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

"I'm leaving. I came to let you know."

Han Feng handed the front gate key to Garton.

Manager Garton looked deeply regretful. "Had I known Master Han was leaving today, I would've treated you all to a banquet yesterday!"

"No need for that. Keep working hard. The main family will see your efforts."

Han Feng left him with a final word of encouragement, but it sent Manager Garton's thoughts spiraling endlessly.

After leaving the Mittel Auction House, Han Feng's group of four arrived at the Flying Magical Beast Plaza and bought four tickets to the Imperial Capital.

They stepped onto the Thick-winged Bird and entered the pavilion-like compartment on its back. It was Qinglin's first time riding a Flying Magical Beast, and she looked around curiously.

"Qinglin, sit properly. Be careful not to fall later."

Ye Qingyun held Qinglin close, while Lin Xian'er snuggled into Han Feng's arms. As the command to take off rang out, the Thick-winged Bird slowly flapped its wings.

Snake People Tribe.

After the eight leaders gathered, they determined that Queen Medusa had most likely attempted to advance using a secret technique, only to fail and perish in the end.

Hua She'er suspected that Han Feng had something to do with it, but she had no evidence.

Moreover, the letter Medusa had left behind made it clear that they were not to clash with the Jia Ma Empire at this time.

Medusa knew Han Feng came from the Black Corner Region, so she had written the letter in advance to stop them. It had also prevented another large-scale war from erupting between the Snake People Tribe and the Jia Ma Empire.

What the Snake People Tribe needed now was rest and recovery, not a war against humans fueled by rage.

At this very moment, in the Snake People Ancestral Land.

A group of snake women knelt before the sacrificial ritual. The First Elder held a staff and chanted scriptures under her breath.

She intended to select a suitable vessel, then have the snake woman take the Snake Marrow Bone Transformation Pill after becoming pregnant.

That way, they could barely create a new Medusa.

Youth-Preserving Pill

Jia Ma Holy City, the capital of the Jia Ma Empire, was also known as the Imperial Capital.

Several centuries of history had given this nation, situated in a remote corner of the continent, a considerable foundation.

Jia Nan Academy, the prestigious institution renowned across the Dou Qi Continent, came to recruit students in the Jia Ma Empire every year.

Quite a few powerful experts had emerged from this place.

Perhaps the empire's top experts were no longer as dazzling as before, and it was currently in a low period in its history, but if neighboring nations wished to breach Jia Ma Holy City, they were simply dreaming.

One could say with certainty that so long as no major internal crisis arose, the Jia Ma Empire could continue for at least another century.

Unless something happened to Jia Xing Tian, the Peak Dou Huang, the position of the Jia Ma Imperial Family could not be shaken.

However, it was said that the current generation of Jia Ma Imperial Family descendants was incompetent. Jia Xing Tian had already given up on nurturing them and instead begun choosing an heir from the younger generation of his grandchildren.

None of that had anything to do with Han Feng. He rode a Flying Magical Beast down into the Imperial Capital Plaza and entered this ancient city once more.

The last time he came here in his previous life... well, this place was no longer ruled by the Jia family.

Han Feng left the flying plaza and asked a staff member for directions to the Mittel Auction House.

"This place is far more prosperous than Mo City."

Ye Qingyun sighed.

Lin Xian'er and Qinglin nodded, fully agreeing.

Even Black Rock City, which they had visited before and which was likewise one of the empire's ten great cities, was vastly different from the Holy City.

Perhaps any random passerby they stopped would belong to some prominent family or be some high-ranking official.

The streets were broad enough for several carriages to travel side by side, so even with the crowds, they did not feel cramped.

From time to time, patrols rode past on warhorses at an unhurried pace. Their bloodstained weapons gleamed coldly, and the martial spirit of the Imperial Capital was especially strong.

After crossing several streets, Han Feng and the others arrived at the headquarters of the Mittel Auction House.

Approaching from the east, Han Feng vaguely sensed that this entire street seemed to belong to the Mite'er Family.

Worthy of a family as rich as a nation.

Of the three great families in the Imperial Capital, if one were to ask whose position was the most stable, it was undoubtedly the Mite'er Family.

The Mu Family and the Nalan Family had to step aside.

"Hello, I'm looking for Hai Bodong."

The attendant froze for a moment, then quickly bowed. "I'm sorry, sir, but I don't know Hai Bodong. Is he your friend?"

"He should be living within the Mite'er Family."

"Ah? Then... please come this way, sir."

The attendant led Han Feng and the others to a VIP reception room, then said, "Please wait a moment. I'll ask my superior about Hai Bodong."

Hai Bodong's identity clearly had not spread yet, though the attendant's service attitude was quite good.

A few minutes later, the attendant returned to her post with a look of astonishment.

Hai Bodong did not seem to be an ordinary person. Even Eileen, the newly appointed manager, had decided to personally meet him.

"Mr. Han, it's been a long time."

Eileen knocked on the VIP room door. Her bright red dress made her look radiant and graceful.

"Eileen? You're here too."

Han Feng stood up and looked at her with some surprise.

"Thanks to you, sir, I was promoted by an important figure."

Eileen gave a light laugh and offered Han Feng a slight bow.

"Oh, right. This is a gift for you."

Han Feng remembered something and took a Treasure Box from his storage ring.

Eileen accepted it in surprise. She had thought her promotion in status was the gift Han Feng had given her, but she had not expected him to prepare something else as well.

"Thank you, Mr. Han. This is... a fifth-grade pill!"

Upon opening the Treasure Box, Eileen not only smelled the pill's fragrance, but also noticed faint rings of energy rippling outward from it.

"A Youth-Preserving Pill. Just a small token."

Eileen swallowed.

She swore that this was the most precious gift she had ever received in her life.

"I truly don't know how I could repay you, Mr. Han."

Her eyes shimmered with moisture, her expression brimming with charm.

"This is the gift I promised you. Why would you need to repay me?"

Han Feng smiled.

"Of course I need to repay you. I just don't know whether Mr. Han is willing to give me the chance."

As Eileen spoke, it seemed that even the desire in her eyes was becoming difficult to suppress.

Han Feng smiled and shook his head, speaking to interrupt her spellcasting.

"Alright, take me to see Elder Hai first."

Eileen lowered her head and gave a soft hum, turning around with slightly reddened cheeks.

"Please follow me, Mr. Han."

The group walked into the rear courtyard of the Mittel Auction House and followed a small path into the family grounds.

"Mr. Han, have you arranged a place to stay now that you've arrived in the Imperial Capital?"

Eileen asked.

"Not yet."

Han Feng had been waiting for her to make arrangements.

"Then stay with the Mite'er Family for now. There are plenty of vacant rooms, and the location is quite good."

This was exactly what Han Feng wanted, so he naturally nodded in agreement.

"Qingyun, take them to settle in later. I'm going to meet a friend, and it may take some time."

"Yes, Master."

Eileen pointed toward a small path ahead.

"Mr. Han, Elder Hai is waiting for you over there. I'll take them away first."

"Alright."

Their relationship had gradually grown more familiar, so there was no longer any need to be overly polite.

Eileen had clearly shown some special affection for Han Feng just now. Although Han Feng had not accepted it, the atmosphere between them had become somewhat more ambiguous.

Han Feng was a novice when it came to relationships between men and women, but his mind was very clear.

Choosing a Dao Companion required careful consideration. Being well-matched in family status was important. Not only did their strength and potential need to be comparable, they also needed to be able to help one another and grow together.

Eileen clearly did not qualify.

No matter how beautiful she was or how skilled she was at socializing, she could not keep up with Han Feng's pace.

If he accepted her confession, he would truly be harming her.

Han Feng understood that very well.

Walking down the path, Han Feng arrived at an elevated pavilion.

Hai Bodong was brewing tea and admiring the scenery there.

"Elder Hai."

Han Feng called out.

Hai Bodong froze, then hurriedly stood and looked toward Han Feng.

"Master Han, you're here!"

Hai Bodong was overjoyed and hurried toward Han Feng.

"Not bad taste. This place is arranged quite nicely."

Han Feng looked at the natural scenery around them and praised it.

This was the Imperial Capital, where every inch of land was worth a fortune. The Mite'er Family's wealth was obvious.

"I estimated that Master Han would arrive around these next few days, so I cleared this place out and have been waiting for you."

Hai Bodong walked alongside him.

"This used to be my tea pavilion, but that fellow Teng Shan occupied it for many years."

"You were gone for so long. Were you not going to let anyone else use it?"

Han Feng joked.

"Haha, Teng Shan used to be just a little follower. Who would've thought that he'd now become the head of the Mite'er Family?"

Hai Bodong sighed.

"Times have changed."

The two entered the pavilion. Hai Bodong raised a cup of hot tea and toasted Han Feng.

"Master Han, let me offer you a cup. Thank you once again for your help."

Han Feng smiled faintly. After drinking the tea, he said nothing more.

Turning his head, he took in the view of the Imperial Capital.

Autumn was nearing winter, and dusk had arrived.