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

"Come on, Miss Gu. We need to head back."

Han Feng took the little girl's hand, and the two of them walked step by step toward Wutan City.

Ling Ying watched everything from the shadows and let out a faint sigh.

Ever since they had settled down in the Xiao Family, he had never seen Young Lady this happy. Yet this was merely the most ordinary wish of a three- or four-year-old girl.

Perhaps the Patriarch had truly been wrong. Though Young Lady was no ordinary person, she was still a child who hoped to have her family by her side.

The Patriarch had missed Young Lady's childhood. Would he regret it in the future?

Ling Ying did not dare speculate too much about the Patriarch's thoughts. He continued following them, silently guarding Gu Xun'er's side.

After returning to Xiao Mansion, the Little Girl dragged Han Feng into her room. Only after they had eaten dinner together was she willing to let Han Feng leave.

Helpless, Han Feng first accompanied the little girl for a meal, then was invited by Xiao Zhan to attend a second banquet.

That night, Han Feng began working on some matters of his own.

He had promised to make Gu Xun'er a gift. He had not had any ideas before, but after spending the afternoon with her, he seemed to understand what the Little Girl wanted.

Han Feng used Soul Power to inscribe the amusing memories of his past life onto a scroll of Azure Spirit Wood.

This was a special spiritual material capable of enduring Soul Power engraving. Some precious Pill Recipes and Dou Techniques were recorded using this spiritual material together with Soul Power.

Not only could it contain detailed insights, but it could also let viewers feel as though they were personally experiencing the scenes.

Its drawback was that it had a limited number of uses. Once that limit was exceeded, the Soul Power engravings would dissipate.

Thus, Han Feng added a setting to the Azure Spirit Wood. New anecdotes would only unlock after a period of time, effectively extending its usable lifespan.

Otherwise, he worried that Gu Xun'er, this little homebody, would finish reading it all in several days and nights without pause.

Meanwhile, Gu Xun'er was also making a gift. Holding a piece of fine Red Incense Wood, she carved it with great care.

Its shape vaguely resembled an ornament.

"Feng..."

Gu Xun'er wore a look of complete concentration as she softly murmured his name.

Though the Little Princess's craftsmanship was still lacking, the effort she poured into it was no less than Han Feng's.

Just like that, Gu Xun'er continued crafting until deep into the night, only falling into a deep sleep when she could no longer resist her exhaustion.

After finishing the Record of Anecdotes from Past Life, Han Feng felt somewhat emotional. His experiences in his past life had truly been bizarre.

For the remaining time, Han Feng sat in meditation and entered a cultivation state. At the Seven-star Dou Huang realm, he was not among the best, but he was better than most.

With this body's aptitude, normal cultivation would take roughly three to four years to reach the Nine-Star Dou Huang realm.

As one of the mainstream breakthrough-type pills on the continent, this body had already taken an Imperial Pill, so it could not take another.

There was little hope of advancing rapidly in a short time.

In the cultivation world, there were not actually that many shortcuts. Most cultivators had to accumulate their cultivation step by step.

Even Han Feng in his past life had merely enjoyed a smooth path, encountered few bottlenecks, and broken through faster than others.

As for suddenly gaining several stars at once, that had never happened.

No one had an easy journey. Everyone had their own hardships.

Of course, although Han Feng's cultivation was not as high as it had been in his past life, the confidence and calmness engraved in his bones could not be erased. Temporary speed could not determine one's ultimate achievements. He believed that he could once again stand at the pinnacle of the world.

The night was long. After cultivating Dou Qi for two hours, Han Feng began circulating the Taiyi Soul Art to cultivate his Soul Power.

On the Dou Qi Continent, ordinary cultivators could not come into contact with soul cultivation techniques at all, nor did they place much importance on Soul Power.

However, for alchemists, cultivating Soul Power was indispensable.

Once any alchemist reached Rank 7, they had to elevate their Soul Power to the Spirit Realm if they wished to advance to Rank 8.

The soul realms of the Dou Qi Continent were divided into four major realms.

Mortal, Spirit, Heaven, and Emperor.

Ninety-nine percent of cultivators only possessed Mortal Realm Soul Power throughout their lives.

Rank 8 Alchemists, however, were all in the Spirit Realm and could refine pills born with innate spirituality.

If one could cross beyond the Spirit Realm and reach the Heaven Realm, it meant they possessed the qualifications to become a Rank 9 Alchemist.

As for the Emperor Realm, that was not something ordinary people could play with.

Over the past thousand years, how many people had the Hall of Souls killed? How many Soul Bodies had they collected? The number was incalculable!

Yet even so, it had only supplied Nihility Devouring Flame with enough resources to advance to an Emperor Realm Soul.

Without vast resources and a powerful background, no one could hope to advance to the Emperor Realm through personal cultivation alone, even in an entire lifetime.

Han Feng's current Soul Power realm could barely be considered Great Perfection of Mortal Realm.

Combined with soul techniques, he could Fight Dou Zong.

If he broke through further into the Spirit Realm, even Dou Zun experts could be fought.

This was his confidence.

Therefore, Han Feng was not worried about his cultivation progress. He only needed to advance step by step.

A night passed, yet Han Feng remained refreshed and full of energy.

The benefits of cultivating a soul art showed themselves at this moment.

It greatly reduced the time needed for sleep and improved cultivation efficiency.

The servants delivered breakfast on time. Different from yesterday's fare, it tasted quite good.

Xiao Zhan had not publicized Han Feng's presence, and the secrecy had been handled quite well. The servants only assumed he was an old friend of Xiao Zhan's and treated him with great respect.

When they met that morning, Han Feng saw Xiao Zhan beaming with joy.

"Patriarch Xiao, what happened today that has you smiling so happily?"

Xiao Zhan walked over with a cheerful grin, making no attempt to hide it.

"A letter of invitation from the In-laws. They've invited us to visit the Imperial Capital."

He had only just received the letter and was still holding it. He handed it to Han Feng to inspect.

"Nalan?"

Seeing the family emblem on the envelope, a trivial memory flashed through Han Feng's mind.

"Whose wedding is it?"

"Yan'er's. It's the childhood betrothal arranged when he was young."

Xiao Zhan shared the happy news.

He had originally thought that, with the Xiao Family in decline, this marriage would likely come to nothing.

Yet he had not expected the Nalan Family to take the initiative and send an invitation. This showed that they did not look down on the Xiao Family in its current state!

Han Feng looked surprised.

Another fresh development. He had never heard Xiao Yan mention this in his past life either.

Looks like that kid has quite a few secrets hidden away.

Han Feng smiled and offered his congratulations, but did not investigate the matter further.

A Highly Educational Lesson

After parting with Xiao Zhan, Han Feng headed to Gu Xun'er's residence.

The Little Girl seemed to have just gotten up, and the hair over her forehead was somewhat messy.

The moment she opened the door, her dazed eyes widened at once.

"Mr. Han, you came so early!"

She hurried back into the room and hastily put away the "treasure" on the table. She did not want Han Feng to see the gift before it was finished.

Sharp-eyed Han Feng pretended not to notice anything, his face revealing an indulgent smile.

After stuffing everything away in a mess, Gu Xun'er finally turned around and smiled at Han Feng with elegance, though not without embarrassment.

"Hurry and wash up. Time for breakfast."

Han Feng opened the window, letting the sunlight from the garden stream into the room.

"After breakfast, I'll take you somewhere."

Gu Xun'er picked up a towel and wiped her face. Her fair cheeks, tinged with pink, were like those of a porcelain doll.

"Where are we going?"

Han Feng smiled. "Eat first."

After Gu Xun'er finished breakfast, Han Feng once again took her hand and headed toward the city gate.

Just as Gu Xun'er thought they were going to visit some scenic spot outside the city, Han Feng instead led her into a small shop by the gate and sat down.

"Huh?"

Gu Xun'er glanced at the unremarkable shops around them, then looked at Han Feng curiously.

"What are we doing here?"

Han Feng pointed at the people passing in and out of the city gate early in the morning.

"Take a guess. What do these people do?"

Hearing this, Gu Xun'er looked toward the city gate. Her gaze carefully examined the passersby. After watching for quite a while, she said, "Some are mercenaries, some are merchants, and some are farmers."

"On the Dou Qi Continent, these are the most numerous kinds of people. They have no cultivation, or their cultivation is weak. There is little they can do, yet they work hard every day and live fulfilling lives."

Han Feng asked again, "Do you know why your father sent you to the Xiao Family?"

Gu Xun'er blinked. The first thing that came to mind was, Father sent me to the Xiao Family because I was tasked with obtaining the Xiao Family's ancient jade!

But she could not tell Han Feng that, so Gu Xun'er pondered for a moment before shaking her head.

Han Feng only smiled at this, then began speaking of his own experiences. "I was born into an ordinary family. I might originally have become one of these people, but unfortunately, before I had even learned to speak, my family was massacred."

Gu Xun'er was no ordinary child. She listened intently to Han Feng's story.

"Later, a cultivator rescued me. He discovered my extraordinary talent for cultivation and led me through the gates of cultivation."

"He was my Teacher and my adoptive father. He was Yao Chen."

"I was much naughtier than you when I was young."

Han Feng looked at Gu Xun'er as he spoke.

"My Teacher indulged me in everything. Whatever I wanted, he gave me."

"Do you know what the consequence of that was?"

Gu Xun'er shook her head.

"I was spoiled rotten. I became arrogant, reckless, and looked down on everyone. I nearly committed a grave mistake."

Surprise appeared in Gu Xun'er's eyes. She could not imagine that Han Feng had such a past.

He was clearly such a gentle person. How could he have once been arrogant, reckless, and contemptuous of everyone?

She could not picture it.

"Later, my Teacher took me traveling through the Mortal World. Over ten years, we traveled across the continent and witnessed every facet of human life. At the time, I did not truly understand those things, but my temperament did become more restrained."

"My Teacher used ten precious years of his life to teach me a principle."

Han Feng looked at Gu Xun'er and said in a very serious tone, "To cultivate, first cultivate your character."

Gu Xun'er's eyes were somewhat hazy.

Han Feng rubbed her little head and smiled.

"Perhaps this is what your father hopes for as well. Only those who have experienced the Mortal World will not forget their original intentions after growing up."