"When you get to the Falling Star Pavilion, say hello to your teacher for me."
"I will, Aunt Hua. You take care of yourself too."
Han Feng and his group packed up and stood in front of the Flower Sect Main Hall, bidding farewell to Hua Yu and the others.
"Mr. Han Feng, I entrust my sister to you."
Elder Qing stepped forward at this time and said to Han Feng.
"Entrust is too strong a word, but Elder Qing rest assured, I will definitely bring her back safely."
Elder Qing smiled.
"You don't need to worry too much about her. My sister, once she starts studying array formations, can immerse herself in her own world for several months."
In case she comprehends something from the Four-Sided Spirit Trapping Formation this time, maybe she will have hope of striving for Rank 9 Array Formation Grandmaster, which would take even longer.
Han Feng nodded and looked at Qing Lin, who was saying goodbye to her mother.
"Go ahead, remember to take care of yourself."
Ye Qingyun kissed her daughter's forehead and said.
Qing Lin hugged Ye Qingyun tightly, then let go and walked behind Han Feng.
"Then we're off."
A circle of spatial laws spread out from under Han Feng's feet, wrapping Lin Xian'er and Qing Lin.
He looked at the ladies below and nodded to them.
In the next instant, the spatial laws flickered, and the three disappeared from the spot.
Falling Star Pavilion, Back Mountain.
Han Feng teleported to the old location again.
The surrounding facilities were the same as before, without much change.
The table surface was very clean, indicating that someone often cleaned and lived here.
Although the Falling Star Pavilion has changed a lot over the years, this place is still Yao Chen's residence.
Han Feng walked out of the room and strolled in the back mountain with the two women.
Returning here after many years, the two women felt a sense of nostalgia.
Nearly three years of bitter cultivation allowed them to make huge breakthroughs in their respective fields.
The efforts paid, the boredom endured, and the dreams carried, only they themselves knew clearly.
Three years flashed by, and the gathering of that day seemed to be vivid in their minds.
Everyone lay together on the lawn of the back mountain of the Falling Star Pavilion, looking up at the brilliant starry sky, making their own beautiful wishes.
I wonder how Xun'er and Qingluan are doing now?
The three walked on the path of the back mountain. Han Feng arrived at Feng Xian's room first.
He sensed slightly; there was someone inside.
"Martial Uncle."
Footsteps came from inside the door. Feng Xian opened the door and saw Han Feng arriving with Lin Xian'er and Qing Lin, a smile appearing on his face.
"Feng'er, after such a long time, you finally decided to come to the Falling Star Pavilion?"
Feng Xian joked.
"Please forgive me, Martial Uncle. I have been cultivating in seclusion these years."
"I know. Originally I wanted to go to the Black-Corner Region to find you, but your teacher stopped me, saying you might be in seclusion for a long time."
Hearing this, Han Feng's heart moved.
"Martial Uncle, where is Teacher?"
Feng Xian shook his head and said: "You came at an unfortunate time. He also went into seclusion a few months ago and hasn't come out yet."
Han Feng nodded.
It seems Teacher is ready to refine the Demon Saint Essence Blood.
The Demon Saint Essence Blood carries powerful energy and is also accompanied by rich Saint Realm laws, which can help fuel the flames and assist Yao Chen in breaking through to Dou Saint.
However, after all, the amount of essence blood Han Feng shared with Yao Chen was less than one-tenth, so Yao Chen must adjust his state to the peak in advance and improve his Dou Qi cultivation as much as possible, so that the Demon Saint Essence Blood can fully exert its effect and impact the Dou Saint realm in one go.
"How has Qingluan been these years?"
Han Feng asked.
"Her? Still the same. Some time ago, her cultivation just reached Eight-Star Dou Emperor, and now she is given a few days off."
Feng Xian sighed and said.
Obviously, he was not very satisfied with his disciple's self-discipline in cultivation.
But who told him to have a good temper? As long as Qingluan didn't make any big mistakes, he let her be.
"Taking three years to improve to Eight-Star Dou Emperor, with Qingluan's aptitude, it is indeed a bit slow."
Han Feng measured it and said so.
If Qingluan cultivated seriously and bitterly, not to mention breaking through to Dou Ancestor, advancing to Nine-Star Dou Emperor should have been no problem.
"En, when you see her, teach her a good lesson!"
Feng Xian said resentfully as iron failed to become steel.
"Martial Uncle, why let me do this offending job?"
Han Feng said helplessly.
Feng Xian said with an expression of "I have a point": "Qingluan has a good relationship with you and is open with you. You beat her up, and the next day this girl will stick to you again. If I beat her, she probably will lock herself in the Star Tower for a few months!"
Listening to these words, Han Feng thought, Could it be that Martial Uncle has already tried beating her?
"Xian'er, Qing Lin, you go find Qingluan first."
Han Feng said to the two women. Next, he had to discuss business with Feng Xian.
Lin Xian'er and Qing Lin got permission, stepped on the air, and flew high into the sky, towards the mountains outside the Falling Star Pavilion.
"Martial Uncle, let's go inside and talk."
Feng Xian nodded and took Han Feng into the house.
"I heard that the Falling Star Pavilion has changed a lot these years."
"Who did you hear that from?"
"Aunt Hua told me."
"Aunt Hua? Hua Yu?"
Feng Xian wondered.
Han Feng nodded.
"When did you have such a good relationship with her?"
Feng Xian said.
"She is an elder I knew before, and now the people around me are also cultivating in the Flower Sect. After coming and going, we became familiar."
Han Feng said.
Feng Xian had an average friendship with Hua Yu and didn't talk much on this topic.
"The Falling Star Pavilion has indeed developed very rapidly in recent years. The overall strength has increased at least three times compared to three years ago."
This calculation is relatively comprehensive, combining the manpower strength of each level.
Including ordinary disciples, entry-level disciples, core disciples, deacons, elders, guest elders, etc.
"There are two guest elders; guess what strength?"
"Peak Dou Venerate?"
Han Feng replied.
"Half-Saint!"
"Ah?"
Han Feng was slightly surprised in his heart.
When did Half-Saints become so cheap?
Suddenly, the Falling Star Pavilion actually gained two more directly.
Although looking at the whole picture, two Half-Saints are really not many, and there must be other hidden experts in the Central Plains.
But making two Half-Saints become guest elders of the Falling Star Pavilion is already a remarkable thing.
"Did Teacher give very high bargaining chips?"
Han Feng asked.
"Indeed very high."
Feng Xian nodded.
"Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to attract two Half-Saint powerhouses."
Yao Chen is the number one alchemist on the Dou Qi Continent. As early as decades ago, he could refine peak Rank 8 pills. Now that he has broken through to Half-Saint, Rank 9 pills can also be attempted.
Those two Half-Saints should have been attracted by Rank 9 pills.
A Half-Saint is ultimately not a Dou Saint, so even if Yao Chen only refines a semi-finished product, the effect of the pill is enough for a Half-Saint powerhouse to use.
To recruit these two Half-Saints, Yao Chen paid a considerable price.
Even for semi-finished Rank 9 pills, it is quite laborious for him to refine.
Fortunately, the medicinal resources for Rank 9 pills were provided by the two Half-Saints; otherwise, the cost paid would be even greater.
"Teacher doing this is to rapidly develop the power of the Falling Star Pavilion."
Han Feng said silently.
He knew clearly in his heart that Yao Chen doing this was ultimately because of him.
After all, in the previous life, no Half-Saint powerhouses came to the Falling Star Pavilion to be guest elders.
Firstly, the strong have their own dignity and will not easily submit to others. Secondly, Yao Chen didn't like to make the Falling Star Pavilion have too many people.
He is a person who likes peace and quiet. If possible, he wished to dump everything on Feng Xian and then go refine pills himself.
"Do you think those two Half-Saints are reliable, Martial Uncle?"
Han Feng asked.
Feng Xian nodded, then shook his head.
"They are all powerhouses who became famous hundreds of years ago in the Central Plains. Their credibility is still there. It's just... they are Half-Saints after all, and were heroes among people before. It's probably quite difficult to make them truly submit to the Falling Star Pavilion."
"This is human nature, but we don't need them to truly submit."
Han Feng said.
"As long as they don't drop the ball when they can be useful."
Feng Xian nodded.
"This time your teacher is in seclusion for breakthrough, and the two guest elders have returned to their respective dojos to avoid suspicion, so they are not in the Falling Star Pavilion now either."
"When they come back, you take a look."
Feng Xian looked at Han Feng and suddenly said.
The reason why those two Half-Saints are still difficult to control is that there are no experts far superior to them in the Falling Star Pavilion.
If Han Feng takes action, those two Half-Saints will definitely be obedient.
Han Feng smiled but shook his head: "Martial Uncle, it is not convenient for me to expose my strength now."
Appearing with a persona is fine, but suddenly becoming a Dou Saint would cause too much fluctuation.
Moreover, the timing is not yet ripe to spread the news that he is a Dou Saint.
Feng Xian was stunned upon hearing this, then nodded.
Since Han Feng said so, he must have his concerns.
"The situation of the Hall of Souls in recent years is somewhat special. They are not rooting in the Western Region but ran to the Northern Region instead."
Feng Xian said to Han Feng.
The last great war with the Hall of Souls caused many branch halls to be destroyed.
For the smooth implementation of the plan, the Soul Clan only simply repaired the destroyed branch halls but did not send more powerful Venerates to guard them.
Because under the branch halls destroyed by Han Feng, the Rank 9 formation "Spirit Devouring Life Ending Formation" was buried.
If too much attention was paid to these places, it would attract Han Feng's attention again. If a real fight broke out and exposed the formation, it would be bad.
This was the idea of the Great Heaven Venerate of the Man Hall, only sending some grassroots personnel to maintain the daily operation of the branch halls, and then transferring more newly recruited forces to the Northern Region.
This can attract the attention of the Soul Execution Division to gather towards the Northern Region.
The forces of the Hall of Souls in the Northern Region are relatively new. Even if discovered, it doesn't matter much. But the Hall of Souls doing this created a sense of provocation.
It seemed to be declaring war on the Soul Execution Division.
What a powerful force the Hall of Souls is, number one in the Central Plains!
As a result, they were severely played in front of a small "Soul Execution Division".
After barely recovering vitality over these years, the Great Heaven Venerate began to prepare to take action against the "Soul Execution Division".
However, due to Han Feng's orders over these years, the members of the Soul Execution Division were very conservative and made no big moves, which made the Great Heaven Venerate very uncomfortable and unable to start.
Setting up a bait specifically to lure the Soul Execution Division out is a relatively safe method.
"I was already aware of this matter."
"Did Hua Yu tell you again?"
Feng Xian said helplessly.
"Why does it seem like the Flower Sect is your back garden now?"
That is the Flower Sect!
A super force with two Half-Saints.
Han Feng coughed lightly.
Martial Uncle, you can't say that.
Although the current Flower Sect is indeed like Han Feng's back garden. If he wants any flowers or spiritual medicines, he can just go and take them.
This was the promise Elder Qing gave to Han Feng.
Feng Xian continued: "We haven't received other news here. Listening to your request, the Falling Star Pavilion hasn't participated in the investigation of the Hall of Souls these years, developing law-abidingly."
"On the contrary, Old Yao might have some clues there."
"Hasn't Martial Uncle contacted the Sky Fire Pavilion these years?"
Feng Xian shook his head.
"Old Yao said to develop separately now to avoid implicating the Falling Star Pavilion in the future."
Han Feng looked solemn.
Three years ago, he asked Teacher to lead the development of the Falling Star Pavilion and not get involved in the affairs of the Hall of Souls.
But for the Sky Fire Pavilion, it was business as usual, searching for intelligence about the Hall of Souls.
In other words, the Falling Star Pavilion is now moving towards safety little by little, while the Sky Fire Pavilion has been hovering on the edge of danger.
"Feng'er, give me a definite answer. Are you confident in fighting against the current Hall of Souls?"
Feng Xian had a premonition that the Hall of Souls was planning something, and maybe the next great war was about to begin.
And once the Hall of Souls takes the initiative, they will be passive.
Don't look at the rapid development of the Falling Star Pavilion's strength now. If a real fight with the Hall of Souls breaks out, without Han Feng, the backbone, it really won't work.
Han Feng looked at Feng Xian, was silent for a few breaths, and nodded.
"Yes."
This is not bragging. With Han Feng's current cultivation at the mid-stage of Four-Star Dou Saint, even the Hall Master of the Hall of Souls, Hun Miesheng, can be defeated.
Even if he breaks through to Five-Star Dou Saint, Han Feng is still fearless.
"Good, with your words, I am relieved."
Feng Xian smiled.
Although he doesn't know if his premonition is correct, the development of the Falling Star Pavilion has already attracted the attention of some powerful forces.
Peaceful days are getting fewer and fewer; turbulent days are getting closer and closer.