Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

"You killed Mu Gu?"

"I killed him together with my Uncle Feng."

"Feng Xian..."

Yao Chen murmured.

That old guy actually teamed up with Han Feng?

"He didn't find out what you were up to?"

Han Feng gave a wry smile.

"Of course I found out, but Uncle Feng forgave me because he saw that I had a good attitude in correcting my mistakes."

Yao Chen was dumbfounded.

Is that old guy so indecisive?

"Teacher, I have already killed your enemy from back then."

Not only Mu Gu, but also Han Feng...

Han Feng paused.

"Whatever you want to do with me after that is up to you, but that will have to wait until I've wiped out the Soul Clan."

"Soul clan?"

Yao Chen frowned.

"What does this have to do with them?"

"It's a long story, but I have my reasons for doing this."

Han Feng walked to the coffee table and extended his hand in invitation.

"Would the teacher be willing to listen to my explanation in detail?"

Yao Chen remained silent for a moment, then floated to the coffee table and sat down cross-legged.

Han Feng smiled slightly, bowed, and then took his seat.

For many years, the master and disciple had not sat facing each other like this.

Han Feng took out several soul herbs from his storage ring and used a strange fire to refine them into spiritual liquid on the spot.

Yao Chen nodded subconsciously at the skillful alchemy technique.

"Your alchemy skills are truly masterful."

"What rank is it?"

Han Feng poured the spiritual liquid into the teacup in front of Yao Chen, while filling his own cup with ordinary tea.

"I haven't taken the exam for the grade of the Pill Tower, nor have I tried to see what the highest level of refinement it can reach."

"But reaching the eighth rank is still quite easy."

Yao Chen's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.

Fortunately, he used his battle qi to support the object, so the spiritual liquid did not spill out.

Eighth rank easily?

What a loud tone!

Seeing that Yao Chen remained silent, Han Feng began to talk about the Soul Clan.

He snapped his fingers, completely sealing off the surrounding space.

"I once discovered the secret of the Soul Clan in a branch hall of the Soul Palace in Zhongzhou."

"They set up Soul Halls throughout the Central Continent partly to collect souls to help a powerful member of their clan advance to the Emperor Realm, and partly to secretly lay down formations in the future, hoping to refine all the living beings in the Central Continent to supply the Soul Emperor for his advancement to the Dou Di realm."

"That formation is called the Soul Devouring and Life-Severing Formation. It is an ancient ninth-grade evil formation, which I have confirmed. I even went to the Hidden Sect to consult Senior Wang about it. The Soul Clan used this formation with malicious intent."

Han Feng said, "Since the Soul Clan has such intentions, they will act recklessly in the future, and we must be on guard."

After listening to Han Feng's description, Yao Chen couldn't quite understand why he was willing to fight against the Soul Clan.

It's not that the things the Soul Clan wants to do shouldn't be stopped, but rather...

"If the sky falls, the eight ancient clans will hold it up. Why are you rushing forward?"

"That's what Yao Chen said."

The power of the ancient eight clans is not something a mere Dou Zun like you can interfere with.

"I fear that even the eight ancient clans will find it difficult to protect themselves."

Han Feng said calmly.

"The Soul Clan's goal is not just the Central Plains; the legendary treasure of the ancient Tuoshe Emperor is their true objective."

"The Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade, which points to clues about the treasure, is owned by each of the eight clans, so the Soul Emperor will definitely try to obtain them."

Yao Chen frowned upon hearing this.

"Do you think that even if all the other major clans joined forces, they couldn't defeat a single Soul Clan?"

"Combined?"

Han Feng chuckled.

"If they could truly unite, they would indeed have nothing to fear from the Soul Clan, but the key question is, would they even unite?"

"Even the weakest of the Spirit Races think highly of themselves, and they will not cooperate unless they are in dire straits."

"Therefore, we must be prepared. Even if the other major clans are defeated by the Soul Clan, we must have the confidence to stop them."

Yao Chen's heart pounded as he listened to Han Feng's words.

Confidence?

Who gave you the courage to talk to a Nine-Star Dou Sheng?

"Teacher, actually the Soul Emperor isn't so scary."

Han Feng's smile was somewhat arrogant at this moment.

They seemed to regard that powerful figure standing at the pinnacle of the continent as an ordinary person.

Yao Chen slightly opened his mouth.

"Aren't you being a bit too arrogant?"

"Have it?"

Han Feng examined himself, then smiled slightly, suppressing his arrogant aura.

"Well, it's a bit early to talk about that now, but we still have time."

"Teacher, would you be willing to support me?"

Han Feng looked at Yao Chen.

Yao Chen gasped for breath.

"Are you serious?"

Yes, I'm serious.

"Why not just forget it..."

"Can't count."

"hiss......"

Yao Chen gasped again.

This is a tricky matter.

He came from the Medicine Clan, and no one knew the terror of the Eight Great Families better than him.

"This matter requires careful consideration."

In order to persuade his superior's disciple, Yao Chen chose to agree for the time being.

At least for now, Han Feng's attempt to fight against the Soul Clan is tantamount to a moth flying into a flame.

Han Feng knew that with his current strength, he definitely couldn't convince his teacher, so he nodded and said, "Of course, we have at least ten years to prepare."

"If we can persuade the other major clans, then this time will be extended."

"ten years."

Yao Chen nodded.

There is still room for maneuver.

Hey......

He couldn't quite understand his own apprentice, who was so extreme.

"If you want to persuade the other major clans, you must advance to the level of a half-saint. Without the strength of a saint, they won't even give you a second glance."

"That's what Yao Chen said."

He understood all too well the "pride" of those powerful clans.

Leaving aside other matters, just consider the Medicine Clan. They falsely accused and expelled their own descendants, whose bloodline was meager.

If even their own people are treated this way, then anyone else who doesn't have the strength to even speak to them is simply delusional.

Yao Chen's alchemy skills, even if they can't be called "the best on the continent", are definitely in the top ten.

But in the eyes of the Medicine Clan, they are still useless people who have been driven away. How ridiculous!

Han Feng looked at Yao Chen and suddenly said, "Teacher, I will go to the Yao Clan in the future to seek justice for you."

Yao Chen was stunned. Looking at Han Feng's serious eyes, his nose suddenly felt a little sore.

At this moment, he almost wanted to forget that unbearable memory and truly regard Han Feng as a good disciple he had cultivated.

But he couldn't forget it.

Day and night, whenever he thought of Han Feng, he felt regret and anger.

This chain reaction cannot be eliminated in a short period of time.

"You... wait until you get to that point, then we'll talk."

Han Feng bowed deeply to Yao Chen.

He knew that Yao Chen wanted to forgive him, but couldn't do it right away.

Han Feng understood.

After all, he would be very disappointed if he were betrayed by Lin Xian'er.

The pain a teacher endures is beyond the comprehension of someone who hasn't experienced it.

Only time and facts will tell.

One day, Yao Chen will realize that Han Feng is no longer the extremely selfish person he once was.

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Chapter 153

After checking on Xiao Yan and seeing that he was diligently cultivating, Yao Chen did not linger outside and returned to the Spirit Nourishing Gourd.

His conversation with Han Feng gave him many different ideas.

If Yao Chen thought he was going to die when they first met, then he had a greater than 50% chance that he would survive the second time they met.

By the time they met for the third time, Yao Chen was almost certain that Han Feng wouldn't kill him.