"You master and disciple are good, breaking through together."
Feng Xian flew high into the sky, looking at the two helplessly.
Yao Chen smiled faintly and opened his right hand.
Powerful Dou Qi of the Half-Saint realm flowed, mixed with the power of laws, representing that he had broken through the limit of the Saint Realm.
From today on, others could call him Saint Yao.
Of course, Yao Chen didn't care much about this title.
Feng Xian looked curiously at the Dou Qi flowing in Yao Chen's palm.
"Is this the Dou Qi of a Half-Saint expert?"
Sure enough, there was a big difference from Dou Venerate.
"What, want to try?"
Yao Chen glanced at his old friend and laughed.
"Okay!"
Feng Xian was eager to try.
Fighting against a Half-Saint expert was an experience he had never had.
Although he knew he couldn't win, experiencing the strength of a Half-Saint expert was not bad.
Anyway, fighting with Yao Chen, there would be no danger to his life.
Feng Xian retreated a distance, waved his hand, and nine flying swords flew out from the different space.
A smile appeared on the corner of Yao Chen's mouth, and he casually shot a white Dou Qi.
The speed of the Dou Qi was not very fast, but Feng Xian had a premonition that he could not dodge this attack no matter what.
The next second, he assumed a defensive posture.
Nine flying swords flew around Feng Xian, forming a defensive sword formation.
"Nine Swords Defense!"
Boom!
Yao Chen's Dou Qi bombarded Feng Xian's defensive sword formation. Almost instantly, cracks appeared on the sword formation.
Feng Xian turned pale with fright. Before he could react, Yao Chen's Dou Qi pressed him and the sword formation down together.
Damn it!
Actually so strong!
Feng Xian used all his means, constantly manipulating the flying swords to attack that wisp of Yao Chen's Dou Qi.
Finally, before falling to the ground, Feng Xian gritted his teeth and roared. A huge sword light flew out from his body, offsetting Yao Chen's Dou Qi.
"Huff! Huff!"
Feng Xian stepped on the ground with both feet, panting heavily, feeling a sense of overdraft weakness.
He tried his best to deal with it, but he barely blocked a casual blow from a Half-Saint expert.
This was still under the circumstance that Yao Chen held back.
How did Feng'er defeat the Half-Saint of the Hall of Souls before?
Feng Xian couldn't help thinking in his heart.
Even if Feng'er's cultivation realm was much higher than his, compared with a Half-Saint, the gap was probably still huge.
Han Feng came to the ground and helped up the sweating Feng Xian.
"Uncle-Master, Teacher just broke through the realm, maybe he didn't control the strength well."
He comforted.
Feng Xian wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"It's okay. This fits the power of a Half-Saint. If it were too weak, I would feel it was nothing special."
"Yo, still stubborn."
Yao Chen flew down from the sky, looking at the somewhat embarrassed Feng Xian, and laughed out loud.
Feng Xian curled his lips, "If you have the ability, let your disciple fight with you."
"Let me tell you, before breaking through to nine-revolution Dou Venerate, he defeated more than one Half-Saint of the Hall of Souls!"
"Oh? Is there such a thing?"
Yao Chen looked at Han Feng in surprise.
According to Feng Xian, Han Feng defeated a Half-Saint with a law domain just by relying on the cultivation of an eight-revolution Dou Venerate.
This is too incredible.
"Not as exaggerated as Uncle-Master Feng said. Just killed a low-level Half-Saint."
Han Feng said modestly.
The other Second Heavenly Venerate Gu You, whose strength was a high-level Half-Saint, would cost Han Feng a lot to defeat at that time, so he just played tricks on him.
Listening to Han Feng's calm words, Yao Chen, who only had low-level Half-Saint cultivation, felt a chill on his back inexplicably.
What do you mean just killed a low-level Half-Saint!
How many do you want to kill?
"Feng'er, have you already taken action against the Hall of Souls?"
"Mm, after Teacher went into seclusion, I led everyone to launch the first attack on the Hall of Souls."
Han Feng said to Yao Chen.
"So fast? How was the result?"
"All according to plan, can be said to be quite satisfactory."
Yao Chen raised his eyebrows slightly.
Already killed a Half-Saint of the Hall of Souls, and still say "quite" satisfactory.
This kid is too modest.
"Any reaction from the Hall of Souls recently?"
Yao Chen continued to ask.
Han Feng had been working in the Burning Flame Valley recently and didn't know much about this, so he looked at Feng Xian.
"There is indeed movement, and it's not small."
Feng Xian looked serious and said slowly.
"Many forces in the Western Region have been attacked by the Hall of Souls. Wherever the Hall of Souls passed, vitality was gone. This time, they are collecting soul bodies openly."
Doing so was most efficient, but also easy to attract hatred.
Previously, the Hall of Souls acted secretly, wrapped in a layer of mysterious veil, but now they were unscrupulous.
Yao Chen nodded solemnly.
It seemed that Han Feng's actions indeed caused the Hall of Souls to suffer considerable losses; otherwise, they wouldn't be so urgent.
"According to my investigation, the Hall of Souls is also recruiting troops recently, absorbing Dou Venerate experts in the Central Plains, giving powerful Dou Skills and cultivation techniques."
Feng Xian shook his head.
"I'm afraid it won't be long before the strength of the Hall of Souls will further improve instead."
Yao Chen looked at Han Feng, "Feng'er, what do you think we need to do now?"
"Do nothing."
Han Feng answered quickly.
"Are we just going to let the Hall of Souls be presumptuous like this?"
"That's not it. It's just that the Soul-Exterminating Division can handle this matter. The Falling Star Pavilion, including the Skyfire Pavilion, should not get involved."
Han Feng said.
This move by the Hall of Souls was not only to make up for losses but also to lure out the Soul-Exterminating Division.
If other forces opposed the Hall of Souls at this time, they would inevitably be regarded as mortal enemies and involved in that humiliating war before.
Hearing this answer, Yao Chen nodded.
"Then let's do it this way."
This matter was led by Han Feng. Yao Chen asked about the details but would not interfere too much.
"Today is a good day. We have to celebrate well."
Feng Xian said very happily.
Yao Chen breaking through to Half-Saint was not only related to him personally but also crucial to the entire Falling Star Pavilion and even the alliance centered on Han Feng.
At least in facing the Hall of Souls, they had greater confidence.
No need to let Han Feng carry everything alone.
"Feng'er, go call Qingluan. That girl has been in her room recently, don't know what she's doing."
Feng Xian said to Han Feng.
Han Feng nodded and agreed, turned around, and flew down the mountain to find his junior sister.
Feng Xian and Yao Chen stood together, looking at the beautiful scenery in the distance.
"Old guy, when will you announce your return?"
Feng Xian asked.
Yao Chen smiled gently.
"Wait a bit longer. Disappeared for so long, suddenly returning, I really hesitate a bit."
"You are the number one alchemist on the continent. Many experts in the Central Plains remember you. If you announce your return, our power will also expand rapidly."
Feng Xian said.
Hearing this, Yao Chen fell silent.
In the current situation, expanding power was indeed necessary.
Feng Xian's words were quite pertinent.
He always had a way of managing forces.
Yao Chen believed that as long as he announced his return, Feng Xian could make the strength of the Falling Star Pavilion improve rapidly.
However, doing so seemed still not enough...
"I plan to go to the Pill Tower to have a look."
Yao Chen said suddenly.
Feng Xian was startled upon hearing this.
"Pill Tower! Have you thought it through?"
With Yao Chen's alchemy skills, if he wanted to join the Pill Tower, it would be easy.
Back then, Yao Chen participated in the Pill Gathering, suppressed the heroes, won the championship in one fell swoop, and was then invited to join the Pill Tower to be cultivated as one of the three giants.
It was just that he refused himself.
Yao Chen nodded.
"The current situation is indeed quite dangerous. If there is help from the Pill Tower, Feng'er's pressure can also be reduced a lot."
"But going back now, they..."
Now the three giants of the Pill Tower are in their prime. As the actual managers of the Pill Tower, whether they will give way to Yao Chen is hard to say.
Moreover, as the only force in the Central Plains that can be on par with the Hall of Souls, the Pill Tower has strict rules.
Even if Yao Chen is a Half-Saint now, it is still impossible to ignore the rules of the Pill Tower.
Since he actively refused back then, if he wants to go back now, he must be inferior to others.
Feng Xian frowned slightly. He didn't want Yao Chen to suffer this grievance.
"It's okay. Even being an elder is quite good."
Yao Chen was quite optimistic.
Feng Xian sighed.
"If you have made up your mind, then I can't persuade you. However, the Pill Tower force requires members to maintain neutrality. After you join the Pill Tower, it will be difficult for the Falling Star Pavilion to borrow your fame."
"Isn't there still Feng'er?"
Yao Chen comforted.
"Feng'er's current alchemy skills are no worse than mine. With him here, it is still very easy for the Falling Star Pavilion to grow."
Feng Xian was silent for a while.
"Forget it, discuss this with your disciple."
Yao Chen smiled bitterly.
"So you are still opposing?"
Feng Xian replied unceremoniously: "I don't want to see you suffer grievances in the Pill Tower!"
"Wait and see, Feng'er definitely thinks the same as me!"
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Back mountain residence. Han Feng came to Mu Qingluan's residence.
"Qingluan, are you inside?"
Han Feng knocked on the door.
"Yes, wait a moment!"
A messy sound came from the room, followed by hurried footsteps.
Creak.
The wooden door opened a small crack, and Mu Qingluan stuck her head out from inside.
"Senior Brother?"
Han Feng raised his eyebrows slightly.
"What are you doing?"
"N-nothing!"
Mu Qingluan's face instantly turned crimson.
A strange fragrance came out from the crack of the door. Han Feng sniffed gently, and his eyes became a bit strange.
"You..."
"Senior Brother! Aiya!"
Mu Qingluan stamped her foot and pulled Han Feng in.
Bang!
The wooden door closed tightly, and a faint candle was lit in the room.
That strange fragrance became stronger.
Han Feng sighed softly.
"Junior Sister, I told you before that the dosage of pills needs to be strictly controlled, right?"
Mu Qingluan lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong.
Han Feng looked at his junior sister like this, feeling helpless.
He really wanted to say, look at Tang Huo'er, not much older than you, but she has already refined a Heavenly Flame alone.
Han Feng patted Mu Qingluan's head.
"Alright, follow me. Uncle-Master called you to eat together."
"Ah? But I'm still..."
Mu Qingluan hugged the bountiful fruits on her chest with both hands and said shyly.
Han Feng tapped lightly, and a group of sea-blue water droplets flew out from his fingertips and submerged into Mu Qingluan's body.
"This can relieve it, but the pills must be stopped later."
Han Feng finally couldn't hold back and flicked Mu Qingluan's forehead.
"You focus on cultivation honestly later. If Uncle-Master knows, I will also be scolded."
"Oh, got it."
Mu Qingluan covered her forehead and said pitifully.
The senior brother and junior sister walked out of the room and flew to the top of the mountain together.
Feng Xian and Yao Chen had already arrived at the pavilion by the cliff and sat down. The two stopped arguing now, seeming to wait for Han Feng to come back as a judge.
"Teacher."
Han Feng and Mu Qingluan called to their respective teachers one after another.
"You girl, finally willing to come out?"
Feng Xian glanced at Mu Qingluan and laughed.
Mu Qingluan smiled awkwardly.
Fortunately, Senior Brother didn't expose her.
"Feng'er, your teacher just said he wanted to go to the Pill Tower. What do you think?"
"Pill Tower?"
Han Feng looked at Yao Chen in surprise.
"Teacher, didn't you refuse to join back then?"
"Yeah, so going now isn't just looking for trouble?"
Feng Xian spread his hands.
Yao Chen sighed.
"Feng'er, the Hall of Souls is powerful. Now it's just small fights. In the future, if the Hall Master of the Hall of Souls takes action, only the Pill Tower has the strength to block it."
Han Feng walked up to Yao Chen and bowed slightly.
"Teacher, I understand your concern."
"The Hall of Souls is indeed powerful, but we are not weak either."
"Your disciple is more powerful than you think."
Yao Chen's eyes moved slightly.
"Regarding the Pill Tower, I have planned long ago."
"In a few years, it will be the Pill Tower's Pill Gathering. Disciple will win the first place in the Pill Gathering and become famous all over the world."
"At that time, I can act as a bridge for the alliance with the Pill Tower."
Yao Chen was silent for a long time, then smiled with relief.
"You guys one by one... Alright, then I won't go to the Pill Tower to toss about."
"See, I told you, Feng'er is on my side."
Feng Xian laughed.
Yao Chen rolled his eyes at him.
Han Feng continued:
"Although the three giants of the Pill Tower are powerful now, Teacher, you have also taken a critical step now. Ninth-grade pills, presumably you can also try to refine."
"As for developing forces, just let Uncle-Master do it."
Hearing this, Feng Xian nodded with a smile.
"I have this toil life. Although my strength is not as good as you two, there are places where I can play a role."
Mu Qingluan listened in confusion.
What are the teachers talking about?
"Alright, look at you guys, focusing on saying these things, Qingluan is confused. Let's eat quickly."
Yao Chen waved his hand.
Feng Xian laughed: "Wait!"
He took out a token and sent a notification, letting the chefs down the mountain bring the food up.
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After dinner, the four masters and disciples enjoyed the sunset glow together. Feng Xian began to educate his disciple, and Yao Chen also chatted with Han Feng.
"Teacher, next month is Little Junior Brother's Three-Year Agreement. We have to take time to go to the Misty Cloud Sect."
"I remember. How is that kid now?"
"Pretty good. Should have broken through to high-level Great Dou Master now."
The cultivation techniques and Dou Skills Xiao Yan practiced now, including his Dou Qi level, which one didn't crush the successor of the Misty Cloud Sect?
This Three-Year Agreement might not be anything in the eyes of others, but for Xiao Yan, it was a battle to regain dignity for his family and relatives.
Yao Chen smiled and nodded: "Unknowingly, that kid has also grown up."