Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

She hadn't even said it yet, but he saw right through her.

They didn't give us any chance to hide.

"You naughty senior brother, then I'll just say it straight!"

Mu Qingluan ran to Han Feng's side and said, "I heard from others that you have contact with the Vermilion Bird Divine Envoy?"

"Who did you listen to?"

"That's what everyone says. They say that you summoned the Vermilion Bird Divine Envoy at a critical moment, repelled the evil spirits, and protected the Southern Li Empire."

Mu Qingluan asked curiously, "Senior brother, did you really summon the Vermilion Bird Divine Envoy?"

"Ah."

Han Feng nodded.

"Wow! Then you..."

"Stop, I don't have that ability anymore."

Han Feng interrupted Mu Qingluan before she could say anything.

"How could that be? You're a Dou Sheng now!"

Mu Qingluan's eyes widened.

Han Feng was speechless at the girl's antics.

"Aren't you very knowledgeable about the history of Suzaku? How come you don't even know her cultivation level?"

Mu Qingluan said naturally, "Senior brother doesn't understand the history of the Vermilion Bird. Her strength has always been an unsolved mystery. Some say it's the Battle Saint, some say it's the Battle Emperor. In any case, it's a realm that most cultivators will never reach in their entire lives."

"alright."

Han Feng used the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire to condense the Vermilion Bird Spirit and threw it to Mu Qingluan.

"Go play somewhere else. This is the last trace of the Vermilion Bird's spirit."

Mu Qingluan was overjoyed to receive the gift, carefully took it, and ran off to play.

Only then did Lin Xian'er and Gu Xun'er have a chance to get closer and ask.

"Master, how are things between you and that Empress of Nanli?"

"What happened?"

"In such a long time, what have you been doing?"

Lin Xian'er couldn't hold back any longer and asked directly.

Gu Xun'er's lips twitched slightly.

As expected of you, Sister Xian'er, you dare to ask such a direct question.

"Cultivation? What else can I do?"

Han Feng smiled.

"This is not something you should worry about, Xian'er."

Han Feng's words silenced Lin Xian'er.

"In this day and age, cultivating oneself is better than anything else."

Han Feng said, "Calm down and don't let your mind wander."

"Xun'er, you too."

"what?"

Gu Xun'er kept her back straight.

How did this get into me?

This has affected innocent bystanders!

"Your talent is great, but you must not waste it."

Thinking about the future, Han Feng couldn't help but remind him again.

"Being a Dou Zong isn't enough, becoming a Dou Zun isn't enough either. Only by becoming a Saint as soon as possible will you have a chance..."

Han Feng didn't say the second half of his sentence.

The pressures of life shouldn't be passed on to the next generation so easily.

"Chance?"

Gu Xun'er's heart skipped a beat when she heard this.

what chance?

Could it be with Mr. Han...?

Gu Xun'er blushed slightly.

"Mr. Han, Xun'er will remember this."

Gu Xun'er said earnestly.

"Ah."

Han Feng nodded in satisfaction.

The true path lies in diligent self-cultivation.

Han Feng is also very optimistic about Gu Xun'er's future.

Her talent surpassed that of Sikong Chan, and she also had such a powerful background and foundation.

In the future, her achievements will at least reach the level of a Dou Sheng (Battle Saint).

After dinner, Suzaku City did not quiet down; some of the bustling streets were still brightly lit.

Han Feng and the girls walked along the streets of the Vermilion Bird Inner City, looking at the beautiful lake, feeling quiet, relaxed, and at ease.

"I'm going to visit some old friends. Would you like to come along or explore on your own?"

Han Feng stopped when he saw that it was Wenren's territory and said something to the girls.

"I followed my master."

Lin Xian'er answered immediately.

"We've actually gotten tired of visiting these places these past few days, but there are still some large family-owned houses we haven't been to yet."

Lin Xian'er added an explanation.

She was criticized today, but she was still very proactive in correcting her behavior.

Don't ask too many questions about your master's private affairs!

If you're going to ask, don't be so direct; you need to come up with a reason to frame it.

Gu Xun'er and the others also agreed.

They are a group, so naturally they have to act together.

Wenren Mansion.

Han Feng, traveling incognito, followed some wealthy merchants and nobles who wanted to visit the Wenren family and entered the Wenren residence together.

Because there were many people outside, he did not reveal his identity as the Prince of Zhennan.

Once inside the mansion, Han Feng looked around at the layout and then lightly snapped his fingers.

At that moment, Wenren Xuan, who was studying alchemical texts in his room, suddenly felt a jolt.

He looked outside in disbelief, then quickly put down the book and strode outside.

With a combination of flight and teleportation, Wenren Xuan arrived at the location where Han Feng was in just a few breaths.

"Han... the Prince of Zhennan!"

Wenren Xuan excitedly walked up to Han Feng and bowed respectfully.

"We are old friends, there's no need for this."

Han Feng smiled.

"Use the same way you used to address me, and use the same way you still address me."

"Then I will shamelessly call you Brother Han."

Wenren Xuan was straightforward, and seeing that Han Feng didn't care about these formalities, she reverted to her original self.

"I heard that Brother Han had entered the city a few days ago. I originally wanted to go see you, but I didn't expect that you and His Majesty were in seclusion together."

"You knew about this?"

Han Feng was surprised.

So, the whole of Suzaku City knew he was in seclusion with Sikong Chan?

Chapter 257 The Soul Palace Appears Again

"Many years have passed since we last met, and you have now become an eighth-grade alchemist."

Han Feng and Wenren Xuan walked along a brightly lit path, chatting casually.

Wenren Xuan was not arrogant or complacent. He said humbly, "I can only occasionally refine an eighth-grade pill with two-colored pill lightning. I am not worthy of the title of eighth-grade alchemist."

In fact, in some remote areas, being able to refine an eighth-grade pill is already considered being an eighth-grade alchemist, even if it's just a coincidence.

But it's clear that Wenren Xuan has high standards for himself.

"Speaking of which, I am also grateful to Brother Han for refining an eighth-grade pill of the quality of Nine-Colored Thunder Pill last time, which gave me some inspiration."

Han Feng recalled his experience of refining the Nine-Turn Saint Pill. For him at the time, refining such a pill was not a casual matter; it still required some effort.

Unexpectedly, that action allowed Wenren Xuan to glean the secrets and subsequently refine an eighth-grade elixir.

In this way, it can be considered a blessing.

Although Han Feng didn't feel guilty for taking away the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire that originally belonged to this little brother, he did have some thoughts of making amends.

He patted Wenren Xuan on the shoulder and said:

"Next time you have time, you can come to the Starfall Pavilion in Zhongzhou, and we can discuss alchemy together."

"Then I will definitely go."

Wenren Xuan laughed.

The two talked for a while longer, but as it was getting late, Han Feng did not stay any longer.

He left the Wenren residence with several women.

Wenren Xuan's father, Wenren Jing, was still in seclusion, so they were unable to meet.

However, Wenren Xuan was able to refine eighth-grade pills and was also a great cultivator at the level of a nine-star Dou Zong. Apart from a few Dou Zun, he could be considered a top-notch figure in the Nanli Empire.

So the old man gradually retired and tried to hand over the family business to his son.

Han Feng led the girls to stroll around the night market in Suzaku City. To be honest, although he had been to Suzaku City a long time ago, he had never properly explored the entire city.

There were many places he had never been to, but Mu Qingluan was more familiar with them.

Half an hour later, Han Feng and the others returned home.

"Qingluan, I plan to leave the Southern Li Empire tomorrow and head to the Central State."

"Huh? So fast."

Mu Qingluan exclaimed in surprise.

"You've been out playing for long enough, isn't it time to go back to Starfall Pavilion to cultivate?"

Han Feng said.

"I'm trying my best right now, okay!"

Mu Qingluan retorted.

The way you're saying that makes it sound like she doesn't practice anymore while she's away.