Xiao Yan's News

Time passed. The sun rose and set, and several days slipped by amid constant cultivation. A bottle of Foundation Establishment Spirit Liquid had officially fulfilled its purpose.

Inside the wooden tub, Yao Feng sat with his eyes tightly shut. Dou Qi churned within him as the green liquid gradually faded, while his aura grew stronger and stronger. At last, the Dou Qi within Yao Feng seemed to reach its limit. A faint sound of shattering rang out, and the aura of a Three-star Dou Zhe suddenly burst forth from his body.

Another half quarter-hour passed before Yao Feng slowly opened his eyes. Feeling the abundant Dou Qi within him, he could not help but smile. He had broken through two stars in just a few days, and his foundation was still exceptionally stable. Even Yao Feng was rather satisfied with such speed.

He rose to his feet, droplets of water sliding down his body and revealing his sturdy physique. His well-proportioned muscles were neither exaggerated nor lacking in strength.

After drying the water from his body, Yao Feng put on a white robe and simply tied up his long black hair. His fair skin and bright eyes gave him the air of a refined young gentleman.

"Yao Son, I have found out about Xiao Yan."

Yao Thirteen's voice came from the void.

Delighted, Yao Feng walked outside and sat beneath a tree, speaking expectantly.

"Oh? Tell me."

"Xiao Yan was once a genius the Xiao Family had not seen in centuries. He became a one-star Dou Zhe at the age of twelve, but unfortunately, his cultivation suddenly regressed two and a half years ago. He now has only three stages of Dou Qi. However, there is a mysterious young girl by his side, and powerful experts are secretly protecting him as well. My people could not get too close."

"A one-star Dou Zhe at twelve! That talent would have been among the very best even in the former Yao Clan."

A trace of wistfulness flashed through Yao Feng's eyes. Had Xiao Yan been born into any of the other seven clans, he might have had a chance to challenge the Dou Di realm through his own strength. Why would he have needed Yao Lao's guidance?

As for that mysterious young girl, she was surely Gu Xun'er of the Gu Clan. The treasured daughter of the Gu Clan—for the sake of a Tuoshe Ancient Jade, Gu Yuan had actually been willing to send her out at such a young age. He truly was ruthless. Unfortunately, Gu Yuan would never have imagined that after plotting for so many years, he would fail to gain anything and instead lose everything, even throwing his own daughter into the bargain.

"Two and a half years ago? That means there are still six months before Yao Lao appears. Looks like it is time to leave the Yao Clan."

After calculating the timing, Yao Feng muttered softly.

Having made up his mind, Yao Feng stretched lazily. After cultivating in seclusion for several days straight, he was practically rusting. He had no idea how those people in novels who constantly went into seclusion managed to endure it.

"That girl Yao Ling hasn't shown up for several days either. I wonder what she has been busy with?"

After not seeing her for several days, Yao Feng found that he somewhat missed that easily embarrassed girl. Since he was leaving the Yao Clan, he had to tell her.

"Brother Feng!"

Speak of the devil, and the devil appeared. Just as Yao Feng was worrying over how to explain things to Yao Ling, a familiar voice came from behind him. It was Yao Ling. Today, she wore her usual pink-and-white outfit, her two adorable twin ponytails tied behind her head and swaying as she walked, making her look exceptionally cute.

"This little girl hasn't appeared for days. Don't tell me you've already forgotten me?"

"Of course not!"

Yao Ling let out a delicate humph, pouting as she spoke.

"However, Ling'er may not have the chance to come see Brother Feng anymore."

Seeming to recall something, Yao Ling twisted the hem of her clothes between her small hands and spoke hesitantly.

"Huh? Why?"

"My master said she is taking me somewhere to cultivate. It may be a long time before I can return."

"Your master?" Yao Feng looked at Yao Ling in surprise. He did not remember her ever having a master.

"Yes. Some time ago, Master suddenly came to me and said she wanted to take me as her disciple. I felt that she did not mean me any harm, so I agreed."

"Uh, at this rate, you'll help people count their money even after they sell you off."

Yao Feng rubbed his forehead speechlessly and said,

"No, she won't. Although Master is very strict with me, she cares about me too. She wants to take me out to cultivate this time so that I can become stronger."

Yao Ling hurriedly waved her hands.

"All right. But you must be careful too. Don't let anyone deceive you."

"Mm, I understand, Brother Feng."

Yao Ling nodded obediently, a smile appearing on her face.

After chatting with Yao Ling for half the day, Yao Feng saw her off. Looking at the dimming sky, he sighed inwardly, rose, and headed toward Medicine King Peak.

Since he had chosen to leave, he naturally had to inform Yao Dan.

Inside a pavilion on Medicine King Peak, after hearing of Yao Feng's plans, Yao Dan felt a wave of emotion. In just a few years, his son had grown so much and already wanted to venture across the continent. Although he had only just embarked on the path of cultivation, what young man did not dream of roaming the world with a sword in hand? With the Yao Clan's strength, secretly protecting Yao Feng would not be a problem.

Though reluctant to part with him, Yao Dan understood even better that only a young eagle tempered by wind and rain could grow stronger and more majestic. After a moment of silence, Yao Dan extended his broad, heavy hand and patted Yao Feng on the shoulder.

"Go out there and explore to your heart's content. If you encounter anything you cannot resolve, tell your father. I will settle it for you."

"Thank you, Father. I will be careful."

Yao Feng suddenly felt somewhat heavyhearted. Perhaps because he had inherited the memories of the previous owner of this body, seeing Yao Dan reveal his true feelings now made his eyes redden as well.

"All right. A true man bleeds but does not shed tears. When do you plan to leave? Your father will see you off."

"There is no need, Father. Your son will set out early tomorrow morning, so there is no need to disturb the others."

Yao Feng had his own considerations. Though there were few forces that dared provoke the Yao Clan, it was still better to be cautious just in case.