Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

The disciple's eyes lit up. It was rare to encounter such beautiful women, especially sisters. The Starfall Pavilion was truly growing stronger!

"Forehead......"

Qinglin was stunned for a moment, and was about to reveal Lin Xian'er's identity when Lin Xian'er stopped him with a look in her eyes.

"Let me lead you to line up and learn combat techniques. Right now, you are all practicing the Starfall Pavilion's Star Sword Technique, which is a high-level Xuan-rank combat technique!"

The disciples were very welcoming and led the two women to a spacious location so they could see Senior Sister Mu Qingluan's demonstration on stage.

"This is a good location. Take your time and observe. Don't rush to learn; take it one step at a time. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. My name is..."

Before the disciple could finish speaking, a whooshing sound came from the stage.

"Xian'er, Qinglin!"

Mu Qingluan pounced like a tiger and landed on Lin Xian'er.

She gave the woman, who was younger than her in seniority but older than her in every way, a warm hug.

Lin Xian'er is Han Feng's disciple, while Mu Qingluan is Han Feng's junior sister.

In other words, Lin Xian'er should call her Aunt!

Of course, the way the two addressed each other wasn't very formal; they each used their own way of addressing each other.

"Qingluan, let go quickly! Everyone's watching!"

Lin Xian'er was stunned to see the disciples suddenly stop what they were doing and stare at them.

They clearly hadn't expected that their usually meticulous and strict senior sister would have such a lively and adorable side.

The disciple in charge was sweating profusely. Who exactly was this purple-haired girl?

It's amazing that the senior sister is so close to him.

Did I offend her by calling her "junior sister" just now?

Mu Qingluan jumped down, then turned to look at the disciples, her expression turning solemn.

"What are you all looking at? Why did you all stop?"

"Keep practicing! Don't think you can relax your training just because I'm gone!"

Upon hearing that familiar tone, the disciples felt a sense of relief and then continued their practice.

This is the senior sister they know.

Mu Qingluan shifted her gaze to the disciple in charge: "Alright, alright, what are you still doing here? Go back to your seat!"

"Yes Yes!"

The disciple bowed repeatedly and ran to the back of the crowd in a flash.

After dealing with these troublemakers, Mu Qingluan smiled and asked Lin Xian'er and Qinglin, "When did you arrive?"

"Just today."

Qinglin walked up to Mu Qingluan and answered enthusiastically.

"No, Qinglin, how did you grow so much taller?"

Mu Qingluan then realized that Qinglin was almost half again as tall as her.

We used to be best friends...

"It's been almost three years, it's normal to grow taller."

Qinglin asked curiously, "Qingluan, will you always be like this from now on?"

"Nonsense! How could that be?"

Mu Qingluan stared wide-eyed, hands on her hips, looking quite adorable.

"It must be a side effect of the pills my senior brother gave me before! Yes, a side effect!"

Mu Qingluan rolled up her sleeves.

"I still want to settle accounts with him!"

"Okay, okay, stop fooling around."

Lin Xian'er said helplessly.

"Let's go over there and talk."

She left the cultivation square with the two women.

"Qingluan, how have you been these past years?"

Qinglin finally started to care about his friends.

"It's alright, everything's fine, and my cultivation is going smoothly."

Qingluan said.

"Overall, it's not bad. What about you guys?"

"I cultivate alone most of the time in the Heavenly Serpent Palace, which is so boring."

Qinglin complained to Qingluan.

"Let me tell you, many elders in the manor are asking my master for my hand in marriage!"

"Propose marriage?"

Mu Qingluan seemed very interested in this topic and jumped up immediately.

Are you getting married?

"of course not!"

Qinglin declared righteously and sternly, "I refuse them all!"

"why?"

"I'm still too young, my cultivation isn't even up to par yet, it's too early to be thinking about marriage and such."

"Qinglin replied."

"Moreover, I don't like any of my fellow disciples in the manor."

"dislike?"

"I just don't have that feeling of being moved."

"Wow, Qinglin, you've really grown up."

Lin Xian'er listened to the two women chatting idly and smiled gently.

Sure enough, there was no way to get a word in edgewise.

These two little rivals have endless things to talk about as soon as they meet.

"By the way, Qingluan, where is Junior Uncle Xiao Yan?"

Lin Xian'er suddenly asked.

"You mean him?"

Mu Qingluan was taken aback, as if she had just remembered Xiao Yan.

"He is still cultivating on the Star Tower."

"I see. Then I won't bother you any longer."

Lin Xian'er nodded.

"Come on, I'll take you to some fun places!"

Mu Qingluan said to the two of them.

"Last time was too rushed, this time I must treat you all well!"

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On the other side, Han Feng and Feng Xian finished discussing their business.

The two stepped out of the room and strolled along the mountain path, enjoying the gentle breeze.

"What are your plans for coming to Zhongzhou this time?"

Feng Xian asked.

According to Han Feng's previous statement about a ten-year period, there are now seven years left.

"Let's go check out the Beast Domain first. I promised Qingluan's family last time that I would purify their bloodline. Also, we need to inspect the Nine Netherworld Python Clan."

Han Feng said.

"After that, I might settle down in Zhongzhou permanently."

"Have you taken care of everything in the Black Corner Region?"

"Well, but don't worry, I can go back and forth between the two places with ease."

Han Feng said with a smile.

Although he claims to reside permanently in Zhongzhou, returning to the Northwest Continent would only take a few seconds.

"It's so great to be a Dou Sheng! I wonder when I'll be able to have such convenience as you."

Feng Xian said enviously.

He only dared to make such a remark because Han Feng was his junior disciple; if he were facing any other Dou Sheng, he probably would have broken his back.

"My master is a master craftsman. We can just forge another one based on the Void God Stele."

Han Feng suggested.

"Easier said than done. To create your own Void God Monument, I estimate you'd need to be at least at the half-step ninth rank."

Feng Xian shook his head.

"I'm still far from good enough. You can give it a try. If you can really refine it, it will not only hone your weapon-refining skills, but also add a treasure to your sect. It's a win-win situation."

"How did my master's scheme end up targeting his nephew?"

"Who told you to be the most successful?"

"Okay, I'll give it a try when I have time."

Han Feng's weapon-refining skills were not particularly advanced. It was only in the area of ​​armor forging that he was able to quickly reach the level of refining ninth-grade armor, thanks to the guidance of the Xiao Clan's instruction manual.

He can't make all kinds of equipment.

However, as a powerful Dou Sheng, he can always come up with some interesting ideas through research.

Once you reach the Dou Sheng stage, it's mostly about exploring on your own.

You can cultivate whatever you want, even alchemists who face harsh conditions; once you become a Dou Sheng, you can easily achieve it.

It's nothing more than comprehending a single wood-attribute law; you don't need much, just a trace, to meet the requirements of an alchemist.

The differences in attributes are no longer noticeable at the Dou Sheng stage.

Water-attribute cultivators can also refine other types of strange fire.

A Dou Sheng powerhouse is already able to freely choose the direction of their future.

As the two walked, they unknowingly arrived at the mountain range where Yao Chen was in seclusion.

"This is where your teacher is in seclusion, and there has been no movement from him yet."

Ahead of the mountain range, a barrier of battle qi emanating from Yao Chen blocked outsiders from entering.

Han Feng's gaze sharpened, and his eyes pierced through the barrier to enter the interior of the mountain range.

"The teacher is already at a critical stage, so there's no need to disturb him. He will come out naturally when the time comes."

Feng Xian nodded.

He didn't possess Han Feng's terrifying soul power, which allowed him to penetrate defenses and see inside.

But since he said that, I can rest assured.

"Senior Uncle, I'm going to check on Junior Brother. Where is he now?"

"At the Star Tower, the Starfall Pavilion disciple competition is about to begin, and this kid is training with all his might."