Black-Corner Region.
The azure sky suddenly opened a spatial rift.
Han Feng and the others walked out of the rift.
"Finally back!"
Zi Yan said excitedly.
Among the few, she had spent the longest time in the Black-Corner Region.
To her, this was her true hometown.
Especially Jia Nan Academy, which made her feel a heartfelt closeness.
She wondered if that old man Su Qian would be surprised to see her grown-up appearance.
He definitely would be!
Zi Yan thought to herself.
Han Feng overlooked the entire Black-Corner Region. The most intuitive change was that the previously undeveloped wilderness plains were now populated by many more people.
With the development of the Black-Corner Region, the population here was increasing.
Reproduction and growth were symbols of social development.
The current Black-Corner Region had just started, and it was still far from the stage of population saturation.
And the infrastructure had not yet become as widespread as in the Jia Ma Empire.
Many people living on the wilderness survived by setting up tents.
The harsh sandy environment here and the black storms that could arise at any time were major problems plaguing the residents here.
Wanting to govern this land well was a heavy responsibility with a long way to go.
The group continued to fly in the direction of Feng City.
Han Feng scanned the land below along the way, treating it as an inspection of his territory.
Above Feng City.
Several streaks of Dou Qi brilliance flashed by and landed in the city in a very swift manner.
At the same time, the Fenglin Guards in the city began to move. Two guards with Dou Qi wings flew up into the air and swept quickly over the rooftops.
"City Lord!"
Discovering that the visitor was actually Han Feng, the Fenglin Guards immediately fell from the air, walked quickly to a position a few meters in front of Han Feng, knelt on one knee, and cupped their fists in salute.
"Rise."
Han Feng said.
The two Fenglin Guards stood up, looking somewhat excited.
They finally saw the City Lord!
The two were originally Dou Spirit level guards in the Fenglin Guards. With their aptitude, it would have been very difficult to advance to Dou King, at least not within ten years.
But under the pills provided by Han Feng, they also successfully broke through the barrier of Dou King and experienced the feeling of soaring in the sky.
Towards these soldiers guarding Feng City, Han Feng was very generous.
Besides pills, there were also cultivation methods, Dou Skills, and other subsidies.
So much so that many people now wanted to join the Fenglin Guards, having a broad road for future promotion.
After so many years, the overall quality of the Fenglin Guards had gradually raised its standards.
The once extremely rare Dou Kings now numbered no less than ten fingers.
Under the admiring gazes of the Fenglin Guards, Han Feng walked towards the City Lord's Mansion.
Now the political system in Feng City was relatively balanced. There were no elders giving orders with one word, only laborers working hard.
With Han Feng absent, no one was willing to submit to anyone.
Therefore, the development of the entire Feng City was relatively stable, without too many ups and downs.
"You guys go rest in the bamboo forest first. I have some things to deal with."
Han Feng said to the group.
Suddenly, he paused.
Lin Xian'er, Gu Xun'er, Ye Qingyun, Qing Lin, Zi Yan.
Five people; it seemed there weren't enough rooms.
The bamboo pavilion built back then seemed a bit small now.
"Ahem, Qingyun, you stay and help me."
Han Feng kept the maid behind.
The other girls of similar age were left to figure things out themselves.
The two walked into the City Lord's Mansion, and the standby Fenglin Guards were already at their posts.
"Master!"
Han Beng bowed respectfully to Han Feng, his voice somewhat excited.
Han Feng glanced at him.
Nine-Star Dou King.
This Fenglin Guard bestowed with a surname by Han Feng had upper-middle aptitude and had hope of striving for Dou Emperor.
Han Feng nodded.
"Where is Han Lie?"
"The Commander is dealing with some incidents in the Black Mark City."
Han Beng replied.
"Black Mark City?"
Han Feng thought for a moment.
"That's the territory of the Eight Gates, right?"
"Yes. Recently, a large-scale battle broke out there, affecting many civilians. The Commander took people to suppress it."
The Commander of the Fenglin Guards, Han Lie, had advanced to Dou Emperor many years ago. Now his strength was even greater, ranking fifth on the Black Ranking.
"Do things like this happen often?"
Han Feng asked.
"Not often. Counting this time, it has happened three times in total."
"Where were the other two times?"
"Black Sea and Blood Sinking Valley."
Han Beng explained in turn: "The Black Sea incident was a small-scale rebellion by the remnants of the Demon Flame Valley, suppressed by the puppets you left behind."
"As for the Blood Sinking Valley, it was a disturbance caused by someone discovering a seventh-grade pill inheritance."
"Seventh-grade pill inheritance?"
Han Feng raised his eyebrows.
There were indeed many good things in the Black-Corner Region. Previously, it was the corpse of the Heaven Demon Phoenix, and now there was a seventh-grade pill inheritance.
"Who got it in the end?"
"There were two pills in total. One was obtained by the local force Black Ape Sect and consumed on the spot. The other was kept by us, along with a seventh-grade pill formula."
"What pill is it?"
"Life Devouring Pill."
Han Feng frowned slightly.
Historical records stated that the Life Devouring Pill was a pill passed down from ancient times. Its effect was very crude; it could directly raise a cultivator at the Dou Grandmaster realm to the Dou King realm.
As soon as this pill appeared, it caused many forces on the continent to fight for it.
After all, as long as one mastered the method of refining this pill, one could mass-produce Dou Kings.
Although cultivators who advanced by consuming the Life Devouring Pill had short lifespans, it was enough to fight dozens of wars.
So this pill was generally used to cultivate high-end cannon fodder.
Forces with real hope and prospects wouldn't use these.
Han Feng waved his hand, letting Han Beng and the others withdraw first.
Perhaps for others, the Life Devouring Pill was a good recipe for improving the strength of a force.
But for Han Feng, he didn't need his descendants to consume the Life Devouring Pill at all.
Not to mention leaving only a mere three years of life for the sake of breaking through to Dou King.
Even breaking through nothing was better than dying.
With so many medicinal ingredients to refine the seventh-grade Life Devouring Pill, wouldn't it be better to refine some other pills?
About half a quarter of an hour later, Yao Chen arrived at the City Lord's Mansion.
As early as a week ago, he had brought the Xiao family and the Mittel family to Feng City, but at that time, he didn't rely on his cultivation to exercise privileges in the city.
Instead, he stayed behind the scenes, watching the actions of the Xiao family and the Mittel family.
"Teacher."
Seeing Yao Chen arrive, Han Feng smiled slightly.
Yao Chen's expression paused, scanning Han Feng up and down in uncertainty.
"Where... did you go?"
Why did the aura around him suddenly become so much stronger?
"Eastern Xuan Continent. Your disciple encountered an opportunity and simply broke through to Dou Saint."
Not intending to hide it from Yao Chen, Han Feng revealed his current cultivation.
Hearing this, Yao Chen's mind went blank.
"Dou Saint?"
What's the situation?
It took him quite a while to react.
His disciple was now a Dou Saint expert?
Yao Chen patted Han Feng's shoulder and walked around him back and forth.
"No, you..."
This is unreasonable...
How did this kid directly skip the threshold of Half-Saint and advance to Dou Saint?
Yao Chen was puzzled.
Logically speaking, even the most talented genius would need years of accumulation to break through to Dou Saint.
This was not just the accumulation of Dou Qi, but also the comprehension of the power of laws.
But no matter how puzzled he was, the facts were right in front of him.
"Amazing."
Yao Chen gave a thumbs up in admiration.
A true Dou Saint; you have completely surpassed your teacher.
"Teacher, it's just Dou Saint. With your current strength, you can reach it soon too."
Han Feng said.
Yao Chen's aptitude for breaking through the Saint Realm was not a problem.
This had already been confirmed in his previous life.
Yao Chen thought Han Feng was comforting him and nodded with a smile.
"Teacher will try his best."
Although the pupil surpasses the master, Yao Chen also had his own pursuits.
Originally, he wanted to break through to Half-Saint and rest for a while, but now it seemed rest was out of the question.
Following his own disciple, he must not be afraid of being slow.
He might be surpassed if he wasn't careful.
"By the way, Teacher, when do you plan to visit the Flower Sect?"
Han Feng spoke up.
Yao Chen's expression paused slightly, mumbling, "Why mention the Flower Sect?"
"What, Teacher doesn't want to go?"
Yao Chen hurriedly replied, "No, no, just curious, why do you ask about that place?"
The Flower Sect was full of women; when did Feng'er establish contact with that place?
Han Feng looked at Yao Chen hesitantly.
"Does Teacher still remember the current Flower Sect Master, Hua Yu?"
"Hua Yu!"
Yao Chen's eyes were stunned, and he nodded:
"Of course I remember."
"Good that you remember."
Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Yao Chen had wandered outside for decades and forgotten those former confidantes, which would be bad.
"Her cooking tasted terrible. Back then, Teacher had a hard time escaping."
Yao Chen showed a look of reminiscence.
Han Feng: ...
Truly worthy of being you, Teacher.
Relying on your good looks to arrange people like this.
"That was so long ago. Teacher, Aunt Hua's cooking skills must have improved greatly now."
"That's hard to say—wait!"
Yao Chen looked at Han Feng suspiciously.
"What did you call her just now?"
"Aunt Hua."
Han Feng blinked.
"Teacher, is there a problem?"
"No."
Yao Chen shook his head.
"Your relationship is quite good."
Speaking of which, if Han Feng was still the rebellious disciple from before, Yao Chen had thought about how many people in the Central Plains could help him.
Among them, Hua Yu of the Flower Sect was one of those who might avenge him.
Now, before the two had even met, they started calling each other "Aunt Hua, Feng'er".
And Feng Xian before.
Why was everyone's stance so unsteady!
Yao Chen couldn't help but think.
His current disciple Han Feng had too strong an affinity, right?
Everyone was willing to give him face.
"Teacher, in my opinion, you should go to the Flower Sect to have a look."
Han Feng suggested, "After all, it's a fate of many years. Aunt Hua has been thinking of you."
Hearing this, Yao Chen resisted even more in his heart.
Why did it feel like an elderly version of urged marriage?
"Feng'er, Teacher knows about this. Don't rush me!"
Yao Chen's voice paused, then suddenly asked back, "Don't just talk about me. What about you? Have there been any characters catching your eye these years?"
Han Feng's face straightened.
"With the world unsettled, how can I think of home?"
"Teacher, before the matter of the Hun Clan is resolved, I won't consider such things."
Yao Chen stood up immediately.
"How can that be?"
Could it be that if the Hun Clan isn't resolved, you'll be single for life?
Don't look at Han Feng being a Dou Saint now; there was still a long way to go to solve the Hun Clan.
"Teacher, I've delivered the message. If you don't go, handle it yourself."
Han Feng raised his hand, interrupting Yao Chen's subsequent nagging.
Yao Chen stared, finally sighed, and sat down.
It seemed he had to go to the Flower Sect.
Fine.
Going to see old friends was okay too.