At this time, Yao Chen's appearance had returned to what it was when he was young.
Because Han Feng had mentioned it before, Yao Chen had changed his old and decrepit appearance.
Under the nourishment of the spirit liquid, he had once again become a famous handsome man in the Central Plains.
Lin Xian'er sighed in her heart. Her master was already very good-looking, but her grandmaster was also so good-looking.
In comparison, she felt like she was the most ordinary one... No, Little Uncle-Master was the one with the most average looks.
Xiao Yan was shot while lying down.
"You must be Xian'er?"
Yao Chen said to Lin Xian'er with a smile.
"Yes."
Lin Xian'er nodded obediently.
"You must cultivate the technique your master gave you well. It is very important to you."
"Xian'er will."
"Hehe, as your grandmaster, I don't have anything good to give you right now. How about this? I'll give you two rare poison formulas, and you can try to concoct them yourself."
As he spoke, Yao Chen pointed a soul finger, and a spot of light entered Lin Xian'er's forehead.
After receiving the poison formulas, Lin Xian'er was delighted.
Her biggest hobby was poison.
It was just that Han Feng had always controlled her poison intake. Although she had maintained it, it had also left a small hidden danger in her spirit.
Lin Xian'er secretly looked at Han Feng. Seeing her master nod helplessly, she smiled like a little fox.
"Master, Xian'er is still in the early stages of cultivation. Don't give her so many high-level poison formulas."
This little girl is clever. She will study them as soon as she has time.
In a few days, new poisons will probably be concocted by her.
Yao Chen didn't care. What's wrong with spoiling his own grand-disciple?
Although it was difficult to cure the Woeful Poison Body completely and he could only rely on the technique in Han Feng's hand, Yao Chen also had ways to delay the Woeful Poison Body.
So it was fine for Lin Xian'er to eat some poisons she liked.
"You're a Dou Venerate expert. Can't you even protect your disciple's life?"
Yao Chen retorted.
Han Feng's face twitched, and he didn't dare to talk back.
You didn't treat me like this back then...
For a solid foundation, he had suffered for many years. In the poorest days, he could only drink dew.
The Han Feng of this world was attracted by Mu Gu's radical secret method because Yao Chen taught him things too conservatively, and he walked into the abyss step by step.
Little did he know that conservative things could better build a foundation.
Of course, Lin Xian'er's situation was different.
She was born with the Woeful Poison Body.
The pill poison that ordinary prodigies feared like a tiger was nothing to her.
So even if she took drugs to upgrade, she wouldn't have any burden.
It was just that Han Feng hoped she could be steady.
Don't be too radical.
After all, cultivation starts with cultivating character. Han Feng had always adhered to this philosophy.
Lin Xian'er watched her master dare not talk back and lowered her head to snicker.
It turned out that Master was also a quiet gourd in front of his teacher.
The three of them left the deserted village, and Han Feng sealed the place again.
Although the poison gas here had been naturally degraded, it was still Lin Xian'er's hometown, so it was better not to let outsiders contact it.
"Master, Qing Shan Town is just ahead. Look..."
Han Feng walked to the foot of the Magical Beast Mountain Range and looked at Yao Chen.
If Yao Chen floated in mid-air like this and was seen by ordinary people, it would probably cause an uproar.
"Hmph."
Yao Chen snorted lightly and reluctantly returned to the Spirit Nurturing Gourd.
"Master, Grandmaster seems to have an opinion about you."
Lin Xian'er said.
"Yes, a very big opinion."
Han Feng patted Lin Xian'er's head.
"We won't argue with him."
"Hehe, I won't argue. Grandmaster is quite nice to me."
Lin Xian'er smiled and ran away.
"Stinky girl."
Han Feng scolded dotingly.
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Returning to the inn, Lin Xian'er went to find Gu Xun'er and Qing Lin.
As soon as Han Feng walked into the room, the Spirit Nurturing Gourd began to shake again.
Han Feng let Yao Chen out.
"Master, you should rest well now."
Don't move around all day...
Yao Chen looked indifferent and looked around.
"I've rested enough these years."
"Hmm? A Dou Emperor expert?"
Yao Chen looked in the direction of another room, where a Dou Emperor was hiding.
In this small Qing Shan Town, a Dou Emperor was quite conspicuous.
"Is he one of yours?"
"No, he is a guard of the Gu Clan."
Han Feng walked to the window and explained.
A Dou Emperor with a Gu Clan establishment lived much better than an ordinary Dou Emperor outside.
There was no comparison between the two.
For a Dou Emperor in the Gu Clan, as long as you were diligent and conscientious, advancing to Dou Ancestor was almost guaranteed.
But outside, it was much harder.
Many people spent their whole lives pursuing that promotion opportunity without success.
"Gu Clan?"
Yao Chen sucked in a breath of cold air.
"So that little girl is from the Gu Clan."
Previously at the Xiao family, Yao Chen had unintentionally noticed Xiao Xun'er's situation, but because Xiao Yan and she were not very close, he didn't dare to investigate carefully.
But now it was different. His soul power had recovered to the eight-star Dou Ancestor level, and he could already investigate a Dou Emperor without being discovered by the other party.
"But why did the Gu Clan send someone to the Xiao family?"
"Actually, the Xiao family in Wu Tan City is the former Xiao Clan, but it has declined now."
Han Feng said.
Yao Chen was stunned. Everything Han Feng said today shocked him.
When did this unfilial disciple know so much?
"Master, do you want to see Little Junior Brother?"
Han Feng pointed to another room.
"I asked him to convert his cultivation technique, and he is cultivating now."
Yao Chen was silent.
In this way, the "Flame Mantra" fell into his hands alone.
After converting to other cultivation techniques, if he wanted to cultivate the "Flame Mantra" again, he would need to cripple his Dou Qi.
Han Feng did this back then.
But for Xiao Yan, this was definitely unrealistic.
He still had to go to the three-year agreement.
"What cultivation technique?"
"The 'Profound Yang Art'. I gave him three Earth Rank cultivation techniques to choose from, and Little Junior Brother chose this one."
"'Profound Yang Art'..."
Yao Chen looked somewhat dazed.
This was the cultivation technique he gave Han Feng back then.
"This is good too. With this cultivation technique, he should be able to win the three-year agreement."
There was a huge gap between Earth Rank cultivation techniques and Xuan Rank cultivation techniques.
Under the same realm, the advantage would be obvious.
It was also a good thing for Xiao Yan not to cultivate the Flame Mantra and not need to risk his life.
"Is your Flame Mantra complete?"
"Actually, it was completed long ago. Master, this cultivation technique is not possessed by you alone. If it were a flawed Flame Mantra, how could I have cultivated to the Dou Venerate realm?"
Han Feng said so.
Yao Chen's body trembled slightly.
Back then, Han Feng betrayed him for the Flame Mantra.
Now he said he found it from somewhere else.
"Then why did you look for me..."
Yao Chen smiled bitterly and turned his face away.
"I thought you were dead."
Han Feng said softly.
"Until I killed Mu Gu, and he begged me for mercy, saying that you didn't die at his hands back then, I guessed that you might still be alive."
Yao Chen turned his head sharply.
"You killed Mu Gu?"
"Uncle-Master Feng and I joined forces to kill him."
"Feng Xian..."
Yao Chen murmured.
That old fellow actually joined forces with Han Feng?
"Didn't he discover what you did?"
Han Feng gave a bitter smile.
"Naturally, he discovered it, but seeing my good attitude of repentance, Uncle-Master Feng forgave me."
Yao Chen was dumbfounded.
That old fellow has no stance?
"Master, I have already killed the enemy from back then for you."
Not only Mu Gu, but another Han Feng as well...
Han Feng paused.
"You can do whatever you want with me later, as you wish, but this has to wait until I destroy the Hun Clan."
"Hun Clan?"
Yao Chen frowned.
"What does it have to do with them?"
"It's a long story, but I have a reason why I must do this."
Han Feng walked to the tea table and extended his hand in invitation.
"Is Master willing to listen to me explain in detail?"
Yao Chen was silent for a moment, then floated to the tea table and sat down cross-legged.
Han Feng smiled gently, bowed, and then took his seat.
It had been many years since the master and disciple sat opposite each other like this.
Han Feng took out a few soul medicinal ingredients from his storage ring and decocted them into spirit liquid with a Heavenly Flame on the spot.
The skillful alchemy technique made Yao Chen nod subconsciously.
"Your alchemy skills have reached perfection."
"What grade?"
Han Feng sent the spirit liquid into the teacup in front of Yao Chen, and poured ordinary tea into his own cup.
"I haven't taken the Pill Tower grade exam, and I haven't tried what the highest level I can reach is."
"But eighth-grade is still very easy."
Yao Chen's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.
But fortunately, he was holding the object with Dou Qi, so the spirit liquid didn't spill.
Eighth-grade is easy?
What a big tone!
Seeing that Yao Chen didn't speak, Han Feng began to talk about the Hun Clan.
He snapped his fingers, completely sealing the surrounding space.
"I once discovered the Hun Clan's secret in a Hall of Souls branch hall in the Central Plains."
"They set up Halls of Souls all over the Central Plains, partly to collect soul bodies to help a strong person in the clan advance to the Emperor Realm Soul, and partly to secretly set up formations in an attempt to refine the living beings of the entire Central Plains in the future to supply Hun Tiandi's promotion to Dou God."
"That formation is called the Soul-Devouring Life-Exterminating Formation. It is an ancient ninth-grade fierce formation, which has been verified by me. I even went to the Hidden Sect to ask Senior Wang for advice on this. The Hun Clan using this formation indeed harbors malicious intentions."
Han Feng said, "Since the Hun Clan has this intention, they will act unscrupulously in the future and must be guarded against."
After listening to Han Feng's description, Yao Chen couldn't understand the reason why he wanted to confront the Hun Clan for this.
It wasn't that the Hun Clan's actions shouldn't be stopped, but...
"If the sky falls, the eight ancient clans will hold it up. Why are you rushing forward?"
Yao Chen said.
With the level of power of the eight ancient clans, is it something you, a small Dou Venerate, can interfere with?
"I'm afraid the eight ancient clans won't be able to protect themselves either."
Han Feng said calmly.
"The Hun Clan's target is not just the Central Plains. The legendary Tou She Ancient God's treasure is his real target."
"The Tou She Ancient God's Jade pointing to the treasure clue, each of the eight clans has a piece, so Hun Tiandi will definitely find a way to get them."
Yao Chen frowned upon hearing this.
"Do you think that even if the other major clans unite, they can't beat a single Hun Clan?"
"Unite?"
Han Feng sneered.
"If they can really unite, they indeed have nothing to fear from the Hun Clan. But the key is, will they unite?"
"Even the weakest Ling Clan thinks highly of themselves. Unless disaster strikes, they won't cooperate."
"So we must be prepared. Even if the other major clans are defeated by the Hun Clan, we must have the confidence to stop it."
Yao Chen's heart beat wildly as he listened to Han Feng's words.
Confidence?
Who gave you the courage to talk about confidence with a nine-star Dou Saint?
"Master, actually Hun Tiandi isn't that scary."
Han Feng's smile was a bit wild at this moment.
It seemed that he treated that strong person standing at the pinnacle of the continent as an ordinary person.
Yao Chen opened his mouth slightly.
"Are... are you too arrogant?"
"Am I?"
Han Feng examined himself, then smiled gently and restrained that arrogant aura.
"Alright, it's indeed a bit early to say those things now, but we still have time."
"Master, are you willing to support me?"
Han Feng looked at Yao Chen.
Yao Chen sucked in a breath of cold air.
"Are you serious?"
"Yes, I'm serious."
"Why don't we just forget it..."
"We can't forget it."
"Hiss..."
Yao Chen sucked in another breath of cold air.
This matter is a bit tricky.
He came from the Yao Clan, and no one knew the horror of the eight major families better than him.
"This matter needs to be discussed at length."
To persuade his impulsive disciple, Yao Chen chose to agree for now.
At least for now, Han Feng's desire to fight against the Hun Clan was tantamount to a moth flying into a flame.
Han Feng knew that with his current strength, he definitely couldn't persuade his master, so he nodded and said, "This is natural. We have at least ten years to prepare."
"If we can persuade the other major clans, this time will be extended."
"Ten years."
Yao Chen nodded.
There is still room for maneuver.
Sigh...
His own disciple is too extreme, he can't even see through him.
"To persuade the other major clans, you must enter the Half-Saint realm. Without the strength of the Saint realm, they won't even look at you."
Yao Chen said.
He understood the "pride" of those major clans too well.
Let's not talk about others, just the Yao Clan. They framed and expelled him, a descendant with thin blood.
Even their own clan members were treated like this. If outsiders didn't have strong strength, wanting to talk to them was just wishful thinking.
Yao Chen's alchemy skills, even if they couldn't really be said to be "number one on the continent," could definitely be ranked in the top ten.
But in the eyes of the Yao Clan, he was still an expelled cripple. How ridiculous?
Han Feng looked at Yao Chen and suddenly said, "Master, in the future, I will go to the Yao Clan and seek justice for you."
Yao Chen was stunned. Looking at Han Feng's serious eyes, his nose suddenly felt a little sour.
At this moment, he almost wanted to forget that unbearable memory and really treat Han Feng as a good disciple he had cultivated.
But he couldn't forget.
Day and night, whenever he thought of Han Feng, he would feel regret and anger.
This chain reaction was not something that could be eliminated in a short time.
"You... let's talk about it when you reach that stage."
Han Feng bowed deeply to Yao Chen.
He knew that Yao Chen wanted to forgive him, but he just couldn't do it for a while.
Han Feng understood.
After all, if he was betrayed by Lin Xian'er, he would also be very disappointed.
The pain his master bore was not something he, who had not borne it, could judge.
Everything had to be left to time and facts.
One day, Yao Chen would discover that he, Han Feng, was no longer that extremely selfish villain back then.