Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

Han Feng wrote a letter and placed it on the table, then stood up and pressed down on Yao Chen's shoulder.

Yao Chen was puzzled by Han Feng's actions, but in the next instant, a spatial rift opened up in front of him.

Holding the Void God Tablet, Han Feng led Yao Chen into it.

To Yao Chen's surprise, the two arrived at the Starfall Pavilion, Yao Chen's former residence.

"this......"

Han Feng closed the spatial passage, and Yao Chen stood there in a daze, looking around.

Isn't this his room?

Only a second had passed, and they had already arrived at the Starfall Pavilion?

Yao Chen looked at Han Feng incredulously, trying to get confirmation.

Han Feng nodded: "I have a spatial magic item that can teleport over long distances."

Yao Chen recovered his senses, but he still found it difficult to calm his emotions.

This is the place where he raised Han Feng.

Decades have passed in the blink of an eye.

"Teacher, I'll go and call Uncle Feng over."

It is not advisable to expose Yao Chen's soul at this time, so it is better to bring Feng Xian along.

Yao Chen nodded and let Han Feng leave.

He wandered slowly around his room, reminiscing about the bygone years.

Meanwhile, Han Feng found Feng Xian's residence, only to discover that his senior brother was not there.

There is a junior sister, though.

Mu Qingluan looked at Han Feng, who had suddenly appeared, and asked in surprise, "Senior Brother Han, what brings you here?"

"Junior sister, where is senior master?"

Han Feng asked.

"Our teacher has been away from the sect a lot lately, and we don't know what he's up to."

Mu Qingluan pouted.

She has been facing many difficulties in her spiritual practice lately, and she can't find anyone to help her.

"That's it."

Han Feng nodded.

It seems that my senior brother is still busy searching for the missing person.

It's tough on him, having to travel around at his age.

"Senior Brother Han, do you have some free time? Can I ask you some questions?"

Han Feng nodded.

"of course can."

He has always been very caring towards his junior fellow students.

Mu Qingluan's expression brightened, and she pulled Han Feng into the house.

This question took up the entire afternoon.

After answering Mu Qingluan's question, Han Feng remembered that his teacher was still alone in her room, so he took his leave.

"Senior brother, are you leaving so soon?"

Mu Qingluan said reluctantly.

With her teacher absent, she was practically a minor master of the Starfall Pavilion, managing her disciples while also overseeing her own cultivation—a very demanding task.

If my senior brother were here, we could do these things together.

"I'm sorry, junior sister. I'll definitely spend more time with you next time."

Han Feng gently flicked Mu Qingluan's nose before turning and leaving.

Mu Qingluan stamped her foot, but did not stop her any further.

"Senior brother, you have to keep your word!"

"it is good!"

Han Feng returned to Yao Chen's residence and found his teacher lying listlessly on the bed.

"Teacher, you..."

"The person hasn't been found?"

"Ah."

"I knew it! Humph, that old guy has learned to slack off now. Such a big sect, and he, the sect leader, isn't even here!"

Yao Chen cursed.

Han Feng felt slightly embarrassed.

If we're talking about laziness, you're not qualified to say that about Master Feng, are you?

"Teacher, my senior brother doesn't know that I've already found you, so he must be searching for you everywhere right now."

Yao Chen's expression froze for a moment, and he sat up somewhat awkwardly.

"Oh, that's how it is."

Wait, that's not right. Isn't the reason he's searching for people everywhere because of the mess you made back then?

Yao Chen glared at Han Feng, then lay back down.

"Since he's not here, let's just leave it at that. I'll wait for him to come back here."

"what?"

Han Feng was surprised.

"Teacher, are you going to stay?"

“My condition is quite stable now, so there’s no point in me staying by your side. It’s more comfortable for me to stay here.”

"That's what Yao Chen said."

He was just moved by the scene and was swept up in a wave of memories, so he wanted to stay here alone for a while.

Seeing that his teacher's attitude was firm, Han Feng nodded.

There is a naturally formed array outside the Starfall Pavilion, making it a relatively safe place.

The teacher is strong enough to protect himself now, so let him be.

"Alright then, teacher, you stay here for now, I'll go find the materials to revive you."

"Thanks a lot."

"This is what I should do."

Han Feng smiled, bowed, and then left the room.

He first went to the Starfall Pavilion's treasury, and after searching inside, he discovered that there was a corpse of a four-star Dou Zun level.

Looking at the perfectly preserved body of a Dou Zun, Han Feng was overjoyed.

This is much better than the spare items in my storage ring. I never expected my senior uncle to have such a good thing hidden away.

Han Feng naturally took it, thinking that if there were no other suitable materials in the future, this would be the body for his teacher's resurrection.

He searched carefully again and found several kinds of high-level magical beast blood essence.

Refining weapons often requires tempering with beast blood, so the Starfall Pavilion's treasury also stores many similar items.

However, none of them were particularly satisfactory to Han Feng.

Essence and blood are the source of energy during the process of refining the body, so they are quite important.

Only the blood essence of a high-level, eighth-tier magical beast can meet the conditions for Yao Chen's perfect resurrection.

Oh, right! The Southern Li Empire is near the Beast Domain, so they must have hunted quite a few high-level magical beasts there. Why don't we go there and ask?

Han Feng had a sudden inspiration and set his sights on the Empress.

He happened to be going to ask Xuanwu about the matter of demonic beast blood anyway, so he figured he might as well do it while he was at it.

If not, he'll just go to the Beast Realm and kill a couple of them.

As soon as the thought arose, Han Feng took action. He reactivated the Void God Stele and stepped into it.

But he forgot that night had already fallen in the Southern Li Empire.

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Upon arriving at the Southern Li Imperial Palace, Han Feng looked up and saw a captivating figure reclining on its side behind the curtain.

He had a bad feeling.

Isn't this where the Empress reviews official documents?

How did it turn into a bedroom?

wrong!

Han Feng suddenly remembered that when the Empress set up spatial coordinates here before, she did say something that told him to pay attention to the timing of his arrival.

If anyone were to break into her bedchamber at night, she would...suppress them!

boom!

A surge of fighting spirit suddenly emanated from behind the curtain, and in the blink of an eye, the curvaceous figure was already wearing a bathrobe, looking down at Han Feng.

"The Prince of Zhennan has quite the nerve."

Sikong Chan's pupils flashed with fire as she descended the steps one by one.

"They actually dared to break into the palace at night."

Han Feng looked away and said apologetically, "Your Majesty, I came in such a hurry that I forgot the time."

He knew he shouldn't have set the spatial coordinates here in the first place!

Sikong Chan smiled, her fighting spirit increasing rather than decreasing, pressing down on Han Feng little by little.

"An apology is useless to me. Is the Prince of Zhennan ready to accept punishment?"

Nine-Star Dou Zun!

Han Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.

Her talent is truly terrifying; she has made another breakthrough in such a short time.

If it were just based on his battle qi cultivation, he, a mere four-star Dou Zun, would truly be no match for him.

Sensing the Empress's increasingly powerful aura, almost to the point of riding on him, Han Feng sighed softly, and his soul power slowly spread out from his spiritual platform.

hum!

Sikong Chan's fighting spirit pressure was completely neutralized by the soul fluctuations.

Han Feng slowly raised his head.

"Your Majesty, please stop fooling around."

Sikong Chan's expression froze slightly.

His soul power is so strong!

It seems we won't be able to take him down today.

Sikong Chan gave a soft snort, turned around and walked back to the big bed.

Seeing the other party suddenly turn and leave, Han Feng's serious expression immediately changed.

Is she... angry?

Han Feng considered his words carefully before quickly following after him.