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

Cultivators with the Green Wood Longevity Body had longer lifespans than ordinary people, and the Life Origin within their bodies was also far stronger. Through Wood-attribute Dou Qi, they could perform an extraordinary healing art whose effects far surpassed ordinary treatment methods.

If cultivators with this physique were placed in an imperial army or a super sect, they would be treasured like precious gems.

Once a Green Wood Longevity Body advanced to Dou Wang, they could draw upon the power of heaven and earth and summon a rain of living beings, directly healing allied forces over a wide area.

For an army, such an ability was practically divine.

The cultivation world was full of schemes and deceit, with battles to the death taking place every day. Who would not want a companion with a Green Wood Longevity Body at their back, ready to heal their wounds at any time?

Han Feng looked at Ye Qingyun with a newfound sense of empathy.

She clearly possessed powerful talent, yet it had been forcibly worn away by misfortune.

Although Han Feng did not have a special physique, after Yao Chen had provided him with an exceptionally strong foundation, his talent had become first-rate across the continent.

Unfortunately, this body's original owner had loved fooling around, and now its talent was too miserable to behold.

As for Ye Qingyun, her body had been overdrawn for too long, leaving her Green Wood Longevity Body half-crippled as well.

Han Feng withdrew his hand. Ye Qingyun seemed to awaken from a dream and opened her eyes dazedly.

"Master?"

"Stop overthinking. Since you have come to my place, just live here peacefully."

Han Feng helped Ye Qingyun to her feet.

"Go back and get some proper sleep. I am still waiting to taste your cooking tomorrow."

Ye Qingyun's face flushed faintly as she bowed to Han Feng.

"Master, thank you."

After saying those words sincerely, Ye Qingyun took the initiative to leave the room and shut the door with a click.

Han Feng smiled softly.

What kind of luck was this? He had actually picked up a Green Wood Longevity Body.

Though her physique was half-crippled, Han Feng believed it would not be difficult for Ye Qingyun to recover her Green Wood Longevity Body. In any case, it would be easier than restoring his own talent.

After all, the Green Wood Longevity Body was synonymous with "tenacity." As long as one still had a breath left, there was hope of recovery.

Han Feng rubbed his temples.

That added another task to his list.

He needed to help Ye Qingyun nurse her body back to health and restore her physique.

If he remained indifferent even to a Green Wood Longevity Body, it would be far too wasteful.

After pondering for a while, Han Feng wrote down several medicinal ingredients on a sheet of paper.

"I will have to trouble Supervisor Garton again."

As a stranger in a foreign place, he had no choice but to rely on local forces. If Han Feng had to search for those materials himself, it would give him quite a headache.

The night was as tranquil as water. For Ye Qingyun and her daughter, it was destined to be an extraordinary night.

For the first time, they slept in a clean and tidy room, no longer needing to worry about making a living the next day.

Holding Qinglin in her arms, Ye Qingyun gazed at the starry sky outside the window.

Perhaps misery in life was fated, but as long as one lived, one could encounter the beauty meant for them.

That night, Ye Qingyun forgot the nightmares of her past and slept peacefully.

In the morning, Han Feng awoke to a sweet fragrance drifting from the dining hall.

When he entered, Ye Qingyun had already prepared breakfast.

The Spirit Melon Porridge simmering in the pot looked quite appetizing.

Ye Qingyun put the lid on the pot and continued preparing the other dishes.

Han Feng no longer concealed his footsteps. Upon hearing the sound, Ye Qingyun turned around.

"Master, you are awake."

"I will bring you some hot water."

Ye Qingyun brought over hot water and attended to Han Feng as he washed up.

After washing up, Han Feng sat down to eat.

"Master, some of the dishes are not ready yet."

"You all can eat later. A bowl of porridge will do for me."

Han Feng took a sip of the Spirit Melon Porridge. It tasted quite good.

The Spirit Melons had been sent over by the Mittel Auction House, and they were of excellent quality.

With ingredients like these, they would taste good no matter how they were cooked.

Still, Ye Qingyun's cooking overall exceeded Han Feng's expectations.

At the very least, it was better than the food served in ordinary restaurants.

After finishing two bowls of porridge, Han Feng rose to leave.

"I will not be back for lunch. You can take care of yourselves."

"Oh, all right."

Ye Qingyun answered, then escorted Han Feng to the front gate.

"Master, please be careful."

"Mm, go back inside. It is cold out."

Han Feng waved his hand, telling Ye Qingyun to return indoors.

Autumn had grown deep, and the roadside in the morning carried a faint chill.

When he arrived at the Mittel Auction House, Han Feng saw the guard from yesterday.

"Mr. Han, you are here."

"Mm. I need to trouble you with something. Please inform Supervisor Garton that I have some medicinal ingredients I need him to help collect."

As he spoke, Han Feng handed the note in his hand to the man.

"All right, I will make sure it reaches him."

"Thank you."

Han Feng left the Mittel Auction House and headed toward the city gates.

The desert had a vast temperature difference between day and night. At this moment, there was no trace of heat at all. As Han Feng passed the Ancient Painting Shop from before, he caught sight of that mysterious old man still inside.

Without going in to greet him, Han Feng walked into the desert. The sand beneath his feet was extremely soft, sinking with every step.

Once he reached a place where no one would notice him, Dou Qi Wings spread from Han Feng's back. With a flap, he soared into the sky.

He had just walked in a straight line for roughly ten li.

Taking out a map, Han Feng marked his current starting point, then began flying around the outskirts of the desert to investigate.

In the early morning, the sun's rays had not yet fully descended, and the Fire Attribute energy in the desert was at a relatively low level.

Under such circumstances, if the Fire Attribute energy was still abnormal, it meant that something was indeed hidden there.

After flying several kilometers, Han Feng finally found an area with an obvious abnormality in its Fire Attribute energy.

He flew toward it, and Dou Qi crashed down like a streak of light, blasting a small pit into the sand.

"Screech!"

A third-tier Fire Rock Lizard fled in panic from the sand pit. It had merely overslept, only to nearly have its head smashed apart.

After the Fire Rock Lizard fled, Han Feng sensed the Fire Attribute energy in the area rapidly declining. He shook his head helplessly, flew back up, and continued searching.

After searching a full circle around the outskirts, Han Feng ruled out the possibility that Heavenly Flames were hidden there and continued deeper into the desert.

This was indeed an extremely tedious process.

But for the sake of Heavenly Flames, Han Feng could only repeat the dull search. It was not until the blazing sun hung overhead at noon that he found a place to rest briefly.

Marking and ruling out locations bit by bit on the map, Han Feng estimated that he could finish investigating the eastern region of the Tagor Desert within two months.

If there were none in the east, then he would have to go west.

That part of the Tagor Desert did not border the Jia Ma Empire, but rather the Luo Yan Empire and the Mu Lan Empire.

By then, more complications would likely arise.

At noon, the Fire Attribute energy in the desert rose to its peak.

Han Feng did not waste the opportunity. He sat in meditation and cultivated, steadily advancing his Dou Qi.

After completing the Flame Mantra in the Black Corner Region, Han Feng had advanced to the Seven-star Dou Emperor realm. After cultivating until now, he had nearly reached the middle stage of Seven-star Dou Emperor.

Though the next two months would be spent searching for Heavenly Flames, he could also make use of the favorable time and terrain of the Tagor Desert to cultivate his Dou Qi.

He should be able to reach the late stage of Seven-star Dou Emperor within two months.

After cultivating for an hour, Han Feng resumed his work. He took a different route back to Mo City, marking locations continuously along the way.

By the time he returned near Mo City, the sky had already darkened.

Since it was the first day he had left the house in the care of the three women, Han Feng was somewhat uneasy, so he still had to return at night to check on them.

Once things stabilized, he planned to spend the nights in the desert.

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Ye Qingyun had cooked a full table of dishes. She was unsure of Han Feng's preferences, so she made a little of everything.

She did not know when Master would return.

Ye Qingyun walked to the front gate and looked toward the end of the road.

Beneath the moonlight, the figure she had longed for finally appeared.

She hurried over to Han Feng and bowed. "Master, you have returned."

"You do not need to wait outside the gate from now on. It is not safe."

Han Feng spoke gently.

"Yes."

Ye Qingyun had acted that way today because she wanted to see Han Feng too badly.

For the man who had taken her in and did not despise her daughter's bloodline, Ye Qingyun wanted to treat him better at every moment.

The two entered through the gate, and Lin Xian'er and Qinglin came running over as well.

"Master, you are back!"

"Uncle Han!"

Seeing the innocent and adorable expressions on the two girls' faces, Han Feng smiled and rubbed their heads.

"Come, let us eat."

After Ye Qingyun reheated the food and brought it to the table, Han Feng and the two girls were already seated and waiting to begin.

"Today, we officially welcome Qingyun and Qinglin into our family."

He raised his cup in greeting, and Lin Xian'er immediately raised hers as well.

"Welcome, welcome!"

Qinglin happily held her cup with both hands and raised it in imitation.

Only Ye Qingyun looked somewhat embarrassed.

It was one thing for children not to understand, but how could she not know that servants and masters were not supposed to sit at the same table?

Seeing that Ye Qingyun was still restrained, Han Feng smiled. "What are you standing there for? Come over quickly."

Even if Ye Qingyun resisted Han Feng's words, she still obeyed.

The reason she resisted was because the notion of status and hierarchy had been carved into her bones. She had once enjoyed boundless glory in Mo City, but now she was as lowly as an ant.