Li Feiyu: The Seven Profound Trio Takes the Field, We'll Leave Not a Single Wolf of the Wild Wolf Gang!

"Brother Li, I've got a few minor spells here too—I'll give them to you as well!" Han Feng spoke again.

As his voice fell, he patted the storage bag hanging at his waist and produced several more items.

A thin booklet.

A blood-red long saber artifact emanating a faint baleful aura, and what looked like an unremarkable gray cloth bag.

"Right, this is an artifact. The Control Object Technique Doctor Mo left behind before—that's used to control things just like this!"

Han Feng handed over the blood-red long saber.

This was merely one of the spoils of war he had obtained after slaying the Chu Brothers, an ordinary Low-Grade Artifact, and he still had several more himself.

"And this, it's called a storage bag."

He picked up the gray cloth bag and showed it to Han Li.

"Don't let its size fool you, the space inside is huge. Just probe it with your divine sense, then infuse it with spiritual power, and you can store and retrieve items. Things put inside will automatically shrink, which is very convenient."

Han Li looked dazzled as Han Feng pulled out these fairy-family treasures, cultivation techniques, spells, artifacts, and storage bags that he had only ever heard of in legends...

For a moment, he was actually at a loss for what to do.

Any single one of these items, if circulated among the mortal pugilistic world, would be enough to stir up a storm of blood and slaughter.

Yet his own cousin had just gifted them to him so casually.

A warm current surged in his heart.

His cousin truly treated him well!

"Brother Feng, these things of yours... are all too precious, I..."

Holding the complete Evergreen Skill while gazing at the artifact and storage bag before him, Han Li didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Ah, what are we brothers talking about this for!"

Han Feng waved a dismissive hand and shoved the items wholesale into Han Li's arms.

To him, these things really amounted to nothing.

Furthermore, the value of these Low-Grade Artifacts and basic spells, coupled with the storage bag and that complete Evergreen Skill, fell far short of a single Thousand Year Spirit Medicine that Han Li could cultivate over a period of time using the Little Green Bottle.

It didn't even amount to a tenth or a hundredth of a Thousand Year Spirit Medicine's worth.

Yet for Han Li right now, what he lacked most were precisely these introductory items that could allow him to truly step through the gates of cultivation.

Besides, at this moment Han Li had no inkling whatsoever of just what heaven-defying value his little bottle capable of accelerating plant growth truly represented.

Han Li stopped declining; he knew that the bonds between brothers could not be measured by such things.

He took a deep breath and picked up the gray storage bag.

Following Han Feng's example, he tried probing it with a trace of divine sense, then mobilized the spiritual power within his body and slowly injected it.

The next moment, a hazy space roughly the size of a cubic chang appeared within his perception.

With a thought, he placed the medicine hoe in his hand inside.

Swish!

The medicine hoe vanished out of thin air.

With another thought, the medicine hoe reappeared in his hand.

"This..."

Han Li's face was filled with novelty and shock.

Such god-like methods gave him a much more direct understanding of the Cultivation World.

He picked up the blood-red long saber artifact again and, following the method of the Control Object Technique, cautiously drove his spiritual power.

Hum...

The blood-red long saber emitted a slight tremor, waveringly suspended itself in the air, barely half a foot off the ground.

Though unstable, it really was flying!

This sensation made Han Li's face flush with excitement.

From this day forward, he was no longer a mere mortal who could only rely on martial arts and poisons; he was an Immortal Master capable of manipulating objects to harm enemies!

"Brother Li, Senior Brother Li is here."

Just as Han Li was immersed in his joy, Han Feng spoke up abruptly.

His powerful divine sense had sensed a familiar aura rapidly approaching from outside the valley from far away.

"Senior Brother Li?"

Startled at these words, Han Li hurriedly and clumsily put both the artifact and the booklet away into the storage bag, placing it close to his body.

"Lately, the disputes between the Seven Profound Sect and the Wild Wolf Gang have been endless, and sect disciples have suffered heavy casualties. Senior Brother Li frequently sends injured people over for me to treat!"

Han Li explained.

He had now become the "divine doctor" of the Seven Profound Sect.

After a short while, a hearty laugh drifted closer from afar.

Li Feiyu walked with brisk strides into the small courtyard.

"Oh, judging by you two brothers' reactions, you must have known I was coming and were waiting here specifically for me?"

Looking at Han Feng and Han Li standing together, Li Feiyu teased with a smile.

Upon learning the news of Han Feng's return, he had gone to Han Feng's residence in the Inner Sect and found no one, prompting him to guess that Han Feng had nine times out of ten come over to Divine Hand Valley.

"Brother Feng, you're finally back!"

Li Feiyu stepped forward, heavily clapping Han Feng on the shoulder, his eyes brimming with smiles.

"Coming back this time, you've run right into a good show!"

Changing the subject, an excited fighting spirit surfaced on his face.

"In a few days, we're going to negotiate with that pack of scumbags from the Wild Wolf Gang! Xiao Feng, your return is well-timed; this time we must thoroughly dent their arrogance!"

"You're going to negotiate with the Wild Wolf Gang?"

Hearing this from the side, Han Li couldn't help asking.

"That's right!" Li Feiyu waved a hand. "Those bastards have been arrogant for so long, it's about time they learned the might of our Seven Profound Sect!"

Han Li fell silent for a moment.

Over these past two months, many wounded soldiers had been sent to him, but he didn't care.