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

Han Feng smiled and shook his head. "Her..."

He had not paid a single coin, yet she had provided such thorough service.

The next time they met, he would have to thank her properly.

Originally, theirs had merely been a straightforward transaction of money, but since she had refused payment and even increased her investment, Han Feng could not be too stingy either.

After leaving the Mittel Auction House, Han Feng strolled through the commercial district, bought a few things, and brought them home.

The medicinal ingredients would arrive in a few days. There was no need for him to leave in such a hurry. Once he finished refining the Rank 6 Pill, he would go all out to find and subdue the Green Lotus Core Flame.

When Han Feng returned home, Ye Qingyun was washing pots and bowls.

"Master?"

Seeing Han Feng return, Ye Qingyun set down the bowl in surprise, dried her hands, and went to help him carry his things.

"Weren't you leaving?"

Han Feng set down what he had bought and said, "Something came up. I'll leave after I'm done with it."

"Take a look. I bought these for you all."

It was his first time buying things for the little maidservant, so he did not know whether she would like them.

But seeing the delighted expression on Ye Qingyun's face, Han Feng smiled.

"I'm going back to my room first. You should hurry and cultivate too. While I'm here these next couple of days, ask me more if there's anything you don't understand."

"Alright, thank you, Master."

Ye Qingyun called after Han Feng. There was a little more intimacy in her voice and a little less reverence.

Life at home was very peaceful, and the daily routines of the four of them were quite regular.

Han Feng had wanted to take the whole family out for some fun, but Ye Qingyun was still somewhat timid.

Even though she had found solace for both body and mind again, Mo City still cast a huge shadow over her heart.

Whenever she went out to buy groceries, she had to wrap herself in a headscarf, covering her beautiful face and long green hair tightly before leaving.

Seeing this, Han Feng did not force her. He merely said that once he finished his business, he would take them to visit other cities.

He understood well that everyone had their own difficulties.

Not to mention Ye Qingyun—even he himself still did not dare return to Starfall Pavilion, did he?

Such wounds could only be slowly stitched together by time.

That day, as Han Feng was eating the delicious breakfast Ye Qingyun had made as usual, a visitor arrived outside the front gate.

"Mr. Han! Mr. Han!"

Mitel Garton shouted from outside, his voice carrying a hint of ingratiation.

"Coming."

Ye Qingyun took the initiative to run and open the door. Han Feng did not remain seated either, going out with her to receive the visitor.

"Manager Garton, why are you here so early today..."

After opening the door, Han Feng's words halted.

Beside Manager Garton stood a woman with an elegant bearing. She wore a crimson cheongsam embroidered with golden patterns, her golden hair pinned up in a bun. Her eyes and brows held an enchanting, captivating charm.

"Miss Eileen?"

"Mr. Han, Eileen has come uninvited today. I hope I haven't disturbed you."

Mittel Irene gave Han Feng a slight bow, then glanced at Ye Qingyun and smiled with a nod.

"How could it be a disturbance? Come in quickly."

As Han Feng spoke, he also had Ye Qingyun prepare some tea.

Once Eileen saw Ye Qingyun leave, she teased, "Only a few days have passed, and Mr. Han already has such a lovely beauty by his side to add fragrance to his sleeves. How enviable."

"Miss Eileen's visit today is what others would truly envy."

"Mr. Han can just call me Eileen."

Chatting and laughing, the two entered the side room.

Ye Qingyun brought over freshly brewed tea. After serving it to them, she took the initiative to close the door and leave.

After taking a sip of hot tea, Han Feng and Eileen got down to business.

"Mr. Han, these are the medicinal ingredients you requested. I prepared two portions of the more common ones. As for the rarer ones, I only managed to obtain one portion for now. If you need more, I'll prepare them again."

Han Feng accepted the storage ring and swept it with his Soul Power. After confirming that everything was correct, he took out a gold card.

"You've truly troubled yourself this time. Deduct however much I owe from this."

"Mr. Han."

Eileen suddenly said resentfully, "Are you being so formal because you look down on Eileen?"

"One thing is one thing."

Han Feng spoke seriously.

"Alright."

Seeing that Han Feng's attitude was firm, Eileen could only accept the gold card.

"You came rather suddenly this time. I had originally wanted to prepare a gift to thank you."

Han Feng said with a smile.

Eileen's somewhat dejected mood immediately brightened with surprise. Her lips curved upward as she looked at Han Feng.

"I'm looking forward to Mr. Han's gift."

"But Mr. Han, don't decide not to prepare it just because I came today."

Han Feng laughed heartily.

"Don't worry. Once I'm done with what I have on hand, I'll definitely prepare a proper gift of thanks."

After their conversation ended, the two walked out of the side room.

Eileen did not disturb Han Feng any longer, but said that she would remain in Mo City for the next few days and that he could seek her out if anything came up.

After seeing Eileen off, Han Feng said to Ye Qingyun.

"I'm going into seclusion to refine pills next, so don't worry about me."

"Alright, Master."

Entering the cultivation chamber, Han Feng shut the doors tightly.

The Myriad Beast Cauldron flew out of the Nether Sea Storage Ring and landed steadily in the center of the secret chamber.

Taking out the storage ring Eileen had given him, Han Feng raised a hand. Precious medicinal ingredients flew out one after another, hovering in orderly rows in midair.

Han Feng ignited the Sea Heart Flame. The liquid-like fire blazed fiercely beneath the Myriad Beast Cauldron.

The pill he was about to refine was called the [Origin Returning Marrow Condensing Pill], a Rank 6 Pill. Its effect was to condense special origin veins within the body, protecting fragile meridians while improving the efficiency of Dou Qi circulation.

What Han Feng valued was precisely the origin veins of the Origin Returning Marrow Condensing Pill.

Having refined a Heavenly Flame before, Han Feng knew very well that the truly dangerous part was not capturing the Heavenly Flame, but swallowing this thing containing terrifying energy into his body and struggling against it within himself.

It was equivalent to exposing his most vulnerable place to the Heavenly Flame.

Therefore, condensing origin veins and strengthening the meridians within his body were extremely important.

Han Feng had long since committed the Pill Recipes for the Origin Returning Marrow Condensing Pill to memory. Sitting cross-legged, he threw the first medicinal ingredient into the cauldron and began refining it.

In the blink of an eye, two days passed. Inside the Myriad Beast Cauldron, a multicolored embryonic pill slowly rotated.

Han Feng formed seals with both hands.

"Condense!"

A vast amount of Soul Power surged into the Myriad Beast Cauldron. The embryonic pill trembled violently as the Sea Heart Flame crashed upward like waves, wrapping around it.

The entire secret chamber was filled with blue firelight. Han Feng brought his palms together.

Buzz!

The embryonic pill was refined to its limit, suddenly erupting with a burst of yellow light.

Powerful energy ripples spread wildly in all directions. Fortunately, Han Feng had prepared the secret chamber beforehand. Wave after wave of energy struck the barrier, causing no major damage outside.

By then, dark clouds had slowly gathered in the sky.

Han Feng's eyes snapped open, and he raised both palms toward the heavens.

"Pill Release!"

Boom!

A pillar of yellow energy shot into the sky, echoing the phenomenon above.

Everyone in Mo City was drawn by the strange sight, marveling over what exactly was happening.

Some sharp-eyed people had already begun arranging for an investigation.

At the Mittel Auction House, Eileen stood on the roof, gazing at the yellow pillar of energy piercing the heavens with a slightly dazed expression.

"A heavenly phenomenon... a Rank 6 Alchemist..."

Even though she had repeatedly overestimated Han Feng's status, he had still given her an enormous surprise today.

A Rank 6 Alchemist!

A realm that no one in the entire Jia Ma Empire had attained!

Even Fa Ma, the president of the Alchemist Guild, could only sigh in helpless admiration.

Outside Han Feng's residence, Manager Garton panted as he ran nearby. When he personally confirmed that the pillar of energy was rising from within, he stumbled and fell to the ground.

Good heavens, he had actually lived to see a Rank 6 Alchemist.

Recalling his previous interactions with Han Feng—his humble manner, his gentle words... Manager Garton seemed to reach a mental climax. His chest rose and fell, and the expression on his face could only be described as fanatical.

He had to seize this chance to cling to such a powerful backer. Even death could not make him let go!

The lord of Mo City was a veteran Dou Ling.

He stared in the direction of Han Feng's residence, frowning in thought.

"Just who is this person?"

As a warrior stationed at the empire's border, he naturally remained wary of anything beyond his control.

However, since this alchemy master had openly refined pills within the city, he presumably was not a furtive sort.

The Mo City lord ordered his subordinates to investigate the alchemy master's details—when he had entered the city, who had come with him, whom he interacted closely with in daily life, and so on.

Besides the many people within Mo City who had been drawn by the phenomenon, there was also some movement at the Ancient Painting Shop outside the city.

The old man emerged from the underground secret chamber, shaking off the frost covering his body as he looked up at the towering yellow pillar of energy within the city.

His aged eyes narrowed slightly as Hai Bodong murmured, "A Rank 6 Alchemist..."

He shut the doors of the Ancient Painting Shop tightly and headed toward Mo City.

Inside the secret chamber, Han Feng held the Rank 6 Origin Returning Marrow Condensing Pill, a faint smile appearing on his face.

With this, along with the two jars of Ice Spirit Cold Spring he had obtained by chance, his equipment for refining the Heavenly Flame was complete.

All that remained was to find the Heavenly Flame.

With one concern settled, Han Feng stored the pill in his storage ring and opened the secret chamber doors.

Outside the secret chamber, Ye Qingyun shielded Lin Xian'er and Qinglin behind her, looking worriedly toward the chamber.

How could she have ever witnessed such a commotion? It was even more destructive than tearing down a house.

Lin Xian'er, on the other hand, was quite calm. She looked up at Ye Qingyun and said, "Aunt Ye, don't worry. Master will definitely be fine."

The secret chamber doors opened at that moment.

Han Feng emerged unscathed. Looking at the three people not far away, he smiled and said, "Sorry, the commotion was still a little too big."