Returning to the Seven Profound Sect! Complete Evergreen Skill, Han Li is Overjoyed!

Three months later.

On the official road from Lanzhou to Jingzhou, a carriage rolled along at a leisurely pace.

Inside the carriage, Han Feng sat cross-legged, his aura deeper and more prolonged than when he had left.

His nearly year-long journey had yielded far more than expected.

Now, his cultivation had reached the Thirteenth Level of Qi Condensation, just one step away from the legendary Foundation Establishment realm.

Beyond the surge in cultivation, he had also learned two new mid-grade elementary spells: the Wind Blade Technique and the Green Wood Shield.

One for offense, one for defense, filling the gap in his limited spell repertoire.

And that divine sense secret art, the Soul Annihilation Technique, had quietly broken through to the third layer.

With the Seven Profound Sword and several other magical tools at his side, Han Feng was confident he was already a formidable figure among Qi Condensation cultivators.

The carriage entered Jingzhou territory, and Han Feng didn't pause for a moment, heading straight for Colorful Clouds Mountain.

After nearly a year, the Seven Profound Sect remained unchanged.

Han Feng took the familiar path, cutting straight through the outer sect, ascending Setting Sun Peak, and arriving at the Sect Leader Hall.

"Master."

He bowed to the slightly hunched figure inside the hall.

Wang Juechu turned slowly. When he saw that it was Han Feng, the worry-laden face instantly bloomed with a genuine smile.

"You're back! This kid, gone for almost a year—you've kept your master waiting!"

He strode down the steps, looking Han Feng up and down, confirming he was safe and sound before letting out a heavy sigh of relief.

"How did your training journey go? Smoothly?"

"Decently. I experienced many things and met many people."

Han Feng answered vaguely, naturally not revealing everything about his cultivation.

"Good that you're back, good that you're back!"

Wang Juechu patted Han Feng's shoulder with satisfaction, his emotions running deep.

"The martial world is treacherous. You're still young. With your master here, I'll slowly teach you the ways of the world."

Han Feng nodded silently.

The principles of the mortal world were already etched into his heart. What he sought was the Great Dao beyond the mundane.

Wang Juechu seemed to remember something and spoke up again.

"Oh, by the way, I heard from that kid Li Feiyu that Divine Doctor Han from Divine Hand Valley is your cousin?"

"Mm, that's right, my elder brother."

"That cousin of yours is truly remarkable!"

Wang Juechu praised without restraint.

"His medical skills have surpassed his teacher!"

"Not long ago, Vice Sect Master Ma was ambushed by the Wild Wolf Gang while out on business. He was poisoned gravely, on the verge of death. None of the sect's physicians could do a thing."

"In the end, we had to ask your cousin to step in, and he dragged him back from the gates of hell!"

Vice Sect Master Ma?

Han Feng recalled some past events.

But none of that mattered.

What mattered was that he had been poisoned.

Ambushed by the Wild Wolf Gang.

A chill quietly rose from the depths of his heart.

It seemed that killing Venerable Golden Light early hadn't changed the broad course of history.

The Wild Wolf Gang had ultimately declared all-out war on the Seven Profound Sect.

And from his master's tone, the Seven Profound Sect seemed to be losing.

"Sect Leader!"

Just then, hurried footsteps sounded from outside the hall.

Vice Sect Master Wu entered with several Elders and Protectors, their faces all grim.

"What's the rush?" Wang Juechu's brow furrowed again.

Vice Sect Master Wu cupped his hands and reported in a low voice.

"Sect Leader, we've just received word. The Wild Wolf Gang sent a message—they say they don't want to keep fighting and hope both sides can sit down for negotiations!"

"Negotiations?"

Wang Juechu's first instinct was disbelief.

Over this period, the two factions had clashed in no fewer than dozens of skirmishes, large and small, leaving the Seven Profound Sect disciples battered and constantly on the defensive.

By any measure, the Wild Wolf Gang held an overwhelming advantage.

Under these circumstances, they would voluntarily propose negotiations?

There had to be a trick in this!

Vice Sect Master Wu didn't see it that way. Hot-tempered as he was, he slapped his thigh hard.

"What's there to fear!"

"If they want to talk, we'll talk! Are we, the Seven Profound Sect, going to cower before a pack of wolf cubs?"

"Negotiations it is—this is the perfect chance to probe their true strength!"

He stepped forward and volunteered himself.

"Sect Master, this subordinate requests permission to lead the team personally and face that Wild Wolf Gang leader!"

Several elders in the hall chimed in agreement, clearly fed up after being suppressed for so long, their anger simmering beneath the surface.

Watching this unfold, Han Feng's heart remained utterly calm.

He knew better than anyone that this so-called negotiation was, from start to finish, a meticulously planned massacre.

The Wild Wolf Gang had already laid an inescapable trap at the negotiation site, stockpiling a large batch of Military Repeating Crossbows diverted from the army.

Those crossbows were devastatingly powerful, with piercing force that even internal martial arts masters couldn't withstand.

In his past life's events, Vice Sect Master Wu had led over a hundred elite disciples to the meeting, only to be riddled with arrows from a volley of thousands, nearly wiped out to the last man.

That battle had directly crippled the Seven Profound Sect's strength.

It set the stage for the Wild Wolf Gang's later assault on the Seven Profound Sect's main headquarters at Setting Sun Peak.

"Master."

Amid the crowd's righteous indignation, a calm voice rang out.

Han Feng stepped forward.

"This disciple also wishes to accompany Vice Sect Master Wu."

In an instant, every gaze in the hall fixed on him.