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The moment Han Feng saw Hua Yu, the image of that gentle and jade-like figure from his previous life appeared in his mind.
Such a beautiful woman, but the food she cooked... almost poisoned both master and disciple to death.
However, in terms of affection, Hua Yu was always loyal to Yao Chen.
Han Feng also recognized this substitute "master's wife" in his heart.
"Junior Han Feng pays his respects to Sect Master Hua Yu."
Hua Yu looked at Han Feng and said, "When Yao Chen died back then, I went to the Falling Star Pavilion to look for him."
Han Feng's heart skipped a beat.
"I didn't seem to see you that time. Thinking about it now, how many years has it been?"
Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief.
He thought his Uncle-Master had told Hua Yu something back then.
If Hua Yu knew that he was the one who had harmed Yao Chen, his life would be in danger.
Then he would only be able to use the Void God Stele to escape, but his plan would fall through.
"This junior has come to seek an audience precisely for my master."
"What!"
Hua Yu's originally calm expression suddenly changed. She immediately flashed from the head seat and appeared in front of Han Feng.
However, her hasty movements seemed to expose something.
Han Feng keenly sensed that the Dou Qi in Hua Yu's body was a bit chaotic, especially in her lower body, as if it were blocked.
Hua Yu's face was slightly pale, but she still pressed, "What do you mean by that?"
Han Feng replied, "Master may not be dead. We are looking for him."
Hua Yu's breathing stopped for a few seconds, and she murmured, "Not dead, not dead..."
"Come with me. Explain it clearly."
Hua Yu took Han Feng's arm and led him to another inner room.
Han Feng nodded to Ye Qingyun and the others, signaling them not to panic.
Arriving at the inner room, Han Feng told her about Yao Chen being chased by Mu Gu, escaping from the void storm, and possibly being scattered in the northwest direction.
At the same time, he revealed his search plan.
Hua Yu looked sorrowful after hearing this.
What Han Feng said was just a guess that Yao Chen was still alive. Whether he was still in the world was a huge unknown.
"Haven't you thought that this might all be in vain?"
How vast were the Northwest and Western Regions?
Not to mention the variables involved.
Han Feng was silent, but his tone was firm.
"No matter what, I will keep searching!"
"Even if it might be useless?"
"I believe Master is still alive!"
Hua Yu nodded.
"I understand what you mean. I will have the Flower Sect help you."
Han Feng bowed respectfully. "Thank you, Sect Master."
"No need for that. I also intended to search back then, but unfortunately, your Uncle-Master didn't reveal much, and there were too few clues, so it has been delayed until now."
Hua Yu said somewhat wistfully.
"Unfortunately, my physical condition is getting worse day by day. Even moving around has become a bit difficult."
"You sensed it just now too, right?"
Hua Yu looked at Han Feng.
Han Feng's expression became solemn, and he nodded.
"Sect Master Hua, may I... diagnose you?"
Hua Yu was stunned, then smiled. "I almost forgot. You are Yao Chen's disciple and also an alchemist."
"But there's no need. I've already consulted experts from the Pill Tower. They said this is the Heavenly Evil Poison, difficult to dispel."
"It was like this back then, and now it's even harder to reverse."
Hua Yu no longer hid it, and her face showed deep fatigue.
"I'm afraid I don't have many years left to live."
"If you can find Yao Chen and let me see him once, it would fulfill one of my wishes."
Han Feng sighed.
Things change, and people change. Time really changes a lot of things.
In his previous life, Hua Yu was a powerful female cultivator who had a chance to reach the Half-Saint realm.
But now, her days were numbered?
"Let this junior take a look."
Hua Yu nodded, not rejecting him.
However, the way she looked at Han Feng held a bit more satisfaction.
As Yao Chen's only disciple, Hua Yu had a natural affection for him because of her love for Yao Chen.
If she had been with Yao Chen back then, Han Feng should have called her "master's wife."
Seeing that Han Feng was now accomplished in cultivation, of good character, and filial to his elders, Hua Yu also felt gratified for Yao Chen.
You taught a good disciple!
Han Feng took out a few silver needles from his storage ring, infused his soul power into them, and pierced them into Hua Yu's leg.
"Heavenly Evil Poison? Isn't this just evil qi..."
Han Feng inserted a few more silver needles into Hua Yu's back. After probing, he found that there was also a faint flow of evil qi in her body, which was blocking her Dou Qi.
The most serious part was her legs, where the evil qi was most entangled.
This was no ordinary evil qi. To harm a nine-star Dou Venerate to this extent, even the Nanli Empress would have to expend a lot of effort to clear it.
No wonder the people from the Pill Tower couldn't solve it.
After all, evil qi was too rare. Those people focused on alchemy and were not real physicians, so they naturally wouldn't get to the bottom of it.
"Sect Master Hua, have you ever thought of using a Heavenly Flame to dispel the poison?" Han Feng asked during the treatment process.
"I tried, but the effect wasn't obvious. Moreover, the destructive power of the Heavenly Flame is too strong. Before the poison was cured, the person was almost crippled, so I didn't dare to try again."
Hua Yu asked curiously, "Do you have an idea?"
Han Feng nodded.
"Sect Master, bear with it."
Hua Yu tensed her body, curious about what method Han Feng would use.
Ordinary Heavenly Flames were indeed difficult to dispel the evil qi of a nine-star Dou Venerate level. It depended on the efficacy of the Heavenly Flame itself and the ability of the manipulator.
Boom!
A crimson flame suddenly ignited in Han Feng's hand, like a Vermilion Bird spreading its wings, vivid and lifelike.
Nanming Li Fire, the nemesis of evil qi.
Although it was not a Heavenly Flame, its effect in dispelling evil qi was better than most Heavenly Flames.
Han Feng displayed a technique like an afterimage. The silver needle tips were tempered by the Nanming Li Fire, and then quickly inserted into several important acupoints on the legs.
Hua Yu groaned softly and gritted her teeth.
Pain! Pain searing into the bone marrow!
But it was precisely because of the pain that Hua Yu was pleasantly surprised. Han Feng's method was working.
The "Heavenly Evil Poison" in her body was dissipating bit by bit.
The evil qi that had entangled her for several years was now routed.
Half a day later, Han Feng quickly withdrew the needles. A few wisps of evil qi tried to flow back, but were directly caught by Han Feng and burned into nothingness in his hand.
Hua Yu's body trembled slightly, and she fell to the side.
Han Feng quickly supported her.
"Auntie Hua!"
Out of concern, Han Feng subconsciously called out the address from his previous life.
Hua Yu's eyelids trembled slightly, and her forehead was covered in sweat.
Dispelling so much evil qi at once inevitably caused some damage to her body.
Fortunately, she had tried her best to suppress it over the years and had not let the evil qi occupy her upper body, so her cultivation had not regressed significantly.
"I'm fine."
After a moment of rest, Hua Yu opened her eyes, looking at Han Feng with more warmth.
"Han Feng, what did you call me just now?"
Han Feng coughed lightly.
"I heard Master mention Sect Master Hua before, so... Han Feng doesn't treat you as an outsider in his heart."
Hua Yu smiled gently.
"Then you can call me Auntie Hua from now on. Can I call you Feng'er?"
Han Feng nodded.
"Of course."
"How did your master talk about me?"
"He said you have a good temper and are sincere to him. He always felt that you are an outstanding woman, amazingly talented and beautiful."
"Did he really say that?"
"Really!"
Han Feng lied through his teeth to put in a good word for his master.
This family would fall apart without him...
Han Feng helped Hua Yu to rest by the table.
"Auntie Hua, you need to rest now. I'll go refine some pills for you. We can talk again tomorrow."
"Auntie Hua is fine. I'll be fine after a rest. But you, Feng'er, you must be exhausted."
"Not tired."
Han Feng laughed.
After chatting with Hua Yu for a few more sentences, Han Feng left the room and came to the main hall.
At this time, Ye Qingyun was chatting with that Flower Sect female cultivator, and the two were chatting quite happily.
"Master, you're out."
"Eh, where is the Sect Master?" the female cultivator asked.
"She is resting in her room," Han Feng said.
Judging from Hua Yu's attitude just now, this matter was mostly settled.
Next, Qingyun's matter shouldn't be too difficult.
Of course, it still depended on the attitude of that Fairy Qing.
But it seemed that she was also Master's... close female confidante?
Han Feng sighed.
Would letting Auntie Hua talk about it cause a negative effect?
"Is there an alchemy room here?" Han Feng asked the female cultivator.
"Yes."
The female cultivator nodded.
"I'll take you there!"
After Han Feng finished refining the healing pill, he entered Hua Yu's room again.
"Auntie Hua, this is a healing pill. I just refined it."
"An eighth-grade pill? Feng'er, are you an eighth-grade alchemist?"
Hua Yu opened the jade bottle. A rich pill fragrance and pill qi floated out, carrying abundant spirituality.
"Mm."
"So amazing..." Hua Yu praised.
She swallowed the pill without hesitation and began to refine it.
Han Feng watched as Hua Yu's aura slowly recovered, so he didn't disturb her and quietly withdrew.
Nine-star Dou Venerate peak.
If she recovered, she would probably make further progress.
Currently, Hua Yu could be considered Han Feng's biggest support.
Fortunately, he came to visit this time.
Otherwise, it would be too regretful if Auntie Hua was eroded by evil qi and died.
By the way, he forgot to ask Auntie Hua where this evil qi came from just now.
Han Feng paused.
So far.
He had encountered many similar energies.
The demonic qi attached to the demonic sword fragment, the demonic qi on the Buddhist Elder Shi Yuan, and the evil qi in the Nanli Purple Shattered Ruins.
Now adding the evil qi on Auntie Hua.
The entire Dou Qi Continent seemed to have been eroded by a mysterious force, leaving traces that were difficult to erase.
Han Feng couldn't help but think of what the Spirit of the Vermilion Bird said before dissipating.
It wants to return?
Return where?
The history recorded by the Sikong family, the mysterious war that broke out on the Dou Qi Continent ten thousand years ago.
All these connections.
It made one wonder.
Han Feng exhaled a long breath.
"Forget it. Thinking too much now is useless."
He hadn't even reached the Saint realm or dealt with Hun Tiandi, yet he was thinking about things after Dou God. That was aiming too high.
Hun Tiandi, Gu Yuan, and Xiao Xuan back then, as well as the even more ancient Yellow Spring Demon Saint and Purifying Demonic Lotus Saint, must have searched and explored countless times.
In the end, no one succeeded, and it all came down to the legacy of the Tou She Ancient God, the last Dou God on the continent.
That night, Han Feng cultivated in his room.
Ye Qingyun knocked gently on the door, and after receiving permission, walked into Han Feng's room.
This was the first time she had overstepped her status as a maid and tried to break into Han Feng's sight.
"What's wrong? Can't sleep?"
Han Feng opened his eyes and looked at Ye Qingyun with a smile.
"I... I can't bear to part."
"Can't bear to part with Qing Lin?"
Ye Qingyun shook her head.
"Qing Lin has grown up. Her judgment is even better than mine now."
"Then..."
"I... I can't bear to part with you, Master."
Ye Qingyun blushed, and taking advantage of the misty night, she finally spoke what was in her heart.
Han Feng smiled.
"Cai'er also can't bear to part with me."
"Ah! That, that's different..."
"What's different?"
Ye Qingyun's face turned even redder, as if it were about to smoke.
"Cai'er can of course say such things... But I, I'm just Master's maid. I shouldn't say such things..."
Han Feng looked at the candid Ye Qingyun with interest and smiled, "But you still said it."
Ye Qingyun lowered her head in shame, her hands intertwined nervously, as if waiting for fate's judgment.
"Do you know why Uncle-Master Feng asked you to call him Uncle-Master too?"
Ye Qingyun raised her head abruptly.
Under the candlelight, Han Feng's expression was gentle.
"Qingyun, you are like Cai'er, you are both my family."
"If you want to say something in the future, just say it boldly."
Han Feng stood up and gently patted Ye Qingyun's head.
"Come, tonight, I will check your cultivation results one last time. After this, this job might not be mine anymore."
The night was long, but Ye Qingyun felt very at peace.
Early the next morning, Ye Qingyun opened her eyes. Han Feng was sitting cross-legged in front of her, circulating his energy and breathing.
Ye Qingyun looked at the man in front of her intoxicatedly.
This was the first time she had been with Han Feng so relaxed and naturally.
There was a deep attachment in her eyes, as if she wanted to carve him into her soul.
Ye Qingyun had long known that her feelings for Han Feng were not simple admiration and gratitude.
But it wasn't until last night, because it might be the last day before she and Han Feng parted ways, that Ye Qingyun bravely spoke her mind.
Actually, Master already knew...
Ye Qingyun thought to herself.
She was the only silly one, worrying at first that her master would abandon her, and later thinking that she was not qualified to love Han Feng.
But in fact, Han Feng's attitude towards her and her treatment had never been what an ordinary maid would have.
Thinking of this, a sweet smile appeared on Ye Qingyun's lips.
"In a good mood?"
Han Feng opened his eyes, a faint spiritual luster flashing in his pupils.
Ye Qingyun nodded generously.
"Very good. When we go to see Fairy Qing later, keep it up."
"Master, what kind of person is Fairy Qing?"
Han Feng thought for a moment.
"She's quite nice, easygoing. Anyway, you'll know when you see her."
"Oh."
Ye Qingyun and Han Feng stood up and walked out of the house.
"Master, what about Qing Lin?"
Although Qing Lin had initially grown up and had the ability to survive on her own, as a mother, Ye Qingyun was still a little worried.
"The Heavenly Snake Mansion in the Northwest Continent has a legacy related to the Jade Snake Three Flower Pupils. I plan to send Qing Lin there to study later."
"Will it be dangerous for her to be alone?"
"I will arrange a Dao protector."
Ye Qingyun nodded.
Everyone has their own path to walk.
Ye Qingyun would not always treat Qing Lin as a little girl who needed care.
She was already outstanding enough.
In the future, she would also have her own wonderful life.
Meeting Han Feng was the luck of their mother and daughter.
Otherwise, Ye Qingyun wouldn't dare to think about what she would be like now.