Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

Han Feng had thought about this question before, but at that time he was only a beginner-level Dou Sheng and could not uncover any secrets.

Now, as his cultivation level improves, he feels he is very close to discovering the truth.

"Teacher, what specific aspect of forgetting are you referring to?"

Han Feng asked.

Yao Chen's thoughts were interrupted by this incident.

He remained silent for a long time, then shook his head and sighed, "I don't know either."

Forgotten things are just a feeling; once you think about them carefully, they become impossible to trace back.

Han Feng said, "Take it slow, you'll remember eventually."

Yao Chen nodded.

"Enough said. Since things have come to this, let's just take it one step at a time."

Now he is a Dou Sheng level expert, and his disciple is even more top-tier among Dou Sheng. There is no need for him to fear the Medicine Clan anymore.

However, there are some things that are best handled personally.

Yao Chen waved his hand, signaling Han Feng to leave.

After the incident involving "forgetting" that just happened, Yao Chen suddenly became somewhat melancholy and seemed to want to rest.

Han Feng left Yao Chen's residence and went to where Gu Xun'er was.

"Mr. Han, what happened to Senior Yao Chen?"

Gu Xun'er asked.

"It's nothing. It's just that I acted a bit too domineeringly in the Medicine Clan. He was quite emotional after he found out and told me about his past experiences in the Medicine Clan."

Gu Xun'er pouted after hearing this.

She was definitely on Han Feng's side, even if he was Han Feng's teacher. She didn't think it was right for him to say such things about Han Feng.

However, the older generation's ideas naturally had their reasons. Gu Xun'er comforted him, "Mr. Han, the situation with the Medicine Clan hasn't reached its worst point yet. We can gradually reform it later."

Has he been involved with the Soul Clan?

After we wipe out the Soul Clan, let's see what you have to say.

"I'm alright, but the main problem is that the teacher was indeed born into the Medicine Clan, so there are some things we can't do too harshly."

Han Feng said.

"Alright, let's not think about this now. Let's relax at Starfall Pavilion for a while."

"Hehe, I even told my father before that I came out to cultivate myself."

Gu Xun'er smiled.

"It's okay, just balance work and rest."

Han Feng took Gu Xun'er to the back mountain of Xingyun Pavilion, intending to find a beautiful place to stay for a while.

Han Feng's return was not kept secret this time, so Mu Qingluan quickly found him. Upon seeing Gu Xun'er beside Han Feng, she exclaimed in surprise:

"Sister Xun'er!"

"Qingluan, it's been a long time."

Gu Xun'er greeted him with a smile.

"What brings you here?!"

Mu Qingluan ran over happily.

Gu Xun'er gently caught Mu Qingluan as she rushed towards her, patted her back lightly, and smiled, "I came back with Mr. Han."

Mu Qingluan blinked and said playfully, "Senior brother often goes to the ancient clans now, and he doesn't even come back to the Starfall Pavilion much anymore."

Han Feng raised an eyebrow, about to speak, but Gu Xun'er's expression turned serious, and she calmly said, "Mr. Han has come to the Gu Clan on official business."

Mu Qingluan glanced at her and smiled meaningfully: "Yes, yes, but everything's alright now, right?"

"Qingluan, how's your cultivation going lately?"

Han Feng asked.

Mu Qingluan gave a soft snort.

"You asked me about cultivation as soon as you got back, you naughty senior brother!"

Gu Xun'er said softly, "Alright, Qingluan has made quite a bit of progress now."

How can you, a Dou Sheng (Battle Saint), say such a thing?

Han Feng shook his head and said nothing more.

As long as you don't talk about spiritual practice, this home is still very warm and cozy.

He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and sensed the power of the Nine Nether Wind Flame within his body.

Gu Xun'er and Mu Qingluan sat quietly in the courtyard, talking in hushed tones.

"Sister Xun'er, you're already a Dou Sheng!" Mu Qingluan couldn't help but exclaim. "You've all become more and more formidable."

"You're not bad either; the power of the wind attribute law is getting stronger and stronger," Gu Xun'er praised.

Mu Qingluan pouted: "I'm still far behind you guys."

Gu Xun'er chuckled and said, "Everyone has their own direction in cultivation, and everyone's pace is different, so there's no need to force it."

Mu Qingluan rested her chin on her hand, tilted her head to look at Han Feng, who was sitting cross-legged to the side, and whispered, "I always feel that Senior Brother is different from before."

Gu Xun'er followed her gaze and looked at her gently: "People will naturally change as they experience more things, but his inner conviction has never changed."

"Hmm." Mu Qingluan responded softly, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes. "Do you think... he might have gone too far? Sometimes when I look at him, I feel like I can't keep up."

"Don't worry." Gu Xun'er gently held her hand, her voice warm and firm, "He didn't leave alone, we've always been here for him."

When Mu Qingluan said she couldn't keep up, she wasn't just referring to her cultivation level, but more so to her mind and sense of responsibility.

Mu Qingluan can hardly help with what Han Feng is doing right now, so she naturally feels a distance between them.

Moreover, as he gets closer to his goal, Han Feng is destined to be alone.

Mu Qingluan squeezed her hand back, blinked, and smiled, "Sister Xun'er, do you like Senior Brother?"

"Asking knowingly."

The two smiled at each other, and the courtyard became quiet and warm for a moment, with only the sound of the wind blowing through the treetops and bringing a few clear birdsongs.

As dusk settled, the setting sun painted the mountain mists red and reflected on Han Feng's seated figure, as if draped in a pale golden halo.

Within Han Feng's body, the power of the Nine Nether Wind Flame was gradually stabilizing and merging with his Battle Saint Law.

The initial glimmer of profound power is now slowly growing, moving towards maturity.

After a long while, he opened his eyes, his gaze as deep as the night sky.

"Have you finished your cultivation?" Gu Xun'er asked with a smile.

Han Feng nodded and said softly, "I haven't fully grasped it yet, but... it's almost there."

To further unleash the profound mysteries of the Nine Nether Wind Flame, actual combat is necessary.

"Senior brother, would you like something to eat?" Mu Qingluan picked up a few snacks from the plate. "I specially saved these for you."

Han Feng was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "Thank you, Qingluan."

Han Feng took the pastry, took a bite, and found it to be soft, sweet, and fragrant—it was actually his favorite osmanthus cake from childhood.

"The taste hasn't changed," he said softly, his expression softening.

"Of course, I specifically consulted Uncle-Master Yao Chen and followed his recipe." Mu Qingluan's face was full of pride.

Gu Xun'er sat to the side, her gaze sweeping over the interaction between the two, a faint smile curving her lips.

She didn't interrupt, but just watched Han Feng finish eating, and even the wind seemed to calm down a bit.

After having some snacks, Han Feng stood up and looked out into the deep forest behind the mountain.

In the tranquil mountain forest, lush branches sway gently under the starlight, and a thin mist hangs like gauze among the trees, adding a touch of ethereal beauty to the already serene valley.

"Starfall Pavilion is still the best."

After wandering for so long, Han Feng still felt that the scenery of Xingyun Pavilion was the most pleasing to his heart.

Suddenly, a purple starlight descended from the sky and fell into the sight of Han Feng and the others.

"what?"

Mu Qingluan immediately moved closer to Han Feng.

"The scent of an old friend..."

Under the purple starlight, a bewitching figure slowly unfolded.

"Hehe, Xun'er is here too!"

Zi Yan stretched and emerged from the deep forest.

"Zi Yan!"

Mu Qingluan exclaimed.

How did she suddenly appear?

"Little Blue Phoenix".

Zi Yan greeted Mu Qingluan.

At this moment, she was in her mature form, no longer the little kid she used to be. In terms of both cultivation and physique, she was a level above Mu Qingluan.

"How did you come?"

Han Feng said with a smile.

“I’ve been watching over the Starfall Pavilion from up there. I thought I’d come down and see you as soon as you got back.”

Han Feng noticed that Zi Yan's current attire was that of the Dragon Emperor.

"Has the matter of Gulong Island been resolved?"

"Ah."

Zi Yan crossed her arms and nodded proudly.

"It's all done. I can't wait for the Four Dragon Islands to completely overlap, so I'll take action now to forcibly put them back in their places."

Zi Yan said casually.

That's not an easy thing to do.

Gu Xun'er gave Zi Yan a deep look. Even though she had achieved the position of Dou Sheng and completely mastered the Golden Emperor Burning Heaven Flame, she could still feel considerable pressure when facing Zi Yan.

This only proves that the opponent's strength is superior to ours.

"This is really reckless."

Han Feng shook his head.

"It's fortunate that you're strong enough now, otherwise the remaining two Dragon Kings would definitely have taken the opportunity to cause trouble."

"They dare?"

Zi Yan's gaze turned slightly cold, and a flash of purple light appeared in her eyes. A trace of the majesty belonging to the Dragon Emperor was quietly released, as if an ancient true dragon had descended from the sky, its power overwhelming the surrounding area.

"If they dare to make a move, I'll show them who the true master of the Ancient Dragon Clan is."

Her voice was calm, yet it exuded an undeniable air of authority.

Han Feng raised an eyebrow and nodded inwardly.

Zi Yan has always been straightforward. Now that she has inherited the bloodline of the Dragon Emperor, her strength has greatly increased, and she has the natural talent of a king. It is estimated that the old stubborn guys on Ancient Dragon Island have already accepted her.

"So now the Ancient Dragon Clan of the Void has been restored to its former size."

Han Feng said.

"Okay."

Zi Yan nodded.