Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

"teacher."

Han Feng spoke first.

Yao Chen remained silent, but his soul body trembled slightly, releasing an aura comparable to an eight-star Dou Zong.

This is the result of its recovery. Now that it has woken up, it is not that it cannot continue to recover, but that the spiritual liquid in the Spirit Nourishing Gourd has been completely consumed.

"Use the elixir to restore my soul, what do you intend to do?"

Yao Chen asked.

"I'll save you."

"Save me? Haha."

Yao Chen's laughter carried a hint of mockery.

"You didn't hesitate for a second when you poisoned me and stabbed me in the heart."

hesitate?

Han Feng certainly didn't dare to hesitate.

Facing a powerful figure like Yao Chen, one would certainly not succeed unless one decisively betrayed him from the side he trusted most.

"And now you're telling me you came to save me?"

Yao Chen stared intently at Han Feng.

"Tell me, is this even possible?"

Han Feng did not explain.

"Teacher, now that things have come to this, whether you believe me or not is no longer important."

No matter how eloquently I speak, I cannot erase the harm I have caused you.

Han Feng paused.

"But I will resurrect you."

Yao Chen's pupils dilated in shock.

resurrection......

This is certainly what he most wants to do.

"Hmph, you make it sound so easy. Although the Burning Technique does record a method of resurrection, it requires refining three different flames..."

Yao Chen suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

This rebellious disciple before me seems to have already reached the Dou Zun level...

How did he manage to cultivate to that level using only a fragmented copy of the Burning Technique?

Is it possible?

He has already...

Han Feng then extended his finger, and four colorful flames swirled and rose into the air, converging into a dark flame.

Four kinds of different flames!

Yao Chen watched this scene in shock.

"Teacher, I have met the conditions for your resurrection. Now I am just preparing the materials."

"I want your strength after resurrection to reach the highest possible level."

Han Feng withdrew his hand, and the flames dissipated.

Yao Chen remained in a daze for a long time.

The trials and tribulations required to refine three different flames were immense.

So now you're telling him it's already done?

Han Feng sighed.

In fact, he knew that even if Yao Chen was willing to acknowledge him as his disciple, the two of them could no longer be as close as before on the surface.

A broken mirror is hard to mend.

This is truly a helpless situation.

However, Han Feng's goal was not to get Yao Chen to forgive him; he only hoped that after Yao Chen was resurrected, he could do what he wanted to do.

He now has new apprentices.

Although Xiao Yan is young and impetuous, he is not a bad person at heart and knows how to repay kindness. He and his teacher should get along well.

Han Feng never forgot his mission.

Having chosen to confront the powerful Soul Clan, a peaceful and prosperous life was no longer his destiny.

On this continent, there must always be someone who walks at the forefront and bears all the consequences.

From the moment he was born into this world, he was destined to be, and could only be, himself.

"Teacher, it's time to go back."

Han Feng picked up the Spirit-Nourishing Gourd.

Although the spiritual liquid is gone, the small space inside can still generate spiritual liquid, making it naturally more suitable for souls to live in than the outside world.

"I do not."

Yao Chen turned around, not wanting to talk to Han Feng.

He admitted that he was moved.

But bowing down to Han Feng, that traitorous disciple, is absolutely impossible!

Yao Chen had previously chosen to submit to Han Feng because he knew he was going to die and for Xiao Yan's sake.

Now that things have taken a turn for the better, Yao Chen has become stubborn.

Han Feng smiled gently and put the gourd down.

Feel free to be outside if you want.

Although it is not conducive to the recovery of the soul, there is still plenty of time for the medicine to be prepared.

Han Feng would not allow Yao Chen to suffer any further damage.

“Teacher, that is my disciple, Lin Xian’er.”

Han Feng pointed in the direction of the cemetery, where a purple-haired girl was offering sacrifices.

Yao Chen immediately looked in that direction. Although he was reluctant to talk to Han Feng, he paid special attention to Han Feng's disciple.

"That little girl?"

"Yes, she was born with a calamity-inducing poison body. Once, her poison body went out of control and she unintentionally killed everyone in the village, including her mother."

Han Feng said slowly.

Is that so? What a tragic fate...

Yao Chen sighed.

But what about the Calamity Poison Body?

This kind of constitution is not easy to handle...

When he was still alive, he encountered a woman with a body of calamity and poison. They both coveted a spiritual herb and fought against her. In the end, he slightly won by relying on the power of the Bone Spirit Cold Flame.

Defeating her is easy, but dealing with her poisonous body is more difficult.

Has she fully awakened?

Yao Chen asked Han Feng.

"Correct."

Yao Chen remained silent.

Do you know the final fate of the Calamity Poison Body?

"I know, but I have found a method to resolve the backlash from the Calamity Poison Body, so Xian'er will not repeat the same mistake in the future."

Han Feng replied.

Yao Chen looked at him in surprise.

"That method is called the Poison Pill Method."

Han Feng took out the scroll of the Poison Pill Technique and handed it to Yao Chen.

"Teacher, please take a look. Xian'er has now cultivated to the second level of Poison Pill. The next step is to condense the Poison Spirit."

Yao Chen took the scroll and quickly scanned it.

"This method is wonderful!"

"If everything goes smoothly, then the Calamity Poison Body can truly be controlled."

The worry between Yao Chen's brows disappeared.

Clearly, he cared a lot about Lin Xian'er's future fate.

After all, he was his own grand-disciple.

During their conversation, the atmosphere between the master and apprentice inexplicably eased considerably.

Both sides were well aware of this; Lin Xian'er was their way of making amends.

One was for his apprentice, and the other was for his grand-apprentice.

They all have credible reasons to speak.

When did you take on your disciple?

Yao Chen asked first.

"If you think about it carefully, it was twelve years ago."

Han Feng responded.

"Actually, I went to the Xiao family at that time, but I didn't find the teacher."

Yao Chen's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this.

Was I really in such danger back then?

Although Han Feng today might not kill him, the Han Feng of more than ten years ago might not.

After all, Yao Chen suspected that if Han Feng discovered he was still alive, he would definitely come and finish him off.

"Teacher, can you tell me now what you were like at the Xiao family twelve years ago?"

Han Feng asked.

Yao Chen remained silent for a long time before finally nodding.

Han Feng let out a long sigh.

"That's really a waste of all that time."

For twelve years, Han Feng would think of Yao Chen whenever the night was quiet.

Only through cultivation can one alleviate the longing in one's heart.

If we had found Yao Chen twelve years ago and accompanied him through the treatment, things might be much better than they are today.

Unfortunately, fate played a cruel trick on us; we were just a hair's breadth away from missing out on twelve years.

Fortunately, it's found now, so it's not too late.

At this moment, Lin Xian'er finished paying respects at the last grave and walked towards Han Feng.

When she saw the soul body floating beside Han Feng, her eyes flashed.

"You are... my grandmaster?"

Is this the person Master has been searching for for so long?

"Yes, my name is Yao Chen, and I am... your grandmaster."