Could it be...
A familiar face flashed instantly in Han Li's mind.
"Brother Feng!"
An indescribable wave of excitement and anticipation welled up in his heart.
No longer caring about anything else, Han Li hurried back to the wooden cabin, packed simply, and then mounted his magic tool, galloping away in the direction of the market.
Yellow Maple Valley Market, Sanyang Inn.
Following the instructions in the message, Han Li arrived on the second floor of the inn and gently knocked on the door of a certain guest room.
"Creak—"
The door opened, and a familiar smiling face came into view.
"Brother Li!"
"Brother Feng!"
The two brothers smiled at each other, and Han Li stepped forward, embracing Han Feng heavily.
"We haven't seen each other in nearly three years!"
Han Li let go of his arms, looking Han Feng up and down with eyes full of emotion.
"Brother Feng, I heard all about your deeds back in Yellow Maple Valley. You successfully established your foundation just three months after entering Moongazing Sect? Your lifespan increased to two hundred years... It really makes one endlessly envious."
Han Feng invited Han Li into the room, closed the door, and then smiled and said:
"It was just a matter of serendipity. Brother Li, how have you been spending these past few years in Yellow Maple Valley?"
The two brothers sat down facing each other.
Han Li sighed and began to recount his experiences over the past few years.
From entering Yellow Maple Valley by relying on an Ascension Token.
To being threatened by a Foundation Establishment Stage uncle-master, who exchanged a few magic tools and a small amount of spiritual stones for the Foundation Establishment Pill rewarded by the sect...
"That Foundation Establishment Stage uncle-master is surnamed Ye, and relying on