Huihui's Invitation

But after Fengyun broke through to the realm of Lifting the Light as if Heavy, he could truly cultivate battle qi in the daily routines of walking, sitting, lying down, and resting.

It was just that this method of cultivation consumed a great deal of energy, which was why his eating habits as an ordinary person were even wilder than those of Lin Lei, a Dragon Blood Warrior.

Now that he had obtained the Blood Boil potion, he naturally drank a bottle to test its effects.

A moment later, Fengyun muttered happily, "Very good. Even after taking Blood Boil and making my battle qi grow faster and more violently, the increased battle qi remains completely under my control."

"At this rate, I will definitely break through to become a Level Seven Warrior within a year!"

After reaching the realm of Lifting the Light as if Heavy, the minor bottlenecks before Level Seven no longer meant much to him. Once he accumulated enough, he would naturally break through.

Breakthroughs at every level after Level Seven would also be much easier for him than for ordinary people. Thus, with Blood Boil, he was confident that he could reach Level Seven within a year.

As for after Level Seven...

A potion like Blood Boil, which could be mass-produced to a certain extent, had its limits. After Level Seven, it would no longer have much effect, just as Body Strengthening Potion became useless once it raised a warrior's physical attributes to Level Six at most!

Thinking of Body Strengthening Potion, he unconsciously swallowed. According to its description, using the stuff was extremely painful. To raise one's physical attributes to Level Six with it, a warrior had to be disciplined enough and train hard enough.

Otherwise, once their physical attributes reached Level Four or Five, warriors would likely be unable to endure the pain of taking Body Strengthening Potion and the increasingly slow rate of improvement, causing them to give up.

"Ah... after Level Seven, if I want to rely on external resources to cultivate quickly, I'll need to be part of the core ranks of the major powers to enjoy that kind of treatment!"

"If only I had transmigrated directly into the Yulan Royal Family or the O'Brian royal family. With a good background, who knows how much easier my path of cultivation would be!"

Then Fengyun thought of his parents in the Dark Alliance. A faint smile crept onto his face, and he shook his head, no longer dwelling on such meaningless thoughts.

He had just left the Special Warfare Camp and was considering finding a backup intelligence point to send Daili a message, letting her know that he needed an emergency contact to relay intelligence, when a flash of fiery red appeared before his eyes.

He looked closely and immediately recognized the red-haired girl he had saved in the Monster Mountain Range a few days ago—Huihui.

"What a coincidence, Brother Fengyun. We meet again!"

Seeing the trace of nervousness on Huihui's pretty little face, Fengyun thought, A coincidence?

As an undercover agent, although he spent most of his time cultivating, there was no way he would fail to see through the concealment of a naive little girl.

Ever since they had met in the Monster Mountain Range, he had felt that something was off about this girl. He could clearly sense her enthusiasm and interest toward him.

However, she had not shown any hostility along the way, nor had she made any suspicious moves from the time they left the Monster Mountain Range until they parted after eating in the city. For a time, Fengyun had wondered whether he had been undercover for too long and had developed a bit of a persecution complex.

But he had only just left the Special Warfare Camp when he "coincidentally" ran into her like this. If there was nothing fishy going on, he would eat the Light Shadow Blade he had just forged!

Although he was unsure what she was planning and remained highly vigilant, Fengyun showed not the slightest flaw on the surface as he smiled. "Oh, it's Huihui. What a coincidence indeed!"

"Why did you come to the Special Warfare Camp? Do you have any friends or relatives here?"

A faint blush appeared on Huihui's adorable face as she said, "Hahaha... no, I was just taking a walk nearby and happened to come here!"

Because of its rather complicated nature, the trainees who left the Special Warfare Camp did not necessarily join the Ace Knight Order. Instead, under the Church's arrangements, they would join other Church institutions and put their talents to use, so the camp had been built directly within Finley City.

However, although the camp was located in the city, it was ultimately a military organization. The surrounding buildings were sparse, with no scenic value or entertainment whatsoever.

After saying that, Huihui looked at the scattered buildings around them and also felt that her excuse seemed rather inappropriate. But she did not mind at all and continued, "Brother Fengyun, may I invite you to my home as a guest?"

"My parents originally wanted to send gifts here directly as thanks, but I felt that wasn't sincere enough, so I wanted to invite you to my home as a way of thanking you."

Ever since Fengyun had gotten used to saving people in the Monster Mountain Range, more and more nobles had come to thank him. Fengyun had no interest in receiving them one by one, and as a military organization, the Special Warfare Camp was not somewhere just anyone could enter.

Therefore, when nobles sent gifts in thanks, they would usually entrust the camp's external affairs personnel to deliver them, while both sides would take the opportunity to conduct some joint publicity and gain a bit of reputation.

Aside from the first few times, this hero who saved people had not participated in such matters at all. He would simply collect the nobles' gifts of gratitude after everything was over, so he truly did not know how Huihui's family had handled it.

Now that he heard Huihui's request, his first instinct was to refuse. After all, he had not yet sent Daili the message requesting contact. But suddenly, Huihui darted in front of him, grabbed his hand, and asked, "Can you?"

Looking into Huihui's crimson eyes, which held thirty percent nervousness, thirty percent unease, sixty percent anxiety, eighty percent hope, and eight hundred percent charm, Fengyun subconsciously felt that perhaps, maybe, he should attend the banquet and see what was going on.

After all, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation. If he did not figure out the reason and it led to some unforeseen trouble, it would definitely be a major mistake in his undercover career.

"Sure!"

Upon hearing Fengyun agree, Huihui revealed a brilliant, delighted smile and said cheerfully, "That's great! Then hurry and come back with me to meet my parents, Brother Fengyun!"

"They've been waiting for you for so long. The food is probably already cold!"

Fengyun asked doubtfully, "For so long? Cold?"

Realizing that she had let something slip, Huihui laughed awkwardly. "Well, you're my lifesaver, after all. After my parents suggested inviting you to our home as thanks, I volunteered to come and take you back. But who would have thought that I wouldn't see you for three straight days, Brother Fengyun!"

"Hahaha... I finally caught you today!"

As she spoke, she was completely unaware that she had once again said something she should not have.

For no apparent reason, Fengyun more or less understood that this invitation probably involved no schemes or intrigue. His identity had not been exposed at all; it was simply that a rather straightforward young girl wanted to thank him for saving her life!

Although there were still some strange aspects to it, it was probably more or less that simple.