Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

A moment later, a faint golden light emanated from Han Feng's body. Han Feng opened his eyes, and a rich golden light shot out from them.

"Phew, there's still a gap."

Han Feng said calmly.

That makes sense, considering he only mastered the technique after breaking through to the Dou Di realm. How can he compare to his state when he was a Dou Di?

As the golden light faded, a smile appeared on Han Feng's lips.

In any case, we've finally subdued the Xuanhuang Flame.

"and......"

With a surge of battle qi in his hand, energy from within a hundred feet flowed continuously into Han Feng's body.

The Burning Technique has officially broken through the advanced stage of the Earth Rank and reached the Heaven Rank!

Although it's only at the low-level Heaven Rank, it's already much stronger than before.

Whether it's the quality, quantity, or speed of the battle qi, there have been earth-shattering changes.

Dispersing his fighting spirit, Han Feng lightly leaped out of the ice cave.

Only then did he realize that the iceberg had been melted by his earlier commotion, and the once spacious foothold had become much smaller.

Han Feng glanced at the treasure ship in the distance, and his soul force flew out of his senses first.

Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Lin Xian'er was unaffected.

He returned to the treasure ship, looked back at the iceberg, and felt a strange sense of emotion.

Han Feng waved his hand, and the waves surged, carrying away the remaining meltwater on the iceberg.

Lin Xian'er then noticed Han Feng outside the house and quickly ran out of the cultivation room.

"Master, you succeeded?"

Han Feng nodded.

"How are you?"

"That's great, I'm ready to break through!"

Lin Xian'er clenched her fist and said excitedly.

"Alright, let's begin now."

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The two arrived at the cultivation cabin on the treasure ship and sat down facing each other.

"Let me take a look first."

Han Feng reached out and touched Lin Xian'er's wrist, spreading his soul power throughout her entire body.

After carefully inspecting it inside and out, Han Feng nodded.

"Activate your cultivation technique."

Lin Xian'er took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and formed a hand seal with her jade-like hands.

The poisonous energy flowed slowly through the meridians, and the "Poison Pill Technique" officially entered the next stage.

Condense the poisonous spirit!

When the energy had circulated for nine cycles, Lin Xian'er's fighting spirit began to boil, and a huge suction force was generated from her dantian.

The surrounding天地能量 (heaven and earth energy) began to converge towards Lin Xian'er's dantian.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Han Feng refined the essence of the poisonous herb into the air, allowing Lin Xian'er to absorb it.

For the Calamity Poison Body, toxins are the most fundamental source of power.

The energy of heaven and earth is secondary.

As a large amount of toxin essence poured into Lin Xian'er's body, her poison pill continued to expand, and slowly, cracks appeared on the poison pill.

Han Feng's expression was tense, and he kept a close eye on Lin Xian'er's condition.

If she fails to break through, he must immediately intervene to calm her fighting spirit.

Finally, after circulating for three more cycles, Lin Xian'er's poison pill shattered with a crash.

A powerful impact jolted Lin Xian'er, causing her to stagger and spit out a mouthful of blood that splashed onto Han Feng.

Without having time to care about any of that, Han Feng immediately helped Lin Xian'er into the main position.

"Xian'er, hurry up and condense the poison spirit!"

Lin Xian'er's face was as pale as paper, but the touch of bright red on her lips gave her an unusual beauty.

At Han Feng's call, Lin Xian'er gritted her teeth and sat up straight, immediately resuming her hand seals and continuing the operation of the "Poison Pill Technique".

"Condense the Poison Spirit!"

After the poison pill shattered, a large amount of poisonous gas filled her meridians and dantian, causing Lin Xian'er immense discomfort. The condensation of the poison spirit seemed to take an incredibly long time at this moment.

Under endless torment, Lin Xian'er's consciousness began to blur.

Han Feng's attention was now completely focused on Lin Xian'er. Suddenly, a strange heat ignited in his dantian.

This was a feeling he had never experienced before, giving Han Feng an uncontrollable impulse.

"what's the situation?"

Han Feng diverted some of his energy to examine his body internally and discovered a malevolent fire that had been born from the strange fire he had newly fused with.

The origin of this evil fire was somewhat mysterious, and Han Feng didn't know for a moment why it was born.

As Lin Xian'er was struggling to break through, Han Feng endured his discomfort and continued to observe her advancement.

However, the evil fire burned ever more fiercely, and when it reached his entire dantian, Han Feng finally realized that this matter could not be delayed any longer.

Han Feng took out a few calming pills, swallowed them, and then refined the pills to calm his internal heat.

The effects of the elixir lasted only half a minute before the burning sensation of the evil fire returned.

"Something's wrong!"

Han Feng clutched his chest.

This strange heat, while not life-threatening, instilled in him a fear of facing the unknown.

On the other side, Lin Xian'er endured the pain, her eyes sometimes glazed over and sometimes resolute.

Finally, she completed the last step in condensing the poison spirit.

Lin Xian'er let out a long breath, her body went limp, and she collapsed into Han Feng's arms.

Feeling the warmth and softness of Lin Xian'er's body, Han Feng's lustful desire intensified.

"Master."

Lin Xian'er murmured softly.

What's in your pants?

Just as the two were sitting facing each other, Lin Xian'er suddenly buried her head in Han Feng's arms, feeling as if she had bumped into something hard.

Lin Xian'er weakly raised her head and looked at Han Feng.

The hazy aura wafted into Han Feng's nostrils, and the evil fire within him completely spiraled out of control.

Chapter 174 Questioning the Heart

Lin Xian'er was startled by Han Feng's gaze.

This was the first time she had seen Han Feng in this state.

Desire, greed.

Han Feng pressed down on Lin Xian'er's hands, letting out a low, "beastly" growl.

Lin Xian'er was stunned.

She seemed to understand, yet she didn't understand why her master had become like this.

Although she harbored a secret in her heart—that she loved her master in all sorts of ways, including forbidden feelings that defied morality—she knew that her master would never agree to it.

Master's current state is clearly abnormal!

For a moment, Lin Xian'er was extremely conflicted. She didn't want her master to do something wrong, because she knew he would blame himself when he came to his senses.

But another wicked thought also arose in Lin Xian'er's heart; perhaps this was the moment when she was most likely to fulfill her desires.

Lin Xian'er looked at Han Feng, whose eyes were bloodshot, with a complicated expression.

Actually, she didn't have a choice, did she?

Lin Xian'er closed her eyes, her mind focused on the options that followed.

However, Han Feng hesitated to make a further move, his face contorted in pain, as if he were fighting against his instincts.

Lin Xian'er's heart started pounding again.

Master isn't going to quit, is he?

Unexplained emotions brewed in Lin Xian'er's mind, and all the pent-up feelings from the past erupted at this moment.

This is my only chance!

Lin Xian'er had only one thought in her mind.

The next second, she mustered her courage and kissed Han Feng.

The moment their lips touched, Han Feng's eyes cleared instantly, and his soul's origin erupted with a powerful surge, suppressing all the evil fire that had spread to his sea of ​​consciousness in an instant.

boom!

The barrier to the later stages of the Spirit Realm mysteriously dissipated, and Han Feng's soul power naturally reached the level of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Realm.

His senses became incredibly clear at that moment, especially the sensation on his lips, which made him freeze in place.

Lin Xian'er's delicate body trembled slightly; she knew that her master had woken up.

What she's doing now... won't get her expelled from the sect, right?

never mind!

If you're going to die, then die!

Lin Xian'er steeled her resolve and went a step further, sticking her tongue inside.

Han Feng finally came to his senses and quickly pushed Lin Xian'er away.

Lin Xian'er lowered her head, not daring to look at Han Feng.

“Xian’er…”

Han Feng swallowed hard, his tone losing its previous composure and becoming somewhat flustered.

He actually... he actually had such thoughts about his own disciple!

Unforgivable, unforgivable...

"Just now I..."

Han Feng wanted to explain, but he couldn't find the words.

How is he any different from a beast for doing such a thing to his apprentice!

What's most hateful is that I didn't reject it at the time, and was even gradually seduced by Lin Xian'er's body and scent, fueling my lust.

Is he a beast who has fallen for his own disciple?

Although the reason for the birth of the evil fire is still unclear, there were no such signs when refining other fires before.

But what's done is done.

Han Feng felt guilty and sighed.

Inside the room, the two remained silent.

"Master, are you not angry with me?"

Lin Xian'er spoke.