Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

Han Feng looked at Zi Yan's abdomen, but he wasn't surprised.

Ziyan is currently in a critical period of transformation.

The large amount of precious medicine she took on Donglong Island caused her to accumulate a great deal of essence within her body.

However, with Zi Yan's current cultivation level, it is difficult for her to completely refine it.

While this essence is precious, it can become a burden if it accumulates in the body.

Perhaps the elders of Donglong Island were too eager for Ziyan to become stronger, and thus overlooked this point.

So yesterday, Han Feng used an eighth-grade pill to stimulate Zi Yan's body, putting her into a state of rapid digestion.

"Did you feel this way on Tung Lung Island?"

Zi Yan shook her head.

"It's okay, this is normal, it will be fine in a few days."

Zi Yan nodded.

"Han Feng, when are you going to take me to Canaan Academy?"

"Now."

Han Feng folded the quilt neatly, then gently flicked it to smooth out the wrinkles on the sheets.

After quickly washing up, Zi Yan went to the front yard of the bamboo house and rushed up to hug Han Feng's arm.

"ready to go!"

Han Feng raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

The space flickered, and the two disappeared in front of the bamboo house, arriving in the inner courtyard in the next instant.

"Finally home!"

Zi Yan let go of Han Feng and cheered joyfully in the yard.

"After walking for so long, nothing has changed here."

Han Feng walked to the edge of the pond and looked at the neatly trimmed flowers and plants.

"She is being cared for regularly."

"Let's go see Elder Su Qian."

Han Feng led Zi Yan out of the courtyard.

Time flies, yet it also seems to drag on.

The last time I came here, I was a Nine-Turn Battle Venerable. In the blink of an eye, I have become a Battle Saint.

Walking on the streets of the college, Han Feng saw many new faces.

The old depart, and the new arrives.

The college is always getting a fresh blood.

Han Feng was surrounded by faint holy realm laws, which blurred his face and expression. At first glance, there was nothing unusual, but if you looked closely, it was like staring into an abyss and falling into a hazy state.

Zi Yan didn't notice Han Feng's change because Han Feng hadn't used any methods against her.

The little girl with purple hair back then has now become a voluptuous purple-haired young woman; it would be hard for anyone to recognize that this is the same person.

The students of the academy all turned their heads, wondering when the inner courtyard had acquired such a beautiful woman.

"This junior looks familiar."

A man with a folding fan in his hand and an arrogant gait walked over. He smiled and stretched out his hand, with a round pill hidden in his palm.

"I'm helping Han Xian with medicine. I wonder if I could become friends with you, junior?"

Zi Yan looked at the man in front of her with surprise, then looked at Han Feng.

"Han Feng, he shares your surname, is he from the same clan as you?"

Han Feng remained calm, not even glancing at the student named Han Xian, and simply continued walking forward on his own.

Han Xian frowned when he saw Zi Yan looking at another man, but he was slightly taken aback when he heard the name the other woman used.

This name seems familiar.

He looked in Han Feng's direction, but it was as if he saw a layer of mist. He gathered his soul power, trying to observe the other party's background. However, the next second, Han Xian's pupils suddenly shrank, and then he fell into a daze.

"Be gentle."

Han Feng's words came from the air.

Zi Yan chuckled, clenched her fist, and punched Han Xian directly in the face.

boom!

Han Xian didn't even have a chance to scream before he was sent flying ten meters, crashing into a wall and losing consciousness.

"Hmph, trying to get close to me with inferior pills? Bah!"

Zi Yan snorted coldly and ran quickly towards Han Feng.

Han Feng remained calm throughout, and he wasn't surprised when Zi Yan beat someone up.

The Medicine Clan was originally a student organization led by Chen Xiaoyu, but now it seems that some disciples have emerged who like to refine inferior pills.

The one named Han Xian had decent soul power and was considered outstanding among the young disciples, but unfortunately, the pills he refined contained a lot of impurities.

Someone like him who can thrive in the inner courtyard must have some powerful connections.

The little incident ended quickly and did not affect Han Feng and Zi Yan's mood.

They arrived at the Elders' Council, took out their tokens, and then, amidst the shocked gazes of some elders, went up to the top floor.

"Old man Su Qian!"

Zi Yan remained as carefree as ever, barging in without knocking.

Fortunately, Elder Su Qian was reading and did not do anything shameful or private.

He coughed softly, closed the book discreetly, and then looked toward the door with a stern face.

However, the moment Su Qian saw Zi Yan, he couldn't maintain his serious expression.

"Zi Yan!"

Su Qian recognized her at first glance. Even though Zi Yan had changed a lot, he had personally raised her.

Even without looking at his appearance, just by listening to his voice, he could tell that this was the little devil who had given him countless headaches.

"How come you've grown up?"

Zi Yan raised an eyebrow: "Old man Su, what's wrong with me growing up? Aren't you happy?"

"Happy, of course I'm happy."

Su Qian smiled from the bottom of her heart.

"I heard you found your family?"

he asked.

Zi Yan nodded.

"Found them! They're from the Ancient Void Dragon Clan!"

Zi Yan proudly announced the name of her race.

Su Qian had already learned this news from Han Feng, but hearing it from Zi Yan still made her feel very gratified.

"It's good that we found it, it's good that we found it."

Seeing the joyful smile on Su Qian's face, Zi Yan's heart was instantly filled with warmth.

Thank you, Old Man Su.....

As a descendant of the Dragon King with royal blood, Zi Yan can analyze a person's true thoughts from their expression.

Just like Han Xian before, he wanted to do bad things to me, so I hit him.

Su Qian was genuinely happy to have found his family.

This was a wish she had since she was a child.

A bright smile suddenly bloomed on Zi Yan's face. This smile was rarely seen on Zi Yan's face, because she usually had a very carefree and easygoing demeanor.

But at this moment, she seemed like a grown-up girl, her smile containing a power that made adults proud and at ease.

Su Qian's eyes widened slightly, his heart filled with both surprise and joy. He sensed the genuine emotion in Zi Yan's smile.

She was thanking herself.

In that instant, Su Qian realized how right it was to have made the decision to bring Zi Yan back from the Monster Forest and raise her.

It's all worth it.

Even though the inner courtyard lost many precious medicinal herbs during this period, and many elders reported to him about Zi Yan's mischievousness.

Su Qian took a deep breath and smiled, "Zi Yan, you've grown up."

Zi Yan gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, revealing her bright white teeth, and gave Su Qian a thumbs-up, as if gesturing something.

"Old Su, your beard... has grown quite long too."

The smile on Su Qian's face slowly disappeared. The girl in front of him turned into a purple light and passed through the void, plucking out his hard-earned beard without anyone noticing.

A slight pain came from her chin, and Su Qian's heart was bleeding.

That brat!

Has their strength really increased this much?

Su Qian, who was still at the Dou Zong realm, had no way to stop it!

Zi Yan clapped her hands, glanced back at Su Qian, and nodded, "Yes, that makes you look much more energetic!"

Han Feng then entered the room, looked at Zi Yan, and scolded, "Zi Yan, what are you doing?"

Su Qian waved her hand.

"Alright, this isn't the first or second time this has happened."

He looked up and examined Han Feng carefully.

"Elder Han, you've been out for a while now, and something about you seems different."

Han Feng nodded.

"There have indeed been some changes. I am now a Battle Saint."

"Oh ah?"

Su Qian stared blankly at Han Feng, her mind completely blank.

A Battle Saint?

You just left... less than two months ago, right?

He broke through to the Dou Sheng realm just like that?

Even the dean isn't this amazing!

It took Su Qian a long time to recover.

He re-examined Han Feng and nodded, saying, "From now on, I shall address you as Saint?"

"The Sage of Xuanhuang, that is the title I have given myself."

Han Feng smiled.

This was the name he used in his previous life.

Using it today feels like a lifetime ago.

"Xuanhuang, a good name."

Heaven and Earth, Black and Yellow – this is a classification of levels that appeared in the Dou Qi Continent a long time ago.

Using "heaven and earth" is too flamboyant; "mysterious and yellow" is just right.

"Is there anything important you need to do since you're back this time?"