Outside the door, the tall figure of Li Feiyu blocked almost all the light.
"I will take you to see your cousin."
Han Feng's heart skipped a beat, then he hurried to follow.
The path leading to Divine Hand Valley was somewhat remote, the surrounding trees grew increasingly dense, and the light grew dim.
"By the way, Xiao Feng."
Li Feiyu, walking in front, suddenly spoke. "Now that you have officially entered the Seven Profound Sect, you should stop practicing that Li Huo Gong I taught you on the way earlier."
Han Feng was stunned and stopped in his tracks.
Li Feiyu turned around, his expression quite solemn: "After all, that is just an unorthodox jianghu trick I happened to pick up, not fit for a grand stage. Once we see your cousin, I will go back and pass on our sect's Positive Yang Force to you."
He deliberately deepened his voice: "The Positive Yang Force is the authentic Internal Cultivation Method passed down through generations in our Seven Profound Sect. As long as you practice diligently without stopping, you might not fail to reach the Innate Realm in the future!"
The Innate Realm!
These four words among mortal martial artists were almost equivalent to an Immortal on Land.
Han Feng immediately understood what Li Feiyu meant. This was giving him a hint, as well as showing goodwill, truly treating him as one of his own people.
Without any hesitation, he immediately nodded and agreed: "Yes, I will listen to everything Brother Li says."
This well-behaved and obedient demeanor made Li Feiyu very satisfied.
This kid was not only quick-witted, but also understood boundaries and knew when to advance or retreat. He truly was good material.
He had already made up his mind in his heart to cultivate Han Feng as a confidant in the future.
After walking for another moment, the two arrived at a clearing in the forest.
Li Feiyu stopped and signaled for Han Feng to keep quiet.
The forest was very quiet, with only the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the leaves.
Han Feng held his breath, his gaze scanning the surroundings vigilantly.
He knew this was the place where Han Li and Li Feiyu frequently met in the original work.
Soon, there was movement from deep within the dense forest.
A figure stepped on the fallen leaves, walking out unhurriedly.
The newcomer was around thirteen or fourteen years of age, wearing an ordinary gray disciple robe. His figure was still somewhat thin, and his facial features were utterly unremarkable—the kind that would never be found again once thrown into a crowd.
Yet the moment Han Feng saw him, his heart beat violently and uncontrollably.
It was him!
Even though he looked greener than he had imagined, that steady temperament and the vague similarities in facial contours with the people of Han Family Village all proclaimed the newcomer's identity.
The future Heavenly Venerate Han, Old Demon Han!
"Junior Brother Han, look who I brought to you." Li Feiyu laughed heartily and shouted toward that figure.
Han Li's gaze shifted away from Li Feiyu and fell upon the little fellow beside him.
He looked at Han Feng, and the more he looked, the more he felt that youthful little face had an indescribable sense of familiarity.
"You are..." Han Li's steps paused as he tentatively spoke, "A Niu?"
A Niu was the childhood nickname of this body in the village before Han Feng time-traveled.
A strange feeling welled up in Han Feng's heart. He parted his mouth, revealing a brilliant smile, and shouted with a childish voice carrying a hint of longing: "Brother Er Leng, it's me!"
"A Niu, it really is you!"
Having left home for several years, to suddenly see a close relative in this place—even though Han Li's temperament was far steadier than his peers—he could not suppress his excitement at this moment.
He rushed forward in two or three steps, grabbed Han Feng's shoulders, and looked him up and down to confirm he was not dreaming.
"Why are you here? You... did you join the Seven Profound Sect?"
Han Li noticed the brand-new Outer Disciple attire on Han Feng.
"Yeah, Brother Er Leng!"
Han Feng seized the opportunity to play the family card, his little face filled with attachment and reliance: "I heard from Dad that you made something of yourself here, so I begged my uncle to let Brother Li bring me to seek you out!"
Seek me out?
Hearing this, Han Li could not help but feel a bitter smile well up in his heart.
He thought of the increasingly undisguised greed and weirdness in Doctor Mo's eyes when looking at him recently, and only felt a chill running down his back.
He himself was currently a clay bodhisattva crossing a river, barely able to protect his own life; how could he possibly protect anyone else?
Naturally, he would not say these words to his cousin, whose heart was filled with joy.
Looking at Han Feng's small face, which was full of trust and adoration, Han Li felt a warmth in his heart and suppressed all his worries deep down.
He reached out and patted Han Feng's weak shoulders, saying in a deep voice: "Alright, as long as you're here, that's fine! From now on, just live well here and make a name for our old Han family!"
With that, he turned back to Li Feiyu and solemnly cupped his fists.
"Senior Brother Li, my cousin here is still young. In the future... I will have to trouble you to take good care of him."
Li Feiyu laughed heartily and patted his chest in assurance: "Junior Brother Han, don't you worry! Xiao Feng is a man of my Outer Blade Hall now. With me covering him, let's see who dares to bully him?"
Only with this assurance did Han Li finally set his mind at ease.
He exhorted Han Feng: "A Niu, I live in Divine Hand Valley, and the place is a bit remote. Since you just arrived, get familiar with the environment of the sect first. If you have anything to do in the future, come to this forest to find me."
"Mm! I'll remember it, cousin!" Han Feng nodded forcefully.
The three chatted idly about family matters for a while longer. Han Li asked about conditions at home, and Han Feng answered them one by one.
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