Battle Through the Heavens: I Am Han Feng, Respect the Teacher and Value the Dao

When emotions reached their peak, they wounded the heart. The girl needed a long time to recover.

Han Feng felt sympathy and understanding for this pitiful child who shared his suffering.

In this life, he too had been born burdened with sin, though it had never been his wish.

The same was true for the girl.

The Calamity Poison Body could not be controlled by its host. The sins she had caused were not of her own choosing either.

Unfortunately, there was no medicine for regret in this world.

No, there should be!

Han Feng thought to himself. His transmigration and rebirth were the strongest proof.

It was only that they had yet to come into contact with the power that held such authority.

"Dou Di."

Inside a single-room wooden house in a village on the outskirts of the Monster Beast Mountain Range, Han Feng calmly spoke of the supreme Dou Qi rank of the Dou Qi Continent.

A trace of nostalgia filled his eyes as he murmured, "That is only a starting point."

Having experienced the power of a Dou Di, he was utterly certain that a Dou Di was not the end of cultivation. The power Tou She Ancient God unleashed in the end had far surpassed his own after advancing by consuming the Emperor Pill.

Only that kind of power was qualified to reverse time and space.

Han Feng took out the poisonous gas crystals he had collected earlier. Brilliant purple gas had condensed within the Dou Qi crystals, beautiful yet dangerous.

The companion poisonous gas of the Calamity Poison Body possessed the formidable power to devour other toxins.

At its root, the strength of this physique came from this "poison-devouring gas."

It could continue growing until it surpassed its host, eventually devouring the host in return.

The method Han Feng had obtained in his previous life for curing the Calamity Poison Body was not a standard answer, merely one approach explored by those before him.

Absorb poison into the body and condense it into a poison pill.

Once the poison pill was formed, one could freely control the poison-devouring gas and prevent its backlash.

This method was highly ingenious. Han Feng had studied it and discovered that it was likely an alternative cultivation method.

Unlike the cultivation path of the Dou Qi Continent, which transformed Dou Qi into liquid, then crystals, before assimilating it into one's body, the Poison Pill Method placed greater emphasis on nurturing the poison pill. The poison pill was equivalent to a cultivator's second life.

Thus, condensing a poison pill was no easy task.

Of course, once it was formed, the poison pill would grow alongside its host and provide immense assistance to the cultivator, equivalent to an acquired natal spiritual treasure.

It was somewhat similar to the path of the Flame Mantra.

Originally, Han Feng had not intended to study the Poison Pill Method in depth. After all, it involved poison and diverged greatly from the path followed by ordinary cultivators.

But today, having encountered the young Heavenly Poison Girl, Han Feng felt the urge to take her in out of compassion. Therefore, he would have to study the Poison Pill Method carefully.

Han Feng now somewhat understood what Teacher had felt back then.

Taking in a disciple was no easy matter. If one was responsible and wished to raise them into a capable person, the effort required was no less than cultivating diligently oneself.

The night passed. Han Feng had stayed awake studying the Poison Pill Method, while the little girl slept deeply. Including the time she had spent unconscious after her poison body awakened, she had slept for nearly an entire day and night.

By morning, the little girl finally woke up.

She suddenly sat upright and saw Han Feng meditating cross-legged beside the bed at first glance.

"You're awake."

"Mm."

The girl gave a soft hum, then fell into a dazed silence, as though she had lost her soul.

"Come on. Let's see the villagers off together."

At last, a trace of life returned to the girl's eyes.

She followed behind Han Feng and walked out of the room.

Starting with the girl's mother's corpse, Han Feng dug the pits while the girl buried the bodies and filled in the graves.

The girl did not yet know how to carve inscriptions on stone tablets, so Han Feng did it for her.

[Grave of Mother Lin Qiao'er]

The girl bowed again and again before her mother's grave. The tears in her eyes had already run dry, leaving only a resolute gaze to support her as she continued.

They buried the dead and erected gravestones for every household. The girl's frail body had long since reached its limit, but the resilience of her spirit was displayed perfectly at that moment.

Throughout it all, Han Feng merely helped her in silence and did not interrupt her determination.

After paying respects at the final household, Han Feng took the girl's trembling hand and led her out through the village gates.

"Take one more good look. There is still poisonous gas lingering here. I will seal off the surrounding area."

The girl stared blankly back at her hometown. It was now silent and utterly different from before.

At that moment, she finally understood with absolute certainty that her home was gone.

And she had destroyed it herself.

Han Feng took out the Tier Three Blood Pattern Fierce Tiger magic core and refined it with flames in his hand until it became liquid.

Blood Qi warded off evil. A ferocious and baleful object, when used differently, could also produce a positive effect.

Han Feng slowly raised his hand and used the magic core's spiritual liquid to draw a profound rune in the air.

Buzz!

The energy of heaven and earth in the surroundings was drawn in by Han Feng and poured into the rune.

When the rune's radiance reached its peak, Han Feng released his hand. The rune transformed into a massive formation that enveloped the entire village.

The air immediately warped, and the light bent around the formation's boundaries. The village's outline gradually faded away.

The girl watched the village vanish, and her heart felt completely hollow. Instinctively, she gripped Han Feng's hand tightly, like a drowning person clutching their final hope.

Within his broad, warm palm, her little hand felt exceptionally cold.

Han Feng lowered his head to look at the raggedly dressed girl. The sense of fate in the unseen grew stronger than ever.

"Let's go."

He turned around and took the girl away from her hometown.

Just as Yao Chen had once carried Han Feng in his arms and walked out of Han Family Village in the Black Corner Region.

Lin Xian'er

Considering that the girl's body had already reached its limit, Han Feng prepared to take her to the nearest Qingshan Town.

Moonlight gradually climbed the treetops.

Han Feng walked down the mountain alone, the girl in his arms curled up like a kitten.

In the depths of the forest, countless pairs of greedy eyes watched this lone human. Low beast roars seemed to issue commands.

Han Feng stopped and tilted his head slightly. Blue flames flared to life within his pitch-black pupils.

"Whimper—"

The beasts scattered in all directions and fled in panic.

The surroundings fell silent, as though insects and birds alike had ceased their cries when a top predator appeared in the wilderness.

The aura Han Feng had just revealed left no doubt that he had become the ruler of this region at that very moment.

However, this newly risen ruler of the Monster Beast Mountain Range had no intention of lingering here. He simply held the girl in his arms and walked farther away step by step.

Qingshan Town.

Morning mist hung in the air. Heavily armored soldiers stood watch at the sentry posts, responsible for monitoring the Monster Beast Mountain Range, clearly separated from the pedestrians coming and going below.

After entering the town, Han Feng first found an inn and placed the still-sleeping girl on a bed.

"You really can sleep, Little Girl."

Han Feng, who had gone all night without rest, sighed.

He stood beside the bed and watched the girl's peaceful sleeping face for a long while without moving.

What should he do next?

Han Feng felt somewhat lost.

In the legendary experiences of his previous life, there seemed to be no instance of him caring for a child.

Fortunately, the girl was not a baby. Otherwise, Han Feng would truly have been at a loss.

After thinking for a moment, Han Feng searched through his storage ring for medicinal ingredients, intending to refine some recovery pills.

Since the girl had not yet cultivated Dou Qi, she certainly could not refine high-grade medicinal pills. He could only use some gentler pills.

"I'm short on medicinal ingredients."

Han Feng looked somewhat helpless.

Before leaving Maple City, he had only prepared some commonly used medicinal ingredients. Even the lowest-grade ones had been meant for refining Tier Three medicinal pills.

When he refined pills for Gu Xun'er earlier, he had used up all the low-grade ingredients.

It seemed he would need to go out and buy more medicinal ingredients.

Han Feng glanced at the girl, who was still sleeping soundly, wrote a note that said, "I'll be out for a moment," and placed it on the table.

That should be fine.

Thinking this, Han Feng adjusted his clothes and stepped out of the inn.

Qingshan Town was not as crowded in the morning as Wutan City, but the vendors in the streets and alleys had already opened for business.

Han Feng first ate breakfast at a small food stall, then bought another portion to take back.

He asked the owner about medicinal shops in Qingshan Town and left behind an extra silver coin when paying as compensation for the directions.

Following the breakfast stall owner's description, Han Feng crossed several streets and arrived at the most prosperous central district of Qingshan Town.

Amid the crowded flow of people ahead stood the largest medicinal shop in Qingshan Town—Myriad Medicine Pavilion.

A group of mercenaries seemed to be preparing to enter the mountains together and were currently lining up outside Myriad Medicine Pavilion to buy medicine.

Han Feng approached and saw that the medicines sold by the Myriad Medicine Pavilion clerks were all ungraded medicinal powders. Their effects were far inferior to medicinal pills, but for low-level cultivators who could not afford pills, they were still highly cost-effective healing supplies.

A rich medicinal fragrance drifted through the air. With a light sniff, Han Feng immediately knew the composition of the medicinal powder.

Skylark Bamboo, Jade Dendrobium Liquid, honeysuckle...

The person who had prepared the medicine had a solid foundation in pharmacology.

With a trace of approval, Han Feng passed through the crowd and entered Myriad Medicine Pavilion.

The shop was simply furnished and gave off a refreshing feeling. A clerk was calculating accounts at the counter.

Since it was still early, aside from the mercenaries eager to enter the mountains, there were no other customers in the shop.

Seeing Han Feng enter, a clerk approached with a broad smile.

"Esteemed customer, what would you like to buy?"

"Daylily Flower, Purple Knotwood, and Mysterious Yin Fruit. At least ten years old."

"Certainly. Please wait a moment."

The clerk promptly found the three medicinal ingredients and placed them before Han Feng for inspection.

Han Feng examined their age and state of preservation, then nodded.

"Thirty portions of each."

"Right away!"

The clerk answered loudly. It was a great start to the day; his first sale had already brought in a considerable sum.

He immediately called over the others to help carry out the medicinal ingredients.

As the clerks worked together to bring out the ingredients, Han Feng inspected their quality one by one. Once they passed inspection, he stored them all in his storage ring and paid the full amount.

"Please come again, esteemed customer."