Falling Star Pavilion, council hall.
Medicine Elder handed the jet-black Ancient Clan jade invitation to Xiao Yan, his smile carrying the teasing amusement of someone who had been there before.
"For this invitation from the Ancient Clan, Little Feng and Little Yan, you should go together."
Han Feng looked at his junior brother's eager yet uneasy expression, smiled, and nodded without refusing.
Falling Star Pavilion was quite far from the Eastern Region. Even with the help of spatial wormholes, the journey would take several days.
But such a distance meant nothing to Han Feng now.
Against the azure sky, a massive black shadow streaked through the air like lightning. It was an Eighth-Rank Magical Beast. On its broad back, Han Feng, Xiao Yan, Yaoxin, and Qing Lin sat cross-legged, racing toward the distant east against the howling winds.
The tedious journey gave Xiao Yan the perfect chance to unburden himself.
He told his long-unseen senior brother everything that had happened in the outside world during Han Feng's years of seclusion.
"Senior Brother, you have no idea. When I was resisting the beast tide in the Northern Region, I saved someone, and I never expected to obtain the final fragment of the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame map from him!" Even as Xiao Yan spoke of it, his face still held excited disbelief.
Han Feng raised a brow at that, thinking that this kid's luck truly defied the heavens.
"Also, Teacher reached an agreement with the Pill Tower and let me subdue the Three Thousand Burning Flame."
"As for Xun'er, she returned to the Ancient Clan herself when she turned eighteen." Xiao Yan's tone visibly dimmed when he mentioned this. "She said there was an important matter within her clan, and she had to return."
"And that girl Zi Yan..." Xiao