Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

Is there an alchemy room here?

Han Feng asked the female cultivator.

"some."

The nun nodded.

"I'll take you!"

After Han Feng finished refining the healing pills, he entered Hua Yu's room again.

"Aunt Hua, these are healing pills, I just finished making them."

"An eighth-grade pill? Feng'er, you're an eighth-grade alchemist?"

Hua Yu opened the jade bottle, and a rich fragrance and aroma of elixir floated out, carrying abundant spiritual energy.

"Ah."

"That's amazing..."

Hua Yu praised.

Without hesitation, she swallowed the pill in one gulp and then began to refine it.

Han Feng watched as Hua Yu's breathing gradually returned to normal, so he didn't disturb her and quietly left.

Peak of Nine-Star Dou Zun.

If he recovers, he will likely make further progress.

Currently, Hua Yu is arguably Han Feng's biggest asset.

Fortunately, he came to visit this time.

Otherwise, it would be such a pity if Aunt Hua were to be corrupted by evil spirits and die.

Oh right, I forgot to ask Aunt Hua where this evil energy came from.

Han Feng paused.

So far.

He encountered many similar energies.

The demonic energy attached to the fragments of the demonic sword, the demonic energy on the Buddhist elder Shi Yuan, and the evil energy in the Nanli Purple Ruins.

Now, in addition to the evil aura emanating from Aunt Hua.

The entire Dou Qi Continent seemed to have been eroded by a mysterious force, leaving indelible marks.

Han Feng couldn't help but think of what the Vermilion Bird's spirit had said before it dissipated.

Is it going to return?

Where to return to?

The history recorded by the Sikong family: a mysterious war that broke out on the Douqi Continent ten thousand years ago.

The various connections between them.

It inevitably leads to speculation.

Han Feng let out a long breath.

"Forget it, there's no use thinking about it too much now."

He hasn't even reached the Saint level, and he hasn't even dealt with the Soul Emperor, yet he's already thinking about what comes after the Battle Emperor level. That's a bit too ambitious.

Soul Emperor, Gu Yuan, Xiao Xuan from back then, and even more ancient figures like the Yellow Spring Demon Saint and the Pure Lotus Demon Saint must have searched and explored these things countless times.

In the end, no one succeeded, and the throne ultimately fell to the ancient emperor Tuoshe, the last Dou Di of the continent.

That night, Han Feng was cultivating in his room.

Ye Qingyun gently knocked on the door and entered Han Feng's room after receiving permission.

This was the first time she had overstepped her role as a maid and attempted to enter Han Feng's field of vision.

"What's wrong? Can't you sleep?"

Han Feng opened his eyes and smiled at Ye Qingyun.

"I...I'm a little reluctant to part with it."

"Can't bear to part with Qinglin?"

Ye Qingyun shook her head.

"Qinglin has grown up, and her eyesight is now better than mine."

"That......"

"I...I can't bear to part with my master."

With her face flushed, Ye Qingyun finally spoke her mind under the hazy night.

Han Feng smiled.

“Cai’er can’t bear to part with me either.”

"Ah! This, this is different..."

"What's the difference?"

Ye Qingyun's face turned even redder, as if it were about to burst into flames.

“Of course Cai’er can say such things… but I… I’m just my master’s maid, I shouldn’t say such things….”

Han Feng looked at the candid Ye Qingyun with great interest and smiled, "But you still told me."

Ye Qingyun lowered her head in shame, nervously clasping her hands together as if awaiting the judgment of fate.

Do you know why Master Feng asked you to call him Master too?

Ye Qingyun suddenly raised her head.

In the candlelight, Han Feng's expression was gentle.

"Qingyun, you and Cai'er are both family to me."

"From now on, feel free to say whatever you want to say."

Han Feng stood up and gently patted Ye Qingyun's head.

"Come, tonight, I'll do one last check on your training results. After that, this job might not be mine anymore."

The night was long, but Ye Qingyun felt at ease.

The next morning, Ye Qingyun opened her eyes and saw Han Feng sitting cross-legged in front of her, circulating his internal energy and breathing.

Ye Qingyun gazed at the man before her, completely captivated.

This was the first time she had ever felt so relaxed and natural with Han Feng.

Her eyes were filled with deep longing, as if she wanted to etch him into her soul.

Ye Qingyun had long known that her feelings for Han Feng were not simply admiration and gratitude.

But it wasn't until last night, possibly the last day before she and Han Feng parted ways, that Ye Qingyun bravely confessed her feelings.

Actually, the master already knew...

Ye Qingyun thought to herself.

She was the only one who was foolish. At first, she worried that her master would abandon her, and later she felt that she was not qualified to love Han Feng.

In reality, Han Feng's attitude towards her, and the treatment she received, were never those of an ordinary maid.

Thinking of this, Ye Qingyun smiled sweetly.

"In a good mood?"

Han Feng opened his eyes, a faint spiritual light flashing in his pupils.

Ye Qingyun nodded generously.

"Very good. Keep it up when you go to see Fairy Qing later."

"Master, what kind of person is Qing Xianzi?"

Han Feng thought for a moment.

"He's quite nice, easy-going. You'll see when you meet him."

"Oh."

Ye Qingyun and Han Feng got up and went outside.

"Master, what should we do after Qinglin?"

Although Qinglin has grown up and is capable of surviving on her own, Ye Qingyun, as a mother, is still somewhat worried.

"The Heavenly Serpent Palace in the Northwest Continent has the inheritance of the Azure Serpent Three-Flower Pupil. I plan to send Qinglin there to study later."

"Won't she be in danger if she's alone?"

"I will arrange for the protectors."

Ye Qingyun nodded.

Everyone has their own path to take.

Ye Qingyun will not always treat Qinglin as a little girl who needs to be taken care of.

She is already excellent enough.

She will have a wonderful life ahead of her.

Meeting Han Feng was a stroke of luck for the mother and daughter.

Otherwise, Ye Qingyun didn't even dare to imagine what she would be like now.

Chapter 132 Farewell

Han Feng reached the summit and saw Hua Yu again.

Today's Flower Sect Leader is quite different from yesterday's.

She looked younger and more beautiful, with hopeful light shining in her eyes.

"Aunt Hua."

"Coming."

Hua Yu glanced at Ye Qingyun, then looked somewhat surprised.

"Who is this?"

"Junior Ye Qingyun greets Sect Master Hua."

Han Feng laughed and said, "Aunt Hua, did you notice something?"

Hua Yu nodded. "It does look a bit like... Miss, would you mind if I took your pulse?"

Ye Qingyun stretched out her hand, and Hua Yu raised her finger to touch her wrist, sensing it carefully.

"It truly is the Green Wood Longevity Body!"

Hua Yu was amazed.

“I heard from my master that the Green Fairy of the Flower Sect is also a Green Wood Longevity Body, so I want to bring her here to become my disciple.”

Han Feng then explained.

Hua Yu looked Ye Qingyun around and nodded in satisfaction.

"Even if you don't say it, I had the same idea."

The Longevity Body of the Green Wood is rare enough, but such a fine seedling is even rarer.

Ye Qingyun felt a little shy when praised by her elders.

"Leave this to me. I'll take her to see the Supreme Elder later."

The two Supreme Elders of the Flower Sect, the Two Immortals of Qinghua, are both powerful individuals at the Half-Saint level.