"Next, we return to the Falling Star Pavilion."
Han Feng said to Mu Qingluan.
The little junior sister nodded.
"Senior Brother, what about you? Are you still going back to the Northwest Continent?"
"Yes, actually it doesn't matter where I cultivate now, but there are still some matters to deal with in the Black-Corner Region."
"Alright."
Mu Qingluan's tone was a bit disappointed.
She still wanted to stay with Han Feng.
In the past at the Falling Star Pavilion, she was the big sister, but after Han Feng came, she had someone to rely on.
Comparing the two, Mu Qingluan still preferred the feeling of being the little one.
"Senior Brother, then when will you return to the Falling Star Pavilion?"
Mu Qingluan asked.
"Anytime is fine, it is very convenient now."
Han Feng said with a smile, while gesturing with his hand.
"Whoosh, and I'm there."
Mu Qingluan pouted: "You're just bragging. Senior Brother clearly takes a long time before coming to the Falling Star Pavilion once, not active at all."
Han Feng laughed dryly twice.
"Senior Brother also has important things to do..."
"Alright, alright. Although I don't come back often, there will soon be a new Senior Brother going to the Falling Star Pavilion to cultivate."
Han Feng said.
"Is it that Senior Brother Xiao Yan, the new disciple accepted by Martial Uncle Yao Chen?"
Mu Qingluan had seen the other party at the Full Moon Gala before. He looked very ordinary, older than her, and his cultivation was inferior to hers, far worse than Senior Brother Han Feng.
"It's him, and perhaps he is already at the Falling Star Pavilion."
Han Feng had been out for a short while this time, so Yao Chen might have already taken Xiao Yan away from the Black-Corner Region.
Mu Qingluan nodded with little interest.
Her relationship with Xiao Yan could only be described as having met; they hadn't even spoken more than a few sentences.
Based on current judgment, she couldn't see Xiao Yan's strong points yet.
However, since Martial Uncle Yao Chen accepted him, it must mean Xiao Yan was very talented.
And in any case, as Martial Uncle Yao Chen's disciple, Xiao Yan's future achievements wouldn't be low.
With a Half-Saint teacher, and an upright one at that, even just piling up resources could create a Dou Venerate.
Now Mu Qingluan was actually also benefiting from Yao Chen.
Before, her hope of breaking through to Dou Venerate was unknown, and the dangers on the path were unpredictable, but with the help of a Half-Saint, the probability of breaking through to Dou Venerate would be infinitely increased.
After all, Martial Uncle Yao Chen was the "Number One Alchemist on the Continent" back then.
Now that his strength had improved, his alchemy skills must have also improved.
She just didn't know whose alchemy skills were higher between Martial Uncle Yao Chen and Senior Brother Han Feng.
Mu Qingluan didn't understand the intricacies, but judging by fame alone, Yao Chen completely beat Han Feng.
Even if she felt her Senior Brother's alchemy skills were superb and enough to be mentioned on equal terms with Martial Uncle Yao Chen, Han Feng had never refined pills in public on the continent, so this fame naturally didn't spread.
Could it be that Martial Uncle Yao Chen saw that Han Feng had already become successful and didn't need his guidance, so he had the thought to accept a new disciple?
Mu Qingluan thought in her heart.
Feng Xian did not let Mu Qingluan know about that secret from back then, so from the beginning, Mu Qingluan didn't have that prejudice against Han Feng.
If others knew Han Feng's past, Mu Qingluan only recognized the current Han Feng.
Half a day later, Han Feng used the spatial coordinates to directly displace everyone into the Falling Star Pavilion.
Sweeping with his soul power, Han Feng did not find the auras of Yao Chen and Xiao Yan, so he took Mu Qingluan directly to see Feng Xian.
"Martial Uncle, I brought Qingluan back."
"Senior Brother! Your word order is wrong, you make it sound like I was captured by you!"
Mu Qingluan punched Han Feng with her small fists.
Feng Xian smiled gently: "Feng'er isn't wrong. It's been so long, it's time to bring you back."
"Have you fallen behind in your cultivation these days?"
"I haven't fallen behind, Master!"
Mu Qingluan ignored arguing with her bad Senior Brother and quickly ran to Feng Xian's side, acting spoiled: "Master, Senior Brother took me back to the Green Luan Clan this time, so it took a bit longer."
"So that's how it is, then that's reasonable. Did you see your parents?"
"I saw Father. He is about to take human form now. I want to bring him to the Southern Region for a visit then."
"Great, that's a good thing. You can bring him to sit at the Falling Star Pavilion then. Come to think of it, I haven't seen him for a long time."
Feng Xian said.
When he picked up Mu Qingluan from the Green Luan Clan back then, he had met both of Mu Qingluan's parents.
Now, more than ten years had passed in a flash.
"Martial Uncle, then your nephew will take his leave first. There are still some people on the boat who need to be sent back separately."
"Not staying for lunch together?"
Feng Xian asked him to stay.
"This... that works too."
"Haha, you kid change your mind quite fast!"
Feng Xian laughed loudly, then waved his hand to let the servants prepare the meal.
"Isn't this listening to you? Why do you say I change my mind fast again?"
Han Feng smiled helplessly.
After the group finished lunch at the Falling Star Pavilion, Han Feng took Lin Xian'er and the others to wander around the Falling Star Pavilion.
Mu Qingluan, this girl, acted as a guide and introduced things very actively.
"On top of this mountain is the Star Tower. It is the most important building of the Falling Star Pavilion and can absorb the power of the stars at night..."
Lin Xian'er and the others listened seriously.
It was their first time at the Falling Star Pavilion.
As one of the four pavilions in the Central Plains, the Falling Star Pavilion had its own characteristics.
Unfortunately, the Falling Star Pavilion was too big to finish introducing in half a day, so they could only choose some representative things to introduce.
As evening approached, Mu Qingluan wanted to drag Han Feng and the others to spend the night at the Falling Star Pavilion.
"The stars at night are beautiful. You guys stay one more night, it doesn't make much difference anyway."
"Senior Brother, if you send people off, isn't it just a whoosh and it's done?"
Han Feng raised his eyebrows.
"I was just describing it to you, it's not that exaggerated!"
"Oh."
Mu Qingluan nodded and looked at Han Feng with expectant eyes.
Han Feng shook his head helplessly.
"Forget it, let's stay for the night tonight."
An afternoon had passed, and it didn't make much difference.
"Qingluan is right, the stars of the Falling Star Pavilion are still very beautiful."
Han Feng said to Lin Xian'er and the others.
At the dinner table, Feng Xian watched Han Feng and the others take their seats and teased with a smile: "What, is the food at Falling Star Pavilion too good that you can't bear to leave?"
"If Martial Uncle is the chef every time in the future, I really wouldn't bear to leave."
Han Feng said.
Feng Xian was not just an artifact refiner; he was also very accomplished in culinary arts. According to Teacher, when the two of them traveled before, it was always Feng Xian who cooked.
It was just that since Yao Chen "died", Feng Xian stopped cooking.
Unexpectedly, he picked up his old trade again today.
The meal ended.
Night fell.
A long galaxy hung in the sky of the Falling Star Pavilion, a shape formed by countless stars.
The stars here would change randomly; they were not fixed. It might be a galaxy today, and a cloud the day after tomorrow.
What it looked like depended entirely on one's imagination.
Lin Xian'er and the others lay on the grass, spreading their hands, enjoying the beautiful aura of nature.
"So comfortable. Is this the power scattered by the stars?"
Outside, one could not feel this peculiar sensation.
The power of the stars outside was too thin, so one could only look from afar, unlike in the Falling Star Pavilion where it could be perceived through touch.
"When I go back this time, I plan to enter seclusion."
Gu Xun'er said.
"Xun'er, you are already a Dou Ancestor, yet you still want to enter seclusion. You really don't give me any chance to catch up."
Lin Xian'er sighed deeply and said.
She had now fallen a long distance behind Gu Xun'er.
But she was powerless and could only accept reality.
"Therefore, Sister Xian'er must work hard. If you want to compete with me..."
Gu Xun'er's words had a pointed meaning, and Lin Xian'er narrowed her eyes.
"Of course. Since Xun'er is in such high spirits, as the older sister, I naturally cannot give you the cold shoulder."
Qing Lin leaned on her mother's shoulder, and the mother and daughter watched the stars together.
"Mother, I'm going back to the Sky Serpent Mansion again."
"You don't need to worry. The Sky Serpent Mansion is in the Northwest Continent. We can communicate anytime if there is anything."
Ye Qingyun touched her daughter's head.
"But, I just can't bear to part. How good it is for everyone to be together now."
"There is no banquet in the world that never ends."
Ye Qingyun said with a smile.
"Mother, will you follow Uncle Han forever?"
Qing Lin asked.
Ye Qingyun was stunned for a moment, then with a gentle look that Qing Lin had never seen before, she said firmly: "Of course."
"That's great..."
Qing Lin laughed.
"Then I can also be with Mother forever in the future!"
Han Feng stood not far away, looking at them laughing and talking, a shallow smile appearing on the corners of his mouth.
"How many years left for the plan?"
Feng Xian appeared beside Han Feng at this moment.
"Ten years."
"Decisive battle with the Hall of Souls in ten years..."
"No, with the Soul Clan."
Han Feng said.
"As for the Hall of Souls, it's just incidental."
Feng Xian pursed his lips, feeling inexplicably dry in the mouth.
"Feng'er, may I ask, what realm are you at now?"
"What is inconvenient about this? Your nephew is now a two-star Dou Saint."
Feng Xian gasped, but he wasn't particularly surprised in his heart.
The speed of Feng'er's realm improvement before had given him too many surprises, so it didn't matter this time.
"I didn't expect that even in the Dou Saint realm, you can still increase your star level in such a short time."
"If we follow this progress, Feng'er, maybe we can really defeat the Soul Clan!"
Han Feng knew Feng Xian was encouraging him.
After all, the star level gap between Dou Saints couldn't be settled in a year or two; sometimes hundreds of years might not be enough.
"Martial Uncle, for the recent period, I might be cultivating in seclusion in the Black-Corner Region. I will entrust the matters of the Central Plains Hall of Souls to you."
Feng Xian nodded: "I have been paying attention, and Tianhuo is too."
"That is good."
"Alright, don't overwork yourself. Cultivators of our generation strive against the heavens. No matter how dangerous the road ahead is, it is within reason. Just work hard."
Feng Xian patted Han Feng's shoulder, then walked away slowly.
Han Feng stood alone by the cliff, looking at the vast scenery below, and suddenly let out a long breath.
He looked at the sky with a calm face.
"The answer to this question has never been within reason."
The next day.
Han Feng and the others set off early in the morning.
The destination of the next stop was the Gu Clan.
Since Han Feng had not placed spatial coordinates within the Gu Clan, they could only proceed step by step.
This fit Gu Xun'er's wish exactly; taking it slow meant she could stay with Mr. Han Feng for a longer time.
If it was like sending Mu Qingluan off, whoosh and it was done, that would be too hasty, and she wouldn't even have time to experience the beauty of the process.
However, the Falling Star Pavilion was Han Feng's home, and he could return at any time.
The Gu Clan was not; the entry conditions there were strict, and it was not a place Han Feng could enter and exit freely.
For Han Feng to see her, it would definitely be more troublesome than seeing Mu Qingluan.
There are pros and cons.
This point was very accurate.
Perhaps because they were about to part, Gu Xun'er had been pestering Han Feng frequently these past few days, asking him for advice on Dou Techniques, cultivation methods, and knowledge about Heavenly Flames.
"Mr. Han, am I too stupid? I haven't learned this move after so long."
Gu Xun'er held a Dou Technique scroll, her willow brows slightly furrowed, looking very distressed.
"It doesn't matter, I'll teach you again."
Han Feng demonstrated it personally, then began to carefully point out the mistakes in Gu Xun'er's moves.
Lin Xian'er, who was on the side, gritted her teeth secretly.
Shameless!
Actually pretending to be stupid?
Before, Xun'er could clearly get started with any Dou Technique very quickly, and she never made a single mistake when competing with me.
Master is also really something, can't he see this at all?
Lin Xian'er was annoyed.
However, she did not make any extreme moves, after all, Gu Xun'er was going back to her clan.
Next would be the world of two for her and Master!
Without Gu Xun'er, this powerful competitor, Lin Xian'er's advantage would definitely return!
One night before arriving at the Gu Clan.
Gu Xun'er came to chat with Han Feng again.
"Mr. Han, I know your long-cherished wish. I will help you and persuade my father."
Han Feng smiled and said: "I am satisfied that you have this heart."
"You cannot participate in this matter at present. Clan Head Gu Yuan rejected me because he also has his own concerns, so don't force him."
Han Feng looked at Gu Xun'er and said: "Cultivate well and improve your strength. You don't need to worry about other things."
"But..."
"I have my own plan, Xun'er."
"Alright."
Gu Xun'er looked a bit lonely. Originally, she wanted to help Han Feng, but now, she didn't even know how to help.
Han Feng made sense; if he didn't let her help, she'd better not mess around blindly, otherwise it might be counterproductive.
"Xun'er, if you can break through to Half-Saint before my plan starts, then I can tell you the plan."
"Really?"
"Really."
"Then I have to work hard. Half-Saint, there is still a long way for me."
Gu Xun'er sighed with emotion.
"I think you will succeed."
"Why? I don't even have this confidence myself."
Gu Xun'er looked at Han Feng.
"Mr. Han believes in me so much?"
"Of course, I have always believed in you."
Han Feng said: "You will become a person even more powerful than Clan Head Gu Yuan."
"More powerful than Father, haha, that seems even more difficult."
Gu Xun'er suddenly laughed.
"Alright, then I'll give it a try. But if I can't catch up to Father, Mr. Han, don't blame me."
Han Feng smiled without speaking.
Go ahead and try boldly. Although I haven't seen this future either, it is not impossible!