Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

Following the direction he remembered, Han Feng walked towards the center of the city.

At the intersection of the city streets, a towering silver tower stands, the tallest building in the entire city.

Near the silver tower, fully armed warriors walked, holding silver halberds, looking majestic and imposing.

They were the guards of the city lord's mansion, the most elite troops in the city.

Centered on the Silver Pagoda, radiating outwards, the first main street on the left features a vermilion tower, slightly lower than the Silver Pagoda by a few stories.

This is the headquarters of Le Lou in the Northern Region.

The elders of Fenglei Pavilion know how to enjoy life, and for the sake of long-term development, they are very cooperative with Lelou's decision to establish its headquarters here.

On the one hand, it's to give Yin Gu some face; on the other hand, those who know, know.

As for whether the information about Fenglei Pavilion will be stolen by Lelou.

Lei Zun Zhe was not worried.

Le Lou is merely a mortal force within the Yin Gu. If they were to do something truly outrageous, he could easily destroy them without any reasoning behind it.

For any sect, its core traditions are of paramount importance.

For example, Fenglei Pavilion's "Three Thousand Thunder Illusions" and Fenyan Valley's "Three Mysterious Transformations of Heavenly Fire".

Only the most core disciples are qualified to learn.

Why did Wei Qianshi hire Canaan Academy to help search for the person who stole the secret technique before he died?

It's simply that major sects place great importance on this aspect.

If you steal our sect's fighting techniques, it's perfectly reasonable for me to hunt you down to the ends of the earth.

If it is found that the leak originated from Wei Qianshi, then his faction will also be severely punished.

It's good that Wei Qianshi is alive; after all, he's a Dou Zong powerhouse, so he can atone for his crimes with good deeds.

But if he dies, his wife and children will suffer terribly.

That's why Wei Qianshi paid so much attention to it back then.

Fortunately, he met Han Feng, and his fortunes turned around. He not only recovered the secret technique, but also survived despite his severe injuries.

If Wei Qianshi successfully breaks through to the high-level Dou Zong this time, his status may even be comparable to that of the South Pavilion Master.

It also makes things more convenient.

As Han Feng entered the music pavilion, he was immediately greeted by a warm and mature female cultivator.

Her heart trembled the moment she saw Han Feng.

Even though she had received many high-ranking officials and noblemen, including many handsome men, she had never seen a guest like Han Feng, who seemed to have descended to earth like a celestial being.

The female cultivator's gaze swept over Lin Xian'er and Qing Lin discreetly, thinking to herself.

This guest likes young people...

Chapter 134 One Hundred Million Deposit, the Chen Family of Beimang

"How do I get there after posting a bounty?"

As Han Feng finished speaking, a hint of regret appeared in the woman's eyes.

It turned out they were guests who came to do serious business.

"Guest, please follow me."

The woman led Han Feng to another room, then turned a mechanism to enter the real trading place of the music hall.

The outside world's sex industry is just a cover.

The wall slowly opened, revealing a dark passageway before Han Feng. The woman walked in front, explaining the rules of the building to Han Feng.

"If you're here to buy information, you can go to the Heavenly Pavilion. If you want someone to see blood, you can go to the Killing Pavilion. One is on the left, and the other is on the right. Which way would you like to go?"

"On the left, the Tianzi Building."

The woman nodded, took out a token, and opened the passage on the left.

Lin Xian'er watched all of this with curiosity.

Qinglin's eyes flickered slightly as she looked around, seemingly wary of something.

The two women followed closely behind Han Feng, leading him to a spacious and bright hall.

After leading Han Feng to the back, the woman pointed to a black pillar in the center of the hall, which shimmered with a bright luster. A man in a gray robe sat in front of the pillar, looking through something.

"That's where you buy information; customers can go there to inquire."

"Good work."

Han Feng nodded slightly and walked towards the gray-robed man.

The gray-robed man didn't even look up, but took out a scroll and placed it in front of Han Feng.

"Write down the problems and needs on it."

Han Feng unrolled the scroll, picked up the brush beside him, and began to write.

Finding the soul of the Medicine Master requires a large number of people skilled in investigation.

The gray-robed man picked up the scroll, glanced at it, and remained silent.

After pondering for a full half minute, the gray-robed man took out a token from the black cylinder behind him.

"A Heavenly-level mission, with a deposit of 100 million gold coins. The total price depends on the process. The deposit will not be refunded if the mission fails."

Han Feng promptly and decisively spent 100 million.

Gold coins were the most useless resource to him.

However, the other party's offer was still a bit unreasonable.

Han Feng took the token and heard the gray-robed man say, "We will notify you when we have news. The mission lasts for one year. If the time limit is exceeded, the mission will fail."

"You can start with the eastern part of the Northern Region."

Han Feng suggested.

The man in the gray robe nodded.

"Okay, if guests need anything later, they can make changes on the token."

The black token in Han Feng's hand is made of a special material that can connect to the black pillar at the Le Lou headquarters at any time, thus enabling the rapid transmission of messages.

After issuing the mission, Han Feng left the music pavilion.

To be honest, he wasn't sure about the quality of the people Le Lou was looking for.

But more preparation means more hope.

Even knowing that he might be doing something futile, Han Feng would still choose to do it.

"One hundred million gold coins."

Lin Xian'er was captivated by Han Feng's extravagant spending of hundreds of millions of yuan.

She vaguely remembered that when she was a child, going shopping in Qingshan Town and spending a silver coin was considered a luxury.

I never imagined my master was so rich...

Lin Xian'er sighed.

"Sister, there are many traps and weapons hidden inside."

Qinglin said to Lin Xian'er.

Is it in the passageway?

"Ah."

"I could feel it too; there's still poisonous gas left on the walls."

The fact that Le Lou was heavily guarded also shows that the other party was indeed a capable organization, at least better than other second-rate intelligence forces.

"Next, we'll head north."

Han Feng's planned route was to head north.

Once things are settled in the north, we'll return directly to the northwest continent.

That afternoon, Han Feng and his group boarded a spaceship and departed from the space wormhole in Fenglei City, heading towards the northern part of the Northern Region.

Beimang City.

A large hub city with a super-large spatial wormhole that can directly connect to the Central Region.

Even though it's not near the North Pavilion of Fenglei Pavilion, Beimang City still has a large permanent population and traffic volume.

Han Feng and the others flew out of the spatial wormhole, and before they even landed, they found that the square in front of them was crowded with people.

Such a lively scene is quite rare.

Han Feng and the two women hovered in mid-air, looking down at the crowded people below.

Something must have happened.

However, Han Feng had no intention of joining in the fun and flew straight away.

Even after arriving on the streets of the city, the atmosphere still felt a bit off.

Han Feng overheard several people talking.

"The Chen family is finished this time. The main force of the family has been wiped out. Although Miss Chen is capable, how can she handle such a situation?"

"That means the Yu family isn't some simple power. Old Mrs. Yu has always wanted the Chen sisters to be her grandson's wives."

"Hehe, back then, the head of the Chen family publicly rejected the Yu family's marriage proposal, which made Old Madam Yu lose face. Now that the Chen family is in trouble, of course she has to come and kick them while they're down."

The conversation seemed to involve the Chen family.

Han Feng frowned slightly.

The Chen family...

Is this Chen Xiaoyu's family?

He still remembered that little girl; she had wanted to become his apprentice at Canaan Academy, but he had refused.

The initial consideration was that I didn't want to involve her in future matters.

After all, Han Feng is destined to be an enemy of the Soul Clan in the future.

Chen Xiaoyu is the second young lady of a powerful family in Zhongzhou, with a bright future ahead of her, so there's no need for her to get involved in his mess.

Unexpectedly, the Chen family, as the overlord of Beimang City, is facing a crisis of defeat so quickly.

Han Feng paused, then led the two women toward the Chen family's location.

Since we've encountered this situation, we can't pretend we didn't see it.

So many years have passed, Chen Xiaoyu should have graduated from Canaan College by now, and maybe she's with the Chen family now.

I didn't take her in back then, so let me help her solve this problem this time.

Fate is so ingenious. If Chen Xiaoyu hadn't come to become Han Feng's apprentice, Han Feng probably wouldn't have remembered the relationship between the Chen family and Chen Xiaoyu.

Naturally, there wouldn't be today's actions.

Han Feng quickly arrived at the Chen family's residence, where many people with unfriendly expressions were standing outside.

They were dressed in similar robes and appeared to be from the same family.

Considering what people were discussing earlier, it must be the Yu family.

Han Feng released his soul power to observe the situation inside the Chen family's house.

At this moment, Chen Yunshu, the eldest daughter of the Chen family, was sitting in the main hall, looking at the young man who was eyeing her menacingly.

Grandma Yu leaned on her cane, silently watching her grandson talk to his former lover.

Back then, Chen Yuanjiang rejected his marriage proposal to his face, making the Yu family a laughing stock.

I thought I would never be able to take revenge.

I never expected the opportunity to come so quickly. In less than ten years, the tables have turned.