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

"A human Dou Emperor—I really should thank you properly."

Meanwhile, Han Feng continued flying as he surveyed the area.

Since he had alerted the Snake People Tribe, he had to finish searching the nearby regions quickly. Otherwise, once the female Dou Wang spread the news, his search would become much more difficult.

Still, getting his hands on two pots of Ice Spirit Cold Spring had made this trip worthwhile.

Though his methods of robbery had been somewhat vile, if those snake people were clever enough, they should be able to notice something from the sealing technique he had left behind. In the future, they would not let so much Ice Spirit Cold Spring spill during transport, avoiding unnecessary waste.

As for whether they could figure it out, Han Feng had no interest in worrying about the intelligence of those snake women. Though he upheld the principle of fairness, that depended on the target.

After learning of Ye Qingyun's experiences, Han Feng did not have a good impression of the Snake People Tribe.

Two Fingers Transform Mountains and Rivers

The fifteen-day journey soon came to an end. Since Han Feng had promised to return, he put away the map he had only explored less than halfway and headed for Mo City.

Fate did not favor him simply because he was special. Han Feng had not found even a trace of the Green Lotus Core Flame.

Though he had been full of anticipation when making his plans, reality was still reality.

Finding the Green Lotus Core Flame would not be so easy.

Yao Chen had shared with Han Feng his experience of obtaining the Bone Spirit Cold Flame. Everyone knew it might be born in the Gods' Fall Ice Plains, yet countless experts had searched for a full eight years without finding anything.

In the end, the Bone Spirit Cold Flame had practically run into Yao Chen itself, allowing him to refine it as he wished.

The current situation was very similar to what Teacher had described. There had long been rumors of the Green Lotus Core Flame in the Tagor Desert, yet after decades, no one had discovered it.

They had given up, and that was where Han Feng's opportunity came in.

Mo City, the courtyard residence.

It was afternoon. Ye Qingyun and Lin Xian'er were both cultivating Dou Qi in their rooms, while Qinglin was reading beginner's books.

Han Feng quietly returned home without disturbing the three girls.

Upon entering his room, Han Feng was surprised to find several Heavenly Origin Flowers on the table.

The flowers were planted in pots, and the soil was slightly damp. Clearly, someone had tended to them every day.

"They've already been delivered?"

Eileen had promised that the Heavenly Origin Flowers would arrive within half a month, and she had delivered them as promised.

But he seemed not to have paid yet.

Han Feng smiled helplessly, plucked the Heavenly Origin Flowers, and began cultivating Heavenly Origin Finger.

The desert environment was unsuitable for growing Heavenly Origin Flowers. He should use them as soon as possible to avoid wasting their Medicinal Power.

After cultivating for an entire afternoon, Han Feng refined two Heavenly Origin Flowers and successfully tempered the middle finger of his left hand.

The further this technique was cultivated, the more Heavenly Origin Flowers it required—an exponential increase. This was because it was not merely one finger being tempered; the previously tempered fingers had to be refined together to achieve mutual connection.

"Two Fingers Transform Mountains and Rivers!"

Han Feng silently recited the formula. Dou Qi gathered along different meridians into the two fingers of his left hand.

A silver-white glow lit up at his fingertips. The two meanings of transformation and creation lay within a single thought.

To use One Finger Opens Heaven and Earth, one had to comprehend the intent of opening heaven and earth to create a new scene.

And to use Two Fingers Transform Mountains and Rivers, one had to understand the changes in the principles of the world. Mountains and rivers were merely outward appearances.

Han Feng had long understood these principles. Now that the time had come, he brought his fingers together in a sword finger and pointed toward the sky.

The finger light shot out through the window, swiftly rising into the air and vanishing into the clouds.

"Transform."

Han Feng murmured.

The finger force shifted within the clouds, stirring the surrounding moisture into constant friction as strands of lightning began to gather.

Rumble!

The finger force finally triggered natural lightning, and a peal of thunder resounded in the sky.

"Create."

Splash!

Every drop of rain in the clouds came pouring down, forming a torrential downpour.

Han Feng spread his arms and welcomed the rain he had created.

That was it. The two meanings of transformation and creation—sometimes, as long as one understood the principles, one could easily grasp the changes of all things in the world.

Tap, tap, tap!

Ye Qingyun suddenly ran out of her room and rushed through the front gate.

Han Feng was puzzled. What was his little maid going out for?

He followed her out of the room and saw Ye Qingyun hurriedly gathering clothes.

"What kind of weather is this? Why did it suddenly start raining for no reason?"

Ye Qingyun muttered to herself, only to spot Han Feng when she turned back toward the house.

"Master?!"

"When did you get back?!"

Han Feng smiled awkwardly. "Just now."

A delighted smile appeared on Ye Qingyun's face.

"It's a good thing Master came back early. If you'd returned any later, you might have gotten caught in the rain."

Han Feng looked at the two strands of dark hair stuck together against Ye Qingyun's forehead. Parts of her clothes were soaked as well.

"I'll dry these clothes for you."

An inexplicable sense of guilt took hold of Han Feng, making him feel that he should take the initiative and do something.

"Ah? No, no!"

Ye Qingyun's face flushed as she waved her hands repeatedly. The clothes she had brought in were all women's clothing, including undergarments.

Having Master dry those things would be far too embarrassing.

Han Feng awkwardly froze with his hand suspended in midair, while Ye Qingyun ran away with a red face.

"Master, I'm going to take a bath first."

The little maid hugged the bundle of dripping wet clothes, leaving a trail of water stains across the floor.

Han Feng looked at the heavy rain outside and sighed.

Making it rain was easy, but making it stop was not so easy.

"I still need more practice."

After giving himself that assessment, Han Feng picked up a mop and began mopping the floor.

Since he had made the water, he had to clean it up himself.

After Ye Qingyun finished bathing, she checked the time. It was almost time for dinner.

In the living room, Lin Xian'er and Qinglin were being affectionate with Han Feng. The two little girls sat on either side of him, leaning against his thighs.

"Teacher, did you encounter anything in the desert?"

"I encountered a large lizard. It had a very long tongue."

"Uncle Han, what did you eat in the desert?"

"Dry rations. Sometimes I'd have meat for an extra meal."

The one adult and two children chatted idly until dinner was served, only then stopping their conversation.

Dinner was lavish. Ye Qingyun's cooking had grown increasingly impressive, and when Han Feng tasted it again after fifteen days, he was genuinely amazed.

Could the Green Wood Longevity Body also be a cooking physique?

After Han Feng praised his maid's cooking, Ye Qingyun was overjoyed.

After dinner, Han Feng began checking Lin Xian'er's studies.

The little girl was very diligent. She read the books he gave her every day, and she answered every spot-check question correctly.

Lin Xian'er had not fallen behind in her Dou Qi cultivation either. In half a month, she had risen another stage of Dou Qi. She was now a small expert at the Third Stage of Dou Qi.

After checking Lin Xian'er's studies, there was still an adult on the other side whose progress needed to be tested.

Only Qinglin had it easy.

"How is your technique cultivation going?"

Han Feng went to Ye Qingyun's room and asked.

"It's going quite smoothly, but there are some parts of this Dou Technique that I don't understand."

Ye Qingyun humbly sought Han Feng's guidance.

After seizing her chance to cultivate, she had become extremely diligent. She understood that this world was one where the strong preyed on the weak, and only strength could keep others from bullying her.

Han Feng explained everything to her one by one. Seeing how seriously she studied, he felt deeply gratified.

Such an ordinary and happy life was hard to come by. Once they left Mo City and followed Han Feng back to the Black Corner Region, they would understand that there were even crueler places in the world.

So they had to work hard now. Han Feng did not have much time to wait for them.

He hoped Ye Qingyun and Lin Xian'er could grow stronger as soon as possible. At the very least, by the time he left the Northwest Continent to travel afar, they would have the strength to protect themselves.

After teaching Ye Qingyun, Han Feng returned to his room and took out the map of the Tagor Desert to study it carefully.

He had searched the east for so long without any clues. Perhaps he should change directions.

He decided to gamble on his luck once more. After setting out next time, he would begin searching from the south.

This time, he would definitely find it!

Han Feng encouraged himself inwardly.

Origin Returning Marrow Condensing Pill

Early the next morning, Han Feng set out again after breakfast. He first went to the Mittel Auction House, intending to buy supplies and pay for the Heavenly Origin Flowers.

"Mr. Han, you're back!"

Manager Garton immediately came out to greet him.

"Manager Garton, were you the one who delivered the Heavenly Origin Flowers?"

"Yes, it was me. After Lady Eileen sent the items to our Mo City branch, I immediately delivered them to your residence."

Han Feng took out a card.

"Then let's settle the payment."

"This..."

Manager Garton gave a bitter smile. "Lady Eileen never told me how much they cost."

Han Feng froze for a moment before helplessly putting away the gold card.

"Fine. I'll go see her in person later."

"Oh, right, Mr. Han. There's news about the medicinal ingredients you wanted."

Manager Garton said.

"So soon?"

Han Feng was surprised. It had not even been a month.

"Ha ha..."

Manager Garton said somewhat sheepishly, "Actually, when I used the family's connections to search for the ingredients, Lady Eileen found out. Then she began helping as well. News came two days ago that you only need to wait another two days. The ingredients will soon be delivered to Mo City."