared in front of Feng Xian. Han Feng had sealed the body with something beforehand to avoid disturbing the smell in the room.

"Reporting to my master, this is the Soul Hall elder that I killed last night."

Feng Xian looked at the corpse; its attire did indeed resemble that of someone from the Soul Palace.

Moreover, the cultivation level of this corpse is indeed that of a Dou Zun.

and many more!

Han Feng can kill a Dou Zun?

"Did you kill him?"

Feng Xian exclaimed in shock.

"Yes."

"What is your current cultivation level?"

"Nine Star Dou Zong".

Han Feng responded to each of them.

Feng Xian remained silent for a long time, then looked at Han Feng with a complicated expression.

A nine-star Dou Zong killed a Dou Zun, a higher-ranking Dou Zun.

You have quite the talent.

If he hadn't committed such an outrageous act...

Hey!

"You only killed a one-star Dou Zun. Do you know how powerful the Soul Palace is? You, a mere nine-star Dou Zong, couldn't even break its skin!"

Although shocked by Han Feng's strength, Feng Xian still rebuked Han Feng for his wishful thinking.

"Besides, you're not the only one who has a grudge against the Soul Hall. Yao Chen was killed by the Soul Hall, do you think I would remain indifferent? Huh!"

Feng Xian stood close to Han Feng and shouted sharply.

"As for your life, I'm too lazy to take action. If you die on the way, it will fulfill your desire for atonement."

Although Feng Xian's anger was ignited during the brief conversation, he also acknowledged Han Feng's current attitude.

At least they're not beyond saving!

If Han Feng were stubborn or resisted to the death, Feng Xian would definitely punish him. But since Han Feng neither guarded nor dodged and allowed himself to be punished, Feng Xian found it difficult to bring himself to kill him.

After the anger and resentment Feng Xian felt towards Han Feng erupted, he calmed down considerably.

Yao Chen is long dead.

He accepted this fact.

But even after all these years, he has not given up searching for the truth behind this incident.

Now, this truth has come out of Han Feng's mouth.

Feng Xian also understood what he needed to do in the future.

Avenge my old friend!

"Who was the person from the Soul Palace who contacted you back then?"

Feng Xian looked at Han Feng, who was cleaning up the broken teacup pieces on the ground, and asked.

"Old Man Mugu".

"It's him?"

A murderous intent filled Feng Xian's eyes.

Elder Mugu was Yao Chen's former junior brother.

But it's an old acquaintance...

Do you have any news about him?

"Not yet, but my nephew is planning to order an investigation. His next target is him."

"Okay, I'll go with you, how about it?"

Feng Xian stared at Han Feng, his tone aggressive.

Han Feng paused for a moment, then nodded.

"it is good."

In fact, he did not want to involve Feng Xian in the affairs of the Soul Palace, because it was too dangerous.

However, there are some things that he can't stop just because he wants to.

Since that's the case, it's better to act together with my senior brother so that I can also take care of him.

What is the purpose of your visit this time?

"My nephew wishes to visit a friend of a teacher and request the knowledge of array formations."

"Array?"

Han Feng revealed the Soul Palace's hidden Soul Devouring Life-Severing Array.

"This formation is too profound for me to solve, so I need to consult an expert."

This was the first time Feng Xian had ever heard of such a method used by the Soul Palace.

Blood sacrifice in the Central Plains...

It sounds like a joke, but if that day were to actually happen, it would surely be filled with despair.

"How come I didn't know Yao Chen had a friend like that?"

Feng Xian suddenly asked in confusion.

Han Feng didn't know how to answer.

"Maybe the teacher didn't tell you?"

Feng Xian's expression froze slightly.

"The keepsake you're looking for isn't in the room."

He had cleaned Yao Chen's room countless times. If there really was some hidden sect token, wouldn't he know about it?

Seeing this, Han Feng apologized and then went to a corner of the room to activate a certain mechanism.

A hidden box appeared from the opening in the wall, still sealed.

However, this seal was no challenge for Han Feng. He opened it and found the Hidden Sect's token inside, along with some of Yao Chen's private belongings.

"Uncle-Master, I've found it."

Han Feng turned around and saw Feng Xian sitting in the seat, looking somewhat embarrassed.

Chapter 122 Junior Sister

Feng Xian had to admit that compared to Han Feng, he was more like the owner of the house.

What a joke!

Feng Xian stood up unhappily.

"show me!"

Han Feng handed Feng Xian the Hidden Sect's token, a semi-transparent piece of amber containing a special spiritual quality.

If you melt amber with fire, the spirit within will send a signal that can connect you to the hidden gate.

Of course, this is on the premise that it is within the range that the hidden gate can receive; otherwise, the spirituality will slowly dissipate.

Feng Xian couldn't really figure it out either, so he just glanced at it a few times and then handed it back to Han Feng.

"This so-called hidden sect, can it really help you?"

"Reporting to my senior master, Wang Shu, the sect leader of the Hidden Sect, has some connections with my teacher. I am only here to ask him for advice on formations, so he should not refuse."

Feng Xian nodded.

"This matter is of utmost importance. The Soul Devouring Life-Severing Array involves the entire Central Continent. Since you trust him, I won't say much more. However, I still want to advise you that not everyone dares to oppose the Soul Palace. Don't trust the wrong person."

"Your nephew will remember your teachings, Uncle."