The flying spirit ship traversed the sky, crossing the desolate and uninhabited Black Region Great Plains.
The territory of the Black-Corner Region was actually very large, and its geographical location was also quite advantageous, located in the center of the Northwest Continent.
Previously, as a buffer zone between the three great empires, its strategic role outweighed the risks brought by the chaos.
So even if it gathered the evildoers of the Northwest Continent, it was irrelevant in the eyes of the three great empires.
Because the Black-Corner Region had always been fragmented and disorganized, no matter how much it grew, it would not affect the stability of the three great empires.
But now it was different. Now that the Black-Corner Region was unified, one could imagine what kind of response the three great empires would make.
Han Feng was not worried about this. The Black-Corner Region was no small fry. If one really calculated it, the strength of the Black-Corner Region surpassed any empire in the Northwest Continent. Even the Heavenly Snake Empire did not have an absolute advantage in front of it.
As long as the Black-Corner Region could stabilize and unite, it would instantly transform from a "buffer zone" to the "center of the continent."
The Black Alliance still had a long way to go to reach this step, and how far it could go depended on its own fortune.
At least in Han Feng's eyes, some people in the Black-Corner Region still yearned for a unified outcome.
After all, no one likes a life of precariousness.
A few days passed, and the border of the Jia Ma Empire appeared in Han Feng's sight.
Glancing at the patrolling army below, Han Feng raised his flight altitude, hid in the clouds, and flew directly into the interior of the empire.
The importance of air superiority was self-evident at this time, but the army here clearly did not have that capability.
Unimpeded all the way, Han Feng arrived at Jia Ma Holy City.
Returning to this city again, it seemed as if nothing had changed.
Han Feng landed outside the city with the two girls and entered the city with the queue.
Lin Xian'er and Qing Lin looked at the scene inside the city with nostalgia and curiosity.
When they came before, they had just stayed in the Miteer family residence and hadn't properly explored the imperial capital.
So many places were still novel to the two girls.
Following the location in his memory, Han Feng crossed several streets and arrived at the Miteer family's station.
He wondered how Hai Bodong was doing now.
And that Ai Lin who had written him a love letter.
Having not seen each other for many years, presumably they all had their own growth.
Han Feng searched in his storage ring and took out a token. This was the thing Hai Bodong had given him before he left the imperial capital back then.
The guard at the gate was about to step forward to stop Han Feng, this unfamiliar face, when he saw him holding up a token.
A familiar pattern, but an unfamiliar style, made this guard stunned for a long time, constantly thinking in his mind, did the family have such a token?
"Sir, I don't seem to have seen the token in your hand before."
Seeing Han Feng's extraordinary bearing, unlike an ordinary person, the guard said carefully.
Han Feng's expression did not change. He glanced at the token in his hand and put it away.
What is this old man Hai Bodong doing?
Giving me a token that the gatekeepers don't recognize.
"My name is Han Feng, a friend of Hai Bodong. Could this little brother pass on a message?"
"Okay, I'll go report it right away. This way please."
After the guard went in to report, not long after, Han Feng heard a rush of footsteps.
Turning his head, a beautiful figure appeared before Han Feng's eyes.
Red clothes as before, the beauty as new.
"Mr. Han!"
Ai Lin took a deep breath and shouted in an unsteady voice.
In her sight, Han Feng had changed a lot. He looked like an immortal isolated from the world, full of indifference.
However, this indifference disappeared without a trace as the corners of Han Feng's mouth curled up.
"Ai Lin, long time no see."
Ai Lin walked up to Han Feng, looking at his white hair. She had a thousand words to say, but didn't know how to say them.
"Mr. Han, you've worked hard these years, haven't you?"
"It's okay."
Han Feng smiled.
"How have you been these years?"
Ai Lin said, "Pretty good. I am now the general manager of the Miteer Auction House."
From a local auctioneer to the general manager of the headquarters, the speed of promotion was quite fast.
"Then congratulations are in order."
"It's thanks to Mr. Han's blessing, otherwise the patriarch wouldn't have put me in an important position."
Ai Lin replied.
She was just a very ordinary member of the clan. If not for Han Feng's relationship, she would never have become the general manager of the headquarters in her lifetime.
The general manager of the headquarters was equivalent to the highest speaker of the auction house. This position could not be achieved by ability alone; it also required various considerations.
"Hehe, my relationship is not so easy to borrow."
Han Feng suddenly said.
"Eh?"
Ai Lin was taken aback.
"If you occupy a position without doing anything, I will tell Patriarch Teng Shan this time and ask him to dismiss you."
"...Mr. Han is so cruel. Although Ai Lin borrowed your momentum, sir, I was also diligent and conscientious, and worked hard for a long time to sit in the position of general manager."
Ai Lin pouted, speaking in a coquettish and blaming tone.
"I can't control that. I have some things to ask the Miteer family to do this time, and the most important one is you, the general manager. If you are incompetent, I won't show mercy."
"Alright."
Ai Lin said pitifully.
Qing Lin behind him blinked her big eyes, scanning back and forth between the two.
Are these two acting?
There's something going on!
Lin Xian'er pretended not to know, silently following behind Han Feng, only her mood was not as high as before.
"If Mr. Han has anything important this time, you can tell me directly."
After the short conversation just now, Ai Lin became much bolder.
The slightly awkward atmosphere when they met also eased up.
Han Feng told her about the search for Yao Chen.
"This matter requires the help of the Miteer family's intelligence network in the Jia Ma Empire. The cost will definitely not be small. You..."
Han Feng looked at Ai Lin.
"This is not something Mr. Han needs to consider. I, the general manager, will naturally handle it well."
Ai Lin smiled.
"Good, then it's up to you."
"Mr. Han, if Ai Lin helps you find him, can you give me a reward?"
Han Feng raised an eyebrow.
"What? You still want to go a step further and pull Patriarch Teng Shan off his horse?"
"No!"
Ai Lin blushed. After the scene just now, she knew that Han Feng must have said that on purpose.
Teasing her again.
"Hehe, alright. You do this seriously. Whether it succeeds or not, I will give you a gift."
Han Feng looked at Ai Lin and said gently.
At the first moment of meeting just now, he felt the affection from Ai Lin. Compared to back then, not only had it not decreased, but it had become even more passionate.
Under the [Brahma Heart] state, it was difficult to pretend to be confused.
That was why Han Feng changed his attitude towards her.
A few words broke through the other party's shy disguise.
Han Feng was not a heartless person, but he had a lot on his mind.
So unless necessary, he wouldn't pull at other people's feelings.
The Miteer family had boarded his warship many years ago, and Ai Lin was now a relatively important member of it. Since she liked him, let her be.
Han Feng couldn't act as a matchmaker and let her marry someone else.
Han Feng wouldn't do something like destroying other people's feelings.
However, he had discovered another inexplicable thing just now.
Han Feng glanced at his disciple.
What are you jealous for?
And pretending as if nothing happened.
Lin Xian'er's feelings for him were also extremely intense, but Han Feng didn't think it was strange.
He also had the closest feelings for Yao Chen.
What he taught naturally resembled him.
This is inheritance!
"By the way, where is Hai Bodong?"
Han Feng asked.
"Elder Hai went to the Extreme North, saying he wanted to use the cold energy there to break through his cultivation."
Ai Lin said.
"What realm is he at now?"
"Eight-star Dou Emperor."
Han Feng nodded.
"Not slow."
Hai Bodong's original aptitude was not bad. Those who could become Dou Emperors in small places were all outstanding.
If he successfully broke through to nine-star Dou Emperor this time, then Han Feng could give him a helping hand and push him to Dou Ancestor.
At that time, the Miteer family would truly stabilize its foundation.
In the Northwest Continent, a Dou Ancestor was qualified to ascend to the first tier. After all, here, Dou Venerates were extremely rare.
Unlike the Central Plains, if you didn't have a Dou Ancestor, you probably couldn't even establish a large family, let alone a national intelligence organization like the Miteer family.
"I'm a bit pressed for time this time, so I may not be able to stay long."
Han Feng said to Ai Lin.
Ai Lin nodded. "Go do what you need to do. Just leave this place to me."
"Give me your hand."
"Eh?"
Ai Lin had just managed to become serious, but was made to blush again by Han Feng's words.
She slowly extended her hand in front of Han Feng.
Han Feng placed his finger on her wrist and quickly checked her body.
Seven-star Dou Grandmaster.
Just barely.
Ai Lin's aptitude was not very good. To be able to cultivate to Dou Grandmaster at this age was already the result of investing a lot of resources.
Ordinary people without resources might not even be able to break through to Dou Grandmaster with such aptitude.
Based on Ai Lin's physical condition, Han Feng took out some medicinal ingredients from his storage ring and refined them on the spot with his bare hands.
In a few breaths, two fourth-grade pills were tempered and formed.
Han Feng placed them in Ai Lin's hand.
"One is the Three-Patterned Green Spirit Pill, and the other is the Heart Fire Body Tempering Pill. Use the Heart Fire Body Tempering Pill to temper your body first, and then use the Three-Patterned Green Spirit Pill to advance. You should be able to break through to nine-star Dou Grandmaster within a month."
Ai Lin looked at the pills in her hand in shock.
Real or fake? Refined so quickly?
"Don't space out. While I'm here, go and refine the Heart Fire Body Tempering Pill first."
"Oh!"
Ai Lin nodded quickly and walked into the room with the pills.
"By the way, remember to take off your clothes when refining the pill."
"Ah?"
"The heart fire will burn your clothes. Just put them back on after refining, or you can directly form armor with Dou Qi."
Ai Lin blushed and didn't speak. After closing the door, the rustling sound of undressing came from inside.
"Master, you are so good to Sister Ai Lin."
Lin Xian'er suddenly said.
Han Feng looked at his jealous disciple with a smile.
"Xian'er, Master isn't bad to you either, right?"
"I know."
Lin Xian'er said in a small voice.
Han Feng patted Lin Xian'er's head.
"Alright, don't be petty. Master is a person who is going to do big things. I won't have so much time to accompany you in the future. You have to learn to be independent too."
Lin Xian'er nodded.
"Master, actually I have grown up."
Han Feng laughed. "I know, Xian'er is no longer a little girl."
"Hmph."
Lin Xian'er cursed her master as a fool in her heart.
Han Feng immediately sensed his disciple's slight disrespect towards him in her heart.
"You."
Han Feng tapped Lin Xian'er's delicate nose.
Soon, the sound of heart fire burning came from inside the room. Ai Lin endured the pain of body tempering with some difficulty.
Han Feng didn't tell her the taste of heart fire body tempering, but how could becoming stronger be an easy thing?
Even taking shortcuts required paying a lot of things.
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"Mr. Han."
Miteer Teng Shan arrived late.
"Patriarch Teng Shan."
Han Feng greeted him.
"Does Mr. Han have any instructions for this visit?"
"There are indeed some things. I want to use the Miteer family's intelligence network to find someone in the Jia Ma Empire."
Miteer Teng Shan nodded.
"This matter is now handled by Ai Lin, and I will fully support it."
"Thank you."
Teng Shan smiled. "Sir, back when Old Hai and I decided to be loyal to you, there was no need to say that word."
Han Feng looked at Teng Shan.
The moment their eyes met, Teng Shan felt like he had been seen through, and his back instantly tightened.
"Patriarch Teng Shan, please take care of me in the future."
Han Feng said softly.
Teng Shan quickly bowed, not daring to have any small thoughts.
Just now, he was thinking in his heart about how to use Han Feng's momentum to further develop the Miteer family.
Han Feng didn't say much more. The patriarch of a large family always had to have some extraordinary qualities.
If he wasn't outstanding in strength, then he had to show ability in strategy and calculation.
The Miteer family started with business and had a natural talent for planning.
Therefore, it was no big deal for Teng Shan to have some small thoughts.
After paying his respects to Han Feng, Teng Shan withdrew honestly.
In the entire Miteer family, the ones who had some friendship with Han Feng were Hai Bodong and Ai Lin.
He, the patriarch, seemed like an outsider.
A moment later, Ai Lin walked out of the room.
She had changed into a light gray long dress. It was not as stunning as red, but added a kind of simple charm.
Han Feng checked the effect of Ai Lin's body tempering.
"It's okay. Although you will be busy during this period, you can't fall behind in your cultivation."
"Mm, I know."
Han Feng specially tempered her constitution. Ai Lin would not be unaware of the importance and rarity of this.
Don't look at it as just a fourth-grade pill, but with the addition of the Fallen Heart Flame's heart fire tempering, even a top-notch fifth-grade pill wouldn't have such a good effect.
Given Ai Lin's current cultivation as a Dou Grandmaster, this was already the most suitable body tempering pill.
"Then we're leaving."
Han Feng stood up and looked at Ai Lin.
Ai Lin clenched her hands tightly.
She had originally thought that she would never have the chance to see Han Feng again, and even if she did, the hope was slim.
That letter from years ago had already expressed the girl's feelings.
Han Feng smiled gently and nodded to her.
"There will be plenty of time in the future."
Ai Lin instantly froze in place, a fire seeming to jump out of her heart.
Han Feng turned and left, his white clothes rustling, his immortal posture peerless.
Lin Xian'er and Qing Lin followed behind him, one purple and one green, one on the left and one on the right.
Ai Lin stared at his back infatuatedly, her heart becoming more determined.
No matter where, she would silently wait.
As long as she could help him, they would not be considered separated.