The night passed without a word. Lin Xian'er slept soundly, curled up in Han Feng's arms.
The next morning, Han Feng woke up on time to go outside and cultivate. Lin Xian'er, however, lazed about and continued to lie there. She rolled over, snuggled into the spot where Han Feng had slept, and continued her sweet dreams.
Ye Qingyun had always woken up early and was already working in the medicine valley.
Han Feng hadn't checked this medicine valley yesterday. It was only today that he discovered that the mysterious seed he had asked Ye Qingyun to plant had actually sprouted.
"Qingyun, when did this grow?" Han Feng asked.
Ye Qingyun half-knelt at Han Feng's feet and looked closely at the tender sprout.
"It's been almost half a year. It grew when Xian'er was helping me look after the medicine valley. I was in seclusion at that time."
"Although it's growing relatively slowly, don't worry, Master. I just checked. Its life force is very vigorous. There's no problem," Ye Qingyun explained.
Han Feng nodded.
He still couldn't recognize this thing now. He could only wait for it to grow longer.
However, in a place like the Medicine Saint Valley, for it to still grow so slowly could only mean that it was by no means an ordinary item.
After breaking through to Dou King, Ye Qingyun could already sense the life force of plants over a large area, but she still took care of each one meticulously.
Han Feng lamented that every art has its specialty. In terms of planting medicinal ingredients, it probably wouldn't be long before Ye Qingyun surpassed him.
After finishing his morning practice, Han Feng continued to return to his room to build puppets, spending all day hammering and tinkering.
He disregarded the large consumption of resources and tried to refine puppets of various models.
Under high-frequency trial and error, Han Feng's weapon refining skills grew day by day.
It was worth mentioning that Han Feng had researched how to further improve eighth-grade spirit artifacts.
Whether it was the Red Emperor Armor or the Extreme Lion, the most important thing to improve their quality was the "artifact spirit."
The artifact spirit Jin Xi was still young, full of spirituality, and had no problem cultivating and becoming stronger on her own.
But the Red Emperor Armor was different. Its spirituality had been dormant for too long and had already lost the ability to develop further.
Therefore, Han Feng injected the nascent "Vermilion Bird's Spirit" into the Red Emperor Armor and tempered it daily with the Myriad Beast Spirit Flame. Its spirituality finally showed signs of recovery.
Unfortunately, it was still a long way from being restored to a ninth-grade Saint artifact. If there was a large amount of soul essence, the progress could be accelerated.
However, Han Feng himself didn't have much of this stuff. How could he bear to use it on the bottomless pit that was the Red Emperor Armor?
Who knew how much would have to be invested to restore it to a Saint artifact? And even if it was restored, with his current cultivation, it would be difficult to fully control it.
It was better to improve himself first.
Han Feng thought, soul essence, apart from a very small number of heavenly and earthly spiritual objects that were naturally formed, most of it came from living beings themselves.
If it was forcibly extracted, the means were too vicious. Apart from using it on mortal enemies, Han Feng would not break his bottom line.
On the contrary, the Hall of Souls had already made many preparations for this matter. The amount of soul essence they had collected over the past thousand years was simply countless.
After he destroyed the Hall of Souls, he could accept this gift from the "enemy."
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The years left no deep imprint on the Medicine Saint Valley.
The four seasons came and went, starting all over again.
Yao Tianhuo finally contacted Han Feng, saying that he had obtained the Profound Green Poria. Han Feng brought him to the Medicine Saint Valley and, at the same in, explained his plan.
Yao Tianhuo was extremely surprised to hear that Han Feng intended to fight against the Hall of Souls.
One must know that even in the era he lived in, the Hall of Souls was a major overlord in the Central Plains, and few dared to provoke them.
However, Yao Tianhuo did not refuse and still accepted the mission Han Feng assigned him.
In his previous life, he had been a lone wolf. Although he was a five-star Dou Venerate expert, he did not have a powerful faction under him.
He had no excessive pursuit of power, but since it was for Han Feng's goal, he was willing to do it seriously.
Even if the future enemy was a behemoth.
After Han Feng refined the eighth-grade pill "Poria Green Pill," Yao Tianhuo began his seclusion.
In just half a month, a tyrannical aura erupted from the valley, and then quickly converged back.
Yao Tianhuo had successfully recovered to the late stage of a five-star Dou Venerate.
Now, he could be considered a first-class expert on the surface of the Central Plains.
However, the recovery of his strength did not make Yao Tianhuo too arrogant. After experiencing the battle in the Purple Shattered Ruins, his horizons had also been greatly broadened.
What's more, the next enemy was the Hall of Souls. A late-stage five-star Dou Venerate cultivation was, so to speak, enough, but if he really encountered a high-ranking Heavenly Venerate, it would still not be enough.
One must know that the Ten Heavenly Venerates of the Hall of Souls were all experts at the seven-star Dou Venerate level or higher.
The weakest was at the level of the Nanli Empress.
The strongest had even reached the Dou Saint level.
The path to fight against the Hall of Souls had to be walked one step at a time, very carefully. The slightest mistake could lead to a complete failure and the annihilation of the entire army.
Although Yao Tianhuo didn't know the grudge between Han Feng and the Hall of Souls, since he had made a decision, he could only carry it out seriously.
After recovering his strength, Yao Tianhuo wanted to brave the sea of mist above again.
When he came down last time, he had been in a sorry state, his disgrace fully exposed.
If not for Han Feng pulling him, he would probably have been buried in this mysterious sea of mist.
This time, he was determined to get his face back.
Han Feng agreed to try again. In fact, he was also a little curious.
He and Yao Tianhuo once again passed through the mist that suppressed soul power. They went straight up. After spending an incense stick's worth of time, they finally arrived above the valley.
However, the position where they appeared this time was far from the one before. It was possible that the mist had the power to distort space, thus shifting their direction.
In this way, it once again verified the mystery of the Medicine Saint Valley.
Yao Tianhuo bid farewell to Han Feng and went alone to the Western Region of the Central Plains to establish his faction.
This was the place they had decided on after discussing. The Western Region was bitter and cold, and there was not too much powerful competition. Venerate Skyfire could first lay a foundation here, and then slowly develop towards the Central Region.
After returning to the Medicine Saint Valley, Han Feng continued to refine artifacts and pills.
In the process, his Dou Qi was continuously consolidated, and his foundation became more stable.
Although he had advanced quickly through the Flame Mantra, his Dou Qi and foundation would not be negatively affected too much, and would naturally recover over time. But Han Feng was still a little conservative in his heart.
He felt an instinctive resistance to this kind of leapfrog improvement, always feeling that it was not real.
But this was precisely the benefit brought by the Flame Mantra.
Han Feng had already passed the low period of the Flame Mantra, and had nurtured it step by step from the low-level Yellow Rank to the high-level Earth Rank.
In the cultivation world where Heaven Rank cultivation techniques were unheard of, this was already the most powerful cultivation technique.
Along with the huge risk of devouring a Heavenly Flame each time, the high return after the risk was the feedback from the Flame Mantra.
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The days of cultivation were boring.
However, Han Feng had indeed fulfilled his promise and had accompanied Lin Xian'er and the others for a long time.
On this day, the Dou Qi in Han Feng's body had risen to the extreme, forming a perfect state.
In the Dou Ancestor realm, Han Feng had already reached the end.
Nine-star Dou Ancestor perfection.
The precipitation of time had made Han Feng's aura unfathomable. At first glance, he seemed like an ordinary person, and even the fluctuation of his Dou Qi could not be sensed.
The next step was to advance to Dou Venerate.
Han Feng slowly stood up, and several iron balls popped out from his hand.
In the spacious training room, one after another, puppets knelt down in submission.
Three purple-robed Dou Venerates, twenty-four white-robed Dou Ancestors.
The yellow-robed Dou Emperors and green-robed Dou Kings under their command had already exceeded a hundred.
After creating these puppets, the materials in Han Feng's hands were almost exhausted. It was time to go out and move around.
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In another training room, the Dou Qi gauze on Lin Xian'er's body slowly dissipated, replaced by a suit of Dou Qi armor.
At this moment, an unusual flush suddenly appeared on Lin Xian'er's face. The poison gas in her body was undergoing a drastic change.
The "Poison Pill Method." When advancing to Dou Grandmaster, the Dou Qi liquid in the body would condense into a crystal. According to the method, Lin Xian'er should also be forming a Poison Pill.
However, the difficulty of forming the pill was far beyond Lin Xian'er's imagination. She hadn't expected that condensing the poison pill would also trigger a special side effect.
This point was not mentioned in the "Poison Pill Method."
And Han Feng, who had not cultivated this method, did not know the reason.
Lin Xian'er gasped for breath. Her face became redder and redder, and her eyes gradually became blurred. The seven-colored line on her navel emitted a strange temptation.
To condense the Poison Pill was to refine the poison Dou Qi in her body in advance, allowing the poison body's backlash to occur earlier.
However, this backlash would not be life-threatening.
Lin Xian'er's soul fell into a bewildered state. She seemed to be unable to control her body and could only rely on instinct.
Bang!
The door was suddenly opened, and Han Feng instantly appeared.
He raised his hand to gather the overflowing poison gas, and then sealed the entire room.
"Xian'er, Xian'er!"
Lin Xian'er slowly turned her head and saw a blurry shadow. Her feet, as if by instinct, ran towards Han Feng.
Han Feng quickly caught Lin Xian'er and checked her body's condition.
"Condensing a poison pill, how could it be like this?"
Han Feng didn't have time to think. He immediately straightened Lin Xian'er up and used his powerful soul power to control the poison Dou Qi in her body to circulate as usual.
At the same time, the Green Lotus Core Flame emitted a mind-calming firelight, helping her to stabilize her mind.
Han Feng also took out the Green Lotus platform and placed Lin Xian'er on it.
With all three methods working, Lin Xian'er finally regained her clarity.
She opened her eyes and heard Han Feng's voice coming from behind.
"Xian'er, concentrate, condense the poison pill!"
Lin Xian'er's spirits were lifted. She immediately sat cross-legged and formed a profound seal with her hands.
She continued to condense her qi and form the pill according to the records in the "Poison Pill Method."
Han Feng watched the changes in Lin Xian'er's body, observing which step had gone wrong.
However, this time, the pill condensation was surprisingly smooth.
Until that purple poison pill appeared in Lin Xian'er's Dantian and completely stabilized, no unusual changes had occurred.
Han Feng tentatively withdrew his hand. Seeing that there was indeed no problem, he breathed a sigh of relief.
My goodness, breaking through to Dou Grandmaster was even more nerve-wracking than his own breakthrough to Dou Ancestor.
Han Feng was really worried that if he accidentally crippled his disciple, his sin as a master would be great.
Speaking of which, this was indeed his fault. He had let his disciple cultivate a technique he didn't fully understand. Fortunately, he had discovered it in time.
This cultivation technique was something he had discovered in the ruins of a predecessor in his previous life.
According to the description on it, it could indeed solve the side effects of the Woeful Poison Body.
But as for what specific effects it had, Han Feng himself was not clear.
However, this was the only method he currently had to resolve the backlash of the Woeful Poison Body.
At the Dou Grandmaster stage, one would condense a poison pill to stabilize the poison body.
When breaking through to Dou King, the poison pill would shatter. At that time, one would need to condense a poison spirit and use soul power to control the poison body.
Then, all the way until breaking through to Dou Ancestor, one would welcome the opportunity to reshape the body, and then one could transform the poison spirit and condense poison patterns. From then on, the Woeful Poison Body would be completely stable.
In theory, this method was feasible, but no matter how good the method, it had to be changed according to the actual situation.
Just like this time, if Han Feng hadn't helped Lin Xian'er stabilize her Dou Qi, she would definitely have failed to break through, and would even have been further subjected to the backlash of the poison body.
It was possible that her cultivation would have dropped greatly.
It seemed that he had to be by Xian'er's side to protect her every time she broke through in the future. He couldn't be careless.
Han Feng secretly rejoiced that he had discovered the problem at this time. Otherwise, if it had been delayed for a long time and a big mistake was made, it would be difficult to recover.
However, Han Feng still had no clue as to why the second time she condensed the poison pill was successful, while the first time had failed.
Could it be that Xian'er had made a mistake the first time?
Han Feng guessed.
He hadn't even thought that it might be because of him that Xian'er had successfully broken through.
After Lin Xian'er stabilized her one-star Dou Grandmaster cultivation, she quietly opened her eyes.
"Master, I'm sorry."
Lin Xian'er apologized to Han Feng.
In her eyes, she was the one who was stupid, had failed to break through, and had caused trouble for Han Feng.
Han Feng patted Lin Xian'er's purple hair.
"It is Master who should apologize to you."
Han Feng said with apology.
"Your cultivation technique is rather special, and Master doesn't understand it very well either. In the future, every time you break through, you must remember to tell me, understand?"
"I understand."
Lin Xian'er nodded obediently.
"The same goes for any problems you have in your daily cultivation. Don't feel that you will be disturbing me."
Han Feng straightened Lin Xian'er's messy hair. Lin Xian'er took the opportunity to hug him.
"Master, can Xian'er really come to you at any time? Will I really not be disturbing you?"
"Of course not. Your affairs are very important to me as your master," Han Feng said seriously to Lin Xian'er.
Lin Xian'er's eyes curved, and she smiled happily.
"Master, you're the best!"
With the matter resolved, Han Feng let out a long sigh.
"Fortunately, the timing of your breakthrough was quite coincidental. Master was just about to go out for a trip."
"Master, are you leaving Xian'er again?"
Hearing his disciple's pitiful tone, the corner of Han Feng's mouth twitched.
"Xian'er, you have to give your master some personal time, right?"
Lin Xian'er said "oh," her tone dejected.
"Then Master, you have to come back quickly."
"Don't worry, I'll be back soon this time," Han Feng promised.
Lin Xian'er, however, snorted lightly.
"That's what you said last time, Master, but in the end, you were gone for so long."
"Ah? Did I?" Han Feng looked blank.
"Yes!" Lin Xian'er emphasized.
"So, Master, you have to go and come back quickly this time. Don't make us wait too long."
Han Feng could only agree with a smile.
Early the next morning, Han Feng left the Medicine Saint Valley.
He opened the map and looked in the direction of the Western Region of the Central Plains.
Letting Yao Tianhuo build a faction there was not only because there was less competition, but also because there were many Hall of Souls' factions distributed in the Western Region.
Just right. After completing his mission on this trip, he could go and see how Elder Yao's faction building was going.