Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

He arrived at the inn where he had arranged to meet Lin Xian'er and the others. Upon going upstairs, he found that the three of them had already returned.

After finding Yao Chen, Han Feng gave them a signal in advance.

"Master, have you found the person?"

Lin Xian'er stepped forward and asked, her gaze curiously fixed on Xiao Yan behind Han Feng.

This person is too young; he shouldn't be the grandmaster.

"found it."

Han Feng nodded to Lin Xian'er.

"This is my junior brother Xiao Yan. Xian'er, you should call him Junior Uncle."

"Little uncle?"

Lin Xian'er called out to Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan smiled awkwardly and nodded in response.

He never expected that his senior brother's disciple would be such a beautiful girl.

I suddenly became even more nervous...

"Cousin Xiao Yan."

Gu Xun'er greeted him politely.

"Xun'er!"

Xiao Yan's eyes lit up when he saw the girl sitting in the back.

Why is she here?

"Hello, Uncle Xiao."

Another blue-haired girl bowed slightly to Xiao Yan and addressed him in this way.

Xiao Yan quickly responded.

"Hello."

That's when he started being called "uncle"...

He's only just turned 18!

Xiao Yan discovered that he was now a generation older than Xun'er, who called him cousin.

"Master, we've found treasure this time too."

After exchanging pleasantries, Lin Xian'er began to boast about her recent haul.

Although they didn't find Xiao Yan, they stumbled upon a cave.

Upon entering, they discovered a hidden treasure trove.

"Oh? You're so lucky."

Han Feng sat down, and Qing Lin poured him a cup of tea.

"Of course, Master. Look, this is a rare flying combat technique."

Lin Xian'er took out a scroll and placed it on the table.

Han Feng opened it and took a look.

"Purple Cloud Wings?"

Flying combat techniques are not conventional combat techniques; they are more like a crafting art, where the wings of flying magical beasts are crafted using secret methods for human use.

Therefore, this kind of combat technique is a consumable item, and each copy can only be practiced by one person.

"The wings are taken from the Black Flame Purple Cloud Eagle, a fifth-tier flying magical beast..."

Han Feng quickly scanned the scroll.

Legend has it that this Black Flame Purple Cloud Eagle possesses the bloodline of an ancient Heavenly Phoenix. Its flight speed ranks among the top of all flying magical beasts. It generally only lives in the Cloud Mist region in the southern part of the continent, located in the Beast Domain.

The scope of this fighting technique is quite vast, considering this is the Northwest Continent, which is thousands of miles away from the Beast Domain.

The owner of that cave must be quite powerful.

"You haven't practiced?"

Han Feng glanced at the three of them.

Gu Xun'er shook her head first.

Although this thing is rare, it's nothing to her.

If you want, the clan can provide it anytime.

It's just unnecessary.

Does it take one year or two years to advance from Dou Ling to Dou Wang?

If we go all out, it might only take a few months.

Gu Xun'er already had a plan in mind, so she didn't care about this thing at all.

"what about you?"

Lin Xian'er also shook her head.

"It's too ugly. I don't want it."

Flying was not something Lin Xian'er longed for.

Among Han Feng's collection of weapon crafting artifacts, any one of them could be used to carry a person into flight.

In order to experience the feeling of transforming battle qi into wings as soon as possible, Lin Xian'er wanted to insert two large, dark wings into her body, but she refused.

"I don't need to. Little Blue is the Flying Winged Serpent; it can carry me."

Qinglin touched the little blue snake on her wrist and said.

Han Feng smiled.

Alright, you're all highly skilled and look down on this rare flying combat technique.

"Junior brother, they don't want it, this thing..."

Xiao Yan's eyes lit up.

For a country bumpkin like him, aerial combat skills were incredibly appealing.

Seeing Xiao Yan's expectant expression, Han Feng handed him the scroll directly.

"Take it."

This... you're really giving it to me?

Xiao Yan accepted the scroll, his heart filled with excitement.

Consider it a gift from your junior apprentice.

Han Feng smiled.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan felt somewhat embarrassed.

On their very first meeting, he tried to get a favor from his junior apprentice...

Yes, my senior is reminding me!

Xiao Yan immediately rummaged through his storage ring to see if there was anything he could give away.

A small gift carries great meaning; you should at least give something in return.

After looking around, I realized that the only thing I had made by hand was that bottle of aphrodisiac...

hiss......

Xiao Yan was instantly drenched in sweat.

Han Feng noticed Xiao Yan's little movement, smiled slightly, and prepared to watch the show.

Xiao Yan's mind raced, and finally, shamelessly, he took out the purple crystal he had dug out in the Purple Crystal Cave from his storage ring.

Although it's not very useful, it's still quite aesthetically pleasing.

"Thank you, Junior Uncle."

Lin Xian'er accepted it sensibly, without embarrassing Xiao Yan.

"Thank you, Uncle Xiao."

The green scales were also given a piece.

Gu Xun'er also has it.

"Thank you, Cousin Xiao Yan."

The three thanks brought Xiao Yan a great sense of relief, but at the same time, he felt a little uneasy.

If he had great strength and superb alchemy skills, he wouldn't be so penniless now.

"Alright, everyone, get back to your work. We're heading to the Tagor Desert tomorrow, so let's get ready today and see what we need to buy."

Han Feng then stood up and said.

"Xian'er, come out with me later."

Lin Xian'er nodded.

Gu Xun'er and Qing Lin were discussing what to buy later for use in the desert.

"Cousin Xiao Yan, would you like to come with us to buy some things?"

Gu Xun'er asked.

"You guys go ahead, I don't need to."

Xiao Yan smiled and made up his mind to cultivate with all his might.

His own strength was far inferior to that of the three girls.

If you still can't recognize yourself at this point, then you're being rather foolish.

A moment later, Han Feng took Lin Xian'er out.

The two first bought some fruit and pastries in town, lit candles and incense, and then left Green Mountain Town, heading towards the Monster Mountain Range.

Lin Xian'er seemed to have guessed what Han Feng was going to do with her, and remained silent the whole way.

After crossing a small hill, on the outskirts of the Monster Mountain Range, the two arrived at their destination.

Before him was a village enveloped by a barrier. Han Feng casually waved his hand, and the barrier was removed.

A desolate village overgrown with weeds appeared before the two of them.

"Go and pay respects to your mother, and to the people of this village."

Lin Xian'er nodded, took a deep breath, and walked into the village.

Han Feng silently followed, but did not get too close, leaving Lin Xian'er time to handle things on her own.

The rustling sound of fallen leaves being swept through the air was both gentle and powerful.

Han Feng watched Lin Xian'er from afar; it was from here that he had taken her away years ago.

Twelve years have passed in the blink of an eye, how fast time flies!

Han Feng sighed.

Suddenly, the spirit-nourishing gourd at his waist moved.

Han Feng's expression froze.

Is the teacher awake?

He quickly reached out and opened the lid.

Soon, a soul body emerged from it.

Their eyes met, and the atmosphere became somewhat silent.

The rustling of leaves added to the ambiance, making it a very fitting scene.