Mu Qingluan stood frozen in place.
Who does things like this? Opening his mouth and immediately talking about killing the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python tribe, one of the three great Magical Beast families.
Although the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python was the weakest among the three great Magical Beast families, being able to bear this title was enough to prove its power.
"Just a joke."
"Haha, Senior Brother, you just know how to scare me..."
Mu Qingluan lightly hit Han Feng, then walked towards the outside of the room with hurried steps.
"Then I'm going to sleep?"
"Go ahead, have a sweet dream."
Han Feng said with a smile.
The little girl ran out of the door and slipped into her own room like a wisp of smoke.
"Little girl, just a Nine Serene Deep Ground Python scared you like that."
Han Feng shook his head.
Although the person who wants revenge this time isn't me, and the target of revenge isn't the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python either.But this matter actually does have some relation to the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python. The Silver Mastiff tribe destroyed the Golden Lion tribe relying on the Nether Blood Tiger tribe.
And the Nether Blood Tiger tribe was a vassal of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python.
The matter of collecting Magical Beast essence blood was also related to the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python.
If the revenge was truly completed, perhaps the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python tribe would launch a crusade against Han Feng and the others.
Of course, Han Feng did not fear the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python.
If the other party didn't provoke him, consider them lucky; Han Feng would just go to the Yellow Spring, cultivate the Nine Serene Wind Flame to maturity, and be done with it.
But if the other party was blind and actively attacked, it wasn't impossible for Han Feng to catch two pets for Qing Lin.
As one of the three great Magical Beast families, the advantage of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python tribe lay in its extensive bloodline vassals.
Large numbers of offspring resulted in a very massive population.
Almost half of the Beast Region was included under the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python and its vassal tribes.
However, this also led to the low bloodline concentration of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python clansmen, and their individual strength was far inferior to the other two tribes.
The strongest patriarch was currently only a one-star Dou Saint.
Speaking of it, they were inferior to the Pill Tower.
Nothing more was said that night.
The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone into the Imperial City.
For some reason, cultivating within the Imperial City, the purple energy coming from the east was more abundant than outside.
Perhaps due to the Ancient Vermilion Bird City, the fire attribute elements here were richer, and the gathered natural energy became purer.
As everyone knew, winter in Vermilion Bird City was not too cold.
Han Feng and the others finished their morning exercises and ate the breakfast specially prepared by the Imperial City.
The taste of the breakfast was very good; produced by the Imperial City, the ingredients were rich.
Although Han Feng was a tier 9 Grandmaster Alchemist, he usually didn't cook.
If there was food, he ate; if not, he didn't.
Dou Saint powerhouses no longer needed to rely on food to replenish energy; breathing in the energy of heaven and earth was sufficient.
However, enjoying delicious food was a pleasurable activity for humans.
Han Feng did not intend to give up this habit.
After a brief rest, everyone prepared to set off.
Since Sikong Chan was still in retreat and estimated not to come out for a short time, Han Feng did not go to say goodbye.
His status allowed him to freely enter and exit the Imperial City, so naturally, there would be no inspections.
The spirit boat took off directly from the Imperial City square and flew towards the north under everyone's gaze.
The first stop of the destination was the Barbarian border.
After Han Feng set the navigation direction of the spirit boat, he called his disciple and said to her:
"Xian'er, the spirit boat will sail automatically. Rest at ease on the boat; I am going to pick up the people from the Golden Lion tribe."
"Okay, Master."
Han Feng nodded, took a step forward, and disappeared into the spatial tunnel.
Lin Xian'er walked around the cockpit and looked at the formation controlling the spirit boat; it was extremely complicated.
Fortunately, Master doesn't need my help driving, otherwise the boat would probably crash. The only one on the boat who could control spatial power was Xun'er.
Even if Lin Xian'er wore the Sky Phoenix Armor, she could not control spatial power.
After all, combat power was combat power, and laws were laws.
Lin Xian'er waited quietly in the cockpit, while Han Feng had already traversed space and arrived at the city where the Golden Lion tribe was located.
When he dropped off Jin Xi before, he conveniently left spatial coordinates to make it easy to return and pick them up now.
Inside the Golden Lion tribe's grounds, everyone was ready and could set off at any time.
Although they had lived in the Nanli Empire for many years and the stable life was very beautiful, this did not mean they had forgotten the original hatred.
The Silver Mastiff tribe killed the patriarch and most of the talented warriors in the tribe, leaving only women and children as slaves.
The surviving Golden Lion clansmen could never forget that tragic experience in their lifetime.
If this revenge was not taken, the Golden Lion tribe's blood and qi would not be at peace.
On the huge square, hidden sharp light existed in the eyes of all clansmen.
Jin Xi transformed her spirit into a blade and slowly walked in front of everyone.
In these past few days, the Golden Lion tribe practiced martial arts daily to prepare for the upcoming battle.
Today's drill was about to begin. Jin Xi, as the strongest existence in the Golden Lion tribe now, was responsible for guiding the clansmen's cultivation.
Personal guidance from a nine-star Dou Venerate; such opportunities were rare.
Under Jin Xi's cultivation, the strength of many clansmen advanced by leaps and bounds, and everyone's confidence was invisibly improved bit by bit.
"This set of combination Dou Techniques is still a bit lacking in connection. Don't be too fast, make the attacks softer. Don't think directly about exerting maximum power; reserving some leeway is very important."
While explaining, Jin Xi demonstrated personally. Several golden blade lights flew out of her body, transforming into clones to jointly display the combination Dou Technique.
However, before the first set of Dou Techniques was finished, Jin Xi suddenly stopped her hand movements and turned to look at the sky.
The clansmen were slightly stunned, wondering why the princess suddenly stopped. They followed Jin Xi's gaze and looked at the sky.
They saw a person standing in the void there at some point.
Han Feng walked down from the air step by step, looking at the Golden Lion tribe crowd with a smile.
"Very good, very spirited."
Jin Xi nodded gently and bowed to Han Feng.
"My Lord."
Han Feng looked around and found that the people in the courtyard had all arrived.
"Jin Xi, ask your clansmen to pack their things. We can prepare to set off."
Jin Xi's breathing stagnated slightly, and there was excitement in her eyes.
Is it finally time? After many years, the Golden Lion tribe would return to their homeland.
She waved her robe and turned to look at the clansmen.
"Everyone, it is time for us to return to the Beast Region."
Hearing this, all the Golden Lion clansmen in the courtyard bowed according to the tradition within the Golden Lion tribe, their eyes firm and fearless.
"Bring everything here with you. In the future, we may not return."
Jin Xi said.
The crowd immediately dispersed and returned to their respective rooms to start packing.
The preparations for moving had actually started a few days ago, so it didn't take much time for everyone to return to the square again.
"My Lord, we are ready."
Jin Xi said to Han Feng.
Han Feng nodded and waved his arm gently. A scroll flew out from his sleeve and slowly unfolded in mid-air.
The Mountain and River Map.
A quasi-tier 9 treasure personally refined by Han Feng.
"If you are ready, everyone go in. There is a small world inside where you can move freely."
Jin Xi was the first to step into it. Seeing the princess enter, the rest of the clansmen did not hesitate and followed one after another.
After all the Golden Lion clansmen entered, Han Feng put away the Mountain and River Map.
He looked around to ensure there were no omissions, then retracted the spatial marker from this place.
The Golden Lion tribe's lodging journey in the Nanli Empire came to an end starting today.
They were Magical Beasts originally and should return to their territory to gallop freely.
Han Feng took a step forward, his body traversing the void again, and returned to the flying spirit boat.
"Master, you're back."
Lin Xian'er immediately sat up from Han Feng's seat to make room for him.
"What? Sitting in the main driver's seat, did you want to fly the spaceship?"
"No, I was just looking."
Lin Xian'er said with a smile.
"Master, did you pick up the people?"
"En. Next is going to the Beast Region. You haven't been there yet, right?"
Han Feng sat down in the driver's seat, canceled the automatic navigation command, and began to input Dou Qi to take over the control of the entire boat.
"I haven't been there. What kind of place is it?"
Lin Xian'er imagined the scenery in the Beast Region; perhaps it would be different from what she had seen elsewhere.
A world dominated by Magical Beasts should be very primitive, right?
"The Beast Region is known as the Hundred Thousand Mountains. The area is extensive, and there are more types of Magical Beasts than you can count."
Han Feng said.
"Likewise, the unique environment in the Beast Region has cultivated many precious medicinal herbs. In the human world, many of these precious herbs have gone extinct and can only be found in the Beast Region, including some rare poisonous weeds."
Hearing this, Lin Xian'er's eyes suddenly lit up.
Extinct poisonous weeds?Sounds pretty good. Seeing that Lin Xian'er's interest suddenly rose, Han Feng smiled and continued: "Also, our target this time, the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python; their clan has a unique skill called the Emperor Python Heart Devouring Poison, known as one of the best strange poisons on the continent."
"It's just a pity that your cultivation base isn't enough right now. You have to wait until at least Dou Venerate to refine it."
Lin Xian'er immediately said: "Master, I have the Nether Poison Flame, no need to worry about the poison being too strong!"
"That won't do either. Wait until you break through to Dou Ancestor, then you can decide everything."
As Lin Xian'er's master, Han Feng had to ensure her safety.
Although Lin Xian'er was an adult, Han Feng was responsible for her constitution until she completely solved the side effects of the Woeful Poison Body.
"Bad Master, not letting me eat it but saying it out loud to tempt me."
Lin Xian'er said faintly.
Han Feng gently tapped his apprentice's head.
"I will help you get the Emperor Python Heart Devouring Poison this time, but you must refine it only after you complete the Poison Pill Method."
It was only because he was now a tier 9 Grandmaster Alchemist that he could solve the problem of the Emperor Python Heart Devouring Poison. If it were anyone else, even a senior tier 8 Alchemist Grandmaster, they wouldn't dare to guarantee they could solve it.
Although the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python tribe's own strength wasn't in the top tier, their methods emerged endlessly. The extreme yin and cold Yellow Spring Power, and the heart-devouring and bone-eroding world-class strange poison; being hit by any move was enough to destroy a peak Dou Venerate.
In the Beast Region, there was no lack of Magical Beast powerhouses with unique bloodlines who could beat the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python, but most Magical Beasts feared its poison, so they were cautious and dared not provoke it easily.
If Lin Xian'er wanted to completely refine the Emperor Python Heart Devouring Poison, Han Feng estimated she would need to be at least a mid to high-level Dou Venerate.
However, if she refined a low concentration of poison first, it wasn't impossible to try after breaking through to Dou Ancestor.
Possessing the Nether Poison Flame, Lin Xian'er's capacity to withstand poison actually far exceeded the previous possessors of the Woeful Poison Body.
If the host of the Woeful Poison Body who created the "Poison Pill Method" had possessed the Nether Poison Flame, perhaps they wouldn't have fallen.
The continent might have had one more illustrious Poison Saint.
After the spirit boat sailed past the border of the Nanli Empire, it began to enter spatial traversal mode.
Han Feng formed seals with both hands, and rich spatial power diffused, wrapping the entire hull within it.
Viewed from a distance, the spirit boat became looming and indistinct, as if it had already merged into the void.
Suddenly, a spatial boom exploded, and several deep spatial rifts appeared in the azure sky.
The spirit boat sped away towards the predetermined trajectory.
The Barbarian Territory.
A barbarian who was gnawing on residual bones looked up and gazed at the sky in horror.
The biological instinct from hunting Magical Beasts all year round created a crisis warning in his heart.
Something seemed to have swept over from above just now. Although it was only for an instant, that feeling was as if it could kill him at any time. The barbarian recovered from his horror, hesitated for a moment, put down the huge Magical Beast bone in his hand, and ran towards the earthen mountain camp in the distance.
He had to tell the King about the situation here. If possible, don't let the clansmen come here.
Obviously, this was a responsible barbarian.
Han Feng flew quickly past the Barbarian Territory.
This was a rather troublesome area. Because the environment was too barren, the Magical Beast families couldn't be bothered to manage it, thus giving the Barbarian tribe space to develop.
They relied on hunting some wandering groups of Magical Beasts to maintain their food and clothing.
This lifestyle pattern made them unable to settle in one place for a long time, so they changed locations frequently.
If there was a passing merchant caravan that was unlucky enough to encounter the Barbarian tribe, they had better ensure there were powerful guards in the team; otherwise, the people and goods would be carved up completely clean by the barbarians.
Although the barbarians looked like humans, humans did not treat them as the same species.
Firstly, their intelligence was uncivilized. Although they possessed powerful physical strength and tribal consciousness, their customs were too barbaric and backward.
Secondly, there was cannibalism among the barbarians. To a certain extent, they were already outside the moral scope of humans.
So Han Feng didn't even want to look at this kind of place, nor did he have the interest to travel and visit.
After about an hour, Han Feng and the others arrived at the edge of the Beast Region.
The journey between the Nanli Continent and the Beast Region would take at least half a month if traveling by ordinary flying vehicles.
But the speed of a Dou Saint shortened it by hundreds of times.
"Are we here so soon?"
Lin Xian'er looked at the scenery outside curiously.
Only after Han Feng stopped the spatial shuttle state could she walk onto the boat's deck and stick her head out to see the scenery outside.
Behind the thin mist were endless mountain ranges, like ocean waves, layer upon layer, with no end in sight.
This was the Hundred Thousand Mountains!
At this time, Mu Qingluan also ran out of the cabin and jumped joyfully on the deck.
"Going home!"
Han Feng smiled gently, standing at the bow of the boat, overlooking the scenery below.
"Beast Region, we have arrived."