Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

Suddenly, the Breath Soil expanded as if it were about to swallow it whole. The Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame trembled slightly and immediately shrank back.

Fortunately, the movement of the Breath of Earth within the Qiankun Domain was slow; otherwise, that small ball of Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame would likely have been lost forever.

"Isn't it true?"

Unlike the Xuanhuang Flame, the Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame is not a flame that completely controls the earth; it has various other effects, so its single ability is somewhat weaker.

Perhaps it was precisely because its abilities were biased and not specialized enough that Xirang did not take a liking to it.

Of course, the main reason is that the Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame is not growing fast enough and is not as strong as the Breath of Earth. Otherwise, it could have forced its way into the fold.

Han Feng looked at the earth-attribute spiritual creature in his domain; its violent struggles had made his hands slightly sore.

Don't be fooled by its small size; it's surprisingly strong.

After a brief stalemate, Han Feng sighed.

If there's truly no way to subdue it, then sealing it away is the only option.

We'll deal with it after we subdue the Xuanhuang Flame.

Just as Han Feng was about to cast the sealing spell, he suddenly sensed the Xuanwu tortoise shell in his storage ring trembling slightly.

Han Feng quickly took out the collectible that had been placed in the corner.

The moment the Xuanwu tortoise shell appeared, the Breath of Earth stopped moving.

It remained quietly in place, completely different from how it had been when facing the Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame.

Han Feng's lips curled into a smile.

It seems that everything has its counter.

This ancient artifact has now come in handy.

Although Xuanwu is associated with water, it also possesses overwhelming power in the earth element.

Han Feng gently placed the tortoise shell over the Breath Soil. The earthen-yellow light flickered softly, and after a moment, the Breath Soil merged into the tortoise shell.

When Han Feng picked up the Xuanwu Tortoise Shell again, he discovered that the Breath of Earth had already been subdued.

Han Feng unleashed the Sea Heart Flame from his hand, using this strange water-based fire to circulate the contents of the "Mysterious Martial Heavenly Ancestor Scripture".

As the ancestral scripture was activated, the characters on the tortoise shell glowed faintly.

With the help of the tortoise shell, the Breath Soil was also mobilized by Han Feng.

Han Feng held the Breath of Earth in his hand and gently smashed it onto the ground, instantly cracking a mountain.

Such power!

Han Feng didn't even have to use much strength; the weight of the Breath of Earth alone was immense.

"Old friend, you really are disobedient."

Han Feng smiled helplessly.

Controlling the Breath of Earth is a gradual process, and this spiritual creature is clearly not cooperating with me now.

If used against an enemy, who knows what kind of trouble it might cause.

After storing the Breath of Earth in the tortoise shell, Han Feng returned to a safe location.

"Master, you succeeded?"

"Ah."

"Congratulations, Mr. Han."

Gu Xun'er offered her congratulations.

Gu Xun'er had once found information about that earth-attribute spiritual object in an ancient book; it was called "Xirang" and was an ancient spiritual object.

Even among the ancient clans, there is no Breath Soil, but I've heard that the Stone Clan has one.

The Breath of Earth doesn't greatly enhance ranged combat skills, but its power is significantly increased when used in conjunction with physical techniques.

The Stone Clan is renowned for its physical skills and physique; the Breath Soil is considered a divine object in their hands.

Han Feng smiled and was about to say something when suddenly his soul force stirred.

He sensed several people flying in from a distance, seemingly there to gather intelligence.

Han Feng immediately led the two women into the void and hid themselves.

A moment later, two Dou Huangs flew over from a distance. They arrived at the mountain where the Breath Soil was hidden, looked around, and were immediately stunned.

Where is the mountain?

What about my mountain?

Could it be that the Breath of Earth has been stolen by someone, given the commotion just now?

The two Dou Huangs belonging to the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion felt a chill run down their spines.

They were ordered to guard this place, but because the Breath of Earth was too dangerous, they stayed on the outer perimeter.

Han Feng's arrival was so quiet and fast, coupled with his concealment techniques, that the two did not notice him.

It wasn't until Han Feng pounded on the mountain and took soil, causing a huge commotion, that they realized something was wrong.

Finished!

If the Pavilion Master finds out that they could lose sight of such a large mountain, will they still have a future?

In the void, Han Feng glanced at the two Dou Huangs outside.

The two men were wearing clothes with the insignia of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, so they must be members of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

It seems that the Sword Venerable is still unwilling to give up and wants to find a way to take away the Breath Soil, but unfortunately, he has already intercepted it.

This time, Han Feng didn't intend to reveal himself. He instantly appeared next to Zi Yan, who was picking up treasures in the mountains, grabbed her shoulder, and then flew out of the mountains.

"Han Feng, what are you doing?"

"Zi Yan shouted."

"I haven't finished picking them up yet!"

"This time it's all yours."

"what?"

Zi Yan's eyes widened.

"so good?"

"Wait, so you also helped me refine pills, right?"

Han Feng nodded.

Zi Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and then happily tallied up her haul.

Although some treasures were found, the trip was too rushed and we didn't get to enjoy it to the fullest.

I must come again sometime!

After leaving the Changheng Mountains, Han Feng landed in a nearby city.

Since we're already in the Eastern Region, we can just slowly make our way to the ancient tribes.

The ancient race is the dominant force in the Eastern Region, and almost half of the Eastern Region is under their control.

This is why Gu Xun'er felt an urgency as soon as she arrived in the Eastern Region, because she was only two steps away from home.

In the center of the Eastern Region, there is a city called the Ancient Holy City, which is the entrance to the ancient tribes.

Many cities in the Eastern Regions, regardless of size, can generally be directly reached from the vicinity of the Ancient Holy City, provided they have spatial wormholes.

That place is the core of the entire Eastern Region, it is enormous, and its prosperity surpasses that of the Central Region.

However, the ancient holy city prohibits outsiders from entering unless they are invited.

Ancient clans are large families with complex and intertwined networks of interests, and they are also very rigid in their rules.

Even Gu Xun'er now has no power to change any of this.

Unless she fully awakens her Dou Di bloodline, displays her brilliance at her coming-of-age ceremony, and becomes a true young clan leader, she will not have a voice.

Han Feng was not in a hurry to travel, and the group chose a nice inn in the city to stay in.

At their pace, they should be able to send Gu Xun'er to the ancient clan in two or three days.

dong dong dong.

At night, there was a knock on Han Feng's door.

"Come in."

Gu Xun'er opened the door and quietly entered the room, then closed the door behind her.

"Mr. Han..."

Chapter 171 Farewell to the Two Women

"Xun'er?"

Han Feng chuckled softly and looked at the girl. "Is there something you need from me?"

Gu Xun'er shook her head.

"Haven't been back to your hometown for many years, are you feeling a little uneasy?"

Han Feng said with a smile.

"Actually, I have also been away from home in the Black Corner for decades, so I understand this feeling."

Gu Xun'er pouted as she watched Han Feng's words become increasingly skewed.

Before Han Feng could finish speaking, Gu Xun'er quickly said:

“Mr. Han, after I returned to my family, I had very few opportunities to meet with you.”

Han Feng was taken aback, then nodded.

"Yes, but that's quite normal, isn't it?"

Gu Xun'er's hands, hidden behind her back, clenched slightly.

"Xun'er, you've grown up now. You should know that there are many things that you have to deal with."

"Mr. Han, is there anything I can do for you?"

Gu Xun'er spoke up.

"Can you tell Xun'er about it?"

Han Feng was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"sit."

He pointed to the spot in front of him.

Gu Xun'er sat down gracefully, her eyes somewhat aggressive; this was the first time she had shown this expression in front of Han Feng.

Perhaps it was Han Feng's words that made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Or perhaps, it's because they're about to part ways, and she wants to hold on to something tightly.

But all in all, it was a gaze that carried an aggressive undertone.

"There are some things that I won't hide from you now."

Han Feng sighed.

"Actually, meeting you at the Xiao family was an unexpected surprise for me."

"The Golden Emperor Burning Heaven Flame within you indicates your ancient clan identity, and also exposes your true identity."

“At that time, I thought that you might be a shortcut for me to contact the ancient tribe.”

Gu Xun'er's pupils contracted slightly, and her jade-like hands clenched tightly, as if she couldn't believe she had heard this.

"So I stayed with you at the Xiao family for a few days, originally just to leave a good impression on you so that it would be easier to contact you in the future."

At this point, Han Feng paused slightly, his gaze towards Gu Xun'er filled with apology.