Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

A short while later, the light screen slightly closed, and a clear, melodious voice came from within:

"Wait a moment."

Immediately afterwards, a golden slit about a foot wide slowly opened in the center of the light screen, revealing a portal leading to a secluded mountain path.

Han Feng remained expressionless as he stepped inside. The light screen quietly closed behind him, leaving no trace.

Upon entering the formation, the sky and earth ahead suddenly became clear, and an extremely rich medicinal fragrance almost wafted towards us.

It was a medicinal aura far superior to that outside the mountains, as if one were in a dreamlike realm of medicine woven from thousands of spiritual plants.

Han Feng's gaze sharpened slightly as he walked slowly.

Many rare medicinal herbs grow on both sides of the mountain path. Some are as clear as jade, some are as red as blood, and some even emit a faint sound, as if they have a spirit.

Further away, figures in white robes moved among the spiritual fields, some gathering herbs, some tending to them, and some using special hand seals to activate the medicinal properties, creating a scene like a living scroll of alchemy.

"The foundation of the Medicine Clan is indeed extraordinary."

Han Feng pondered to himself, but his face remained calm.

Before long, a middle-aged man dressed in a gray-patterned white robe walked over from a distance, his expression solemn. A black and gold jade pendant with the character "medicine" hung from his waist, clearly indicating that he was of high status.

"Are you the... Pharmacist of the Soul Slaughtering Division?" The man looked Han Feng up and down, his voice calm but containing a hint of probing.

Han Feng nodded slightly: "Exactly."

"I am Yao Tong, an official under Elder Yao Ming. I have been ordered to come and escort you." He nodded slightly and turned to lead the way. "The Elder has indeed been planning to summon powerful figures from other races recently. Since you are a member of the Soul Extermination Division, you should be given priority in meeting him."

"Then I'll trouble you." Han Feng followed calmly, a glint flashing in his eyes.

As they followed the winding mountain path up the Medicine Valley, the scenery became increasingly eerie. Several traces of spirit beasts could even be seen flitting among the vegetation, their spiritual pressure considerable, yet they posed no obstacle to the two of them.

A moment later, the two arrived at a three-tiered pavilion. The pavilion was built around the mountain, and a simple plaque hung in front of the door with the three characters "Yao Ling Ju" written in a vigorous style, exuding a powerful spiritual pressure.

Yao Tong stopped and bowed, then said loudly, "Elder, the person has been brought."

A moment later, the door opened slightly, and a slightly deep but powerful voice came from within:

"Bring him in."

Han Feng lowered his gaze slightly and followed Yao Tong inside.

The Yaoling Residence was simply furnished, yet its atmosphere was extremely profound. An old man in a gray robe sat cross-legged on a futon in the center of the hall, his gaze sharp and fixed on Han Feng. An ancient mark was faintly visible between his brows, which was the mark of Yao Ming, the third elder of the Yao Clan.

"You were sent by the Soul Extermination Division?"

The old man's tone was not harsh, yet it possessed a kind of oppressive power.

Han Feng remained expressionless, and bowed slightly to him: "I have come under orders. I heard that the Medicine Clan is recruiting outside help, so I have come here to answer the call."

Yao Ming scrutinized him for a long time, seemingly trying to discern the truth or falsehood of his words.

After a moment, he suddenly smiled: "To have the audacity to enter my Medicine Clan at this time, and even dare to announce the name of the Soul Slaughtering Division, you are quite an interesting person."

He waved for Yao Tong to leave, then asked in a deep voice:

"Since you're an outsider, let me ask you, do you dare to do something for me?"

Han Feng remained expressionless and spoke calmly: "Elder, please speak."

Yao Ming narrowed his eyes and said in a chilling tone, "Kill someone for me."

The air seemed to freeze in that instant.

Han Feng's eyes flickered slightly, but he did not respond immediately. Instead, he said calmly:

"May I ask, elder, who do you intend to kill?"

Yao Ming's lips curled slightly as he slowly uttered three words:

"Yao Wan Gui!"

Han Feng: “…”

The air fell silent, and a faint glint appeared in Han Feng's lowered eyes.

A moment later, a faint smile appeared on his lips:

"Elder, are you kidding me? Yao Wangui is the Grand Elder of Punishment of the Yao Clan, and he is your colleague."

He gently raised his head, looked at Yao Ming, and spoke in a gentle tone:

"Has he offended you in some way?"

"Since you are from the Soul Extermination Division, then take it upon yourself to exterminate the Soul Clan?"

Han Feng nodded.

"Exactly."

"Hmph, that Yao Wangui has connections with the Soul Clan and is trying to persuade everyone to join them. Tell me, should he be killed?"

Yao Ming looked at Han Feng, a hint of coldness in his eyes, and slowly spoke.

Is this a test...?

Han Feng did not think that it would be a good thing for Yao Ming, the third elder of the Yao Clan, to ask him to kill Yao Wangui right away.

Could it be that they heard of my identity as a member of the Soul Extermination Division, and that's why they extended this invitation?

If that's the case, then the name "Soul Slaughtering Division" certainly carries considerable weight these days.

"Deserves to be killed."

"Alright, then go and kill him. Once it's done, I can grant your request!"

"Oh? Elder, you know what I want?"

Yao Ming sneered: "It's nothing more than joining the alliance to jointly attack the Soul Clan. This aligns with my goals, so of course I agree."

After a moment of silence, Han Feng suddenly laughed.

"This matter may be difficult."

Yao Ming looked at Han Feng and narrowed his eyes.

"Since that's the case, then I won't force you. However, regarding today's matter, I would like to ask you..."

"No no no!"

Han Feng interrupted Yao Ming, thus cutting off the murderous intent rising in the other party's heart.

"What I mean is... you have to pay me first, and... you have to pay me first."

Han Feng smiled and said, "The matter of the Soul Extermination Division is between the Medicine Clan and Elder Yao Ming, but your commission is with me personally. Therefore, you should give me my personal reward first."

At the head seat, Yao Ming fell silent.

A full half minute later, he took out a storage ring from his pocket and handed it to Han Feng from a distance.

"This is a deposit. If you have any other needs, we can discuss them after the deal is done."

Han Feng took the storage ring, glanced at it briefly with his divine sense, and a "satisfied" smile immediately appeared on his face.

"The elder is really willing to go to such lengths to kill Yao Wan Gui."

Yao Ming coldly said, "For the future of the Yao Clan, I have no choice but to take drastic measures. However, killing one's own kind violates the clan rules, so this matter must be handled by your Soul Extermination Division. Once you leave this place, my words just now, except for the reward I will give you, will be null and void."

Han Feng smiled slightly, said nothing more, bowed respectfully, and turned to leave the secret room.

After Han Feng left, Yao Tong emerged from the shadows and respectfully asked Yao Ming, "Elder, is this person truly trustworthy?"

Previously, the Iron Guard, who was in charge of external reconnaissance, immediately informed Yao Tong after obtaining Han Feng's identity and intelligence.

As the person in charge of bringing in foreign aid, Yao Tong was also given certain authority, and he was the first to receive any powerful foreign aid.

Han Feng's identity as a member of the Soul Extermination Division caught his eye, so he immediately reported the news to Yao Ming.

Yao Ming had long harbored the intention to take action against Yao Wangui, and thus made arrangements to have Han Feng, under the identity of a pharmacist from the Soul-Slaying Division, wade into this murky water.

Does it matter whether you believe or not?

Yao Ming's voice was slightly cold.

Yao Wangui had previously prevented the alliance between the Lei Clan and the Yao Clan, calling it "independence and autonomy," but secretly colluded with the Soul Clan.

Although he was the Grand Elder of Punishments of the Medicine Clan, Yao Ming knew his true character perfectly well. He was nothing more than a petty person who abused his power to oppress his clansmen and seek personal gain. The reason he sat in that position was simply because he had deep roots in the clan, and the clan leader and higher-ups were too lazy to investigate further, which allowed him to act arrogantly and domineeringly.

Now that this matter involves the Soul Clan, we cannot allow him to act recklessly again!

A fierce glint flashed in Yao Ming's eyes.

Of course, sending Han Feng of the Soul Slaughtering Division to assassinate Yao Wangui was merely a pawn he casually placed in his game.

“As the Grand Elder of Punishments, Yao Wangui is not so easy to kill. But if the assassination fails and the crime falls on the other party, then the alliance between the Soul Extermination Division and the Yao Clan will naturally be over. The excuse is ready and can be wiped clean.”

In fact, Yao Ming never genuinely supported that so-called alliance.

Yao Tong tilted his head slightly, his puzzled look suddenly clearing up: "So it was a case of using someone else's strength against them. Elder, you are brilliant."

Yao Ming sneered and slowly stretched out his hand, as if grasping something.

The current chaotic situation presents a golden opportunity for the Medicine Clan to rise to power.

As the elder in charge of the radical faction, he had long been determined to restore the glory of the Medicine Clan.

"When the Medicine Clan was at its strongest, even the Ancient Clan never made us bow our heads in the slightest."

"Now, it is time for the name of 'Medicine Clan Supreme' to resound throughout the continent once again."

Chapter 468 Yao Wan Gui

Han Feng never expected that such a talent would emerge from the Medicine Clan.

A five-star Dou Sheng actually dared to try to gain an advantage in the upcoming great battle, seize the opportunity to rise to power, and establish the Yao Clan's hegemony.

It should be said that there is never a shortage of ambitious people.

Han Feng walked along the secret path of the Medicine Clan.

Yao Ming entrusted him with the assassination, but naturally wouldn't expose his identity too much. Before the assassination, Han Feng's accommodation problem was solved.

Upon entering the house, Han Feng felt that he was being watched by many more people.

On their first meeting, Yao Ming was naturally worried about him, but these methods of surveillance were really underestimating him.

Han Feng smiled slightly, and his soul power quietly condensed into a clone, which moved towards the outside of the house.

The soul clone disappeared into the heavens and earth, and the souls of those monitoring it were not strong enough to detect it. They didn't even react when the soul clone swaggered past them.

"This kind of tactic doesn't even qualify as surveillance!"

The soul clone, like a wisp of smoke, slipped into a secluded courtyard.

Here, he sensed a faint fluctuation in the barrier. His clone stopped, and after a brief sensing, he deciphered the mystery within.

"This is... a communication array?"

Han Feng's eyes narrowed, and with a flick of his fingertips from his sleeve, an invisible spiritual thread quietly entered the formation.

A moment later, he read the most recent information inside:

[Target has entered. Continue monitoring. Do not move for now. Elder Yaoming's order is to wait for their actions before making a judgment.]

Han Feng sneered: "They won't even give me the right to make a move. They really treat me like a pawn."

After a moment's thought, his soul clone did not retreat, but instead quietly followed the direction of the barrier to trace the source of the information.

A moment later, the clone stopped outside a stone house.

A faint fluctuation emanated from the room, where a middle-aged man in a blue robe sat cross-legged, his aura calm and composed; he was clearly one of his undercover agents monitoring him.

"A mere half-saint... dares to stare at me?"

Han Feng snorted softly, tapped his finger lightly in the air, and a wisp of soul power transformed into a fine thread, quietly wrapping around the person's brow.

"Go back and get a good night's sleep."

The middle-aged man in the green robe twitched between his brows and his expression changed slightly, but he quickly fell into a deep sleep, as if he had entered a nightmare and was completely unaware of anything.

After making the arrangements, Han Feng withdrew his clone and returned to his room. His main body slowly opened his eyes, his expression calm and serene.

"Investigate what needs to be investigated, and keep what needs to be kept quiet. As for the rest—we'll just have to wait for Yao Ming to make his move."

He sat quietly for a moment, then took out the storage ring given to him by Yao Ming. He scanned the resources inside with his divine sense again. In addition to several precious soul-refining materials, there was also an ancient jade slip containing a hidden map.