Black-Corner Region.
When Han Feng arrived at the scene with Yao Tianhuo, the moon had just revealed a corner of its eyebrow.
The quiet lights in the courtyard were lit, looking exceptionally warm on the night of everyone's reunion.
"Tianhuo is here too, come sit."
Feng Xian got up and greeted with a smile.
The two had cooperated in the first confrontation against the Hall of Souls in the Central Plains and had accumulated some friendship, so they were old acquaintances.
Han Feng looked around; almost everyone who should be here had arrived.
"Qingyun, you can serve the dishes now."
Han Feng transmitted his voice.
Around the huge table, everyone sat down.
Naturally, Yao Chen sat in the main seat.
This was a family banquet, respecting the elders.
Feng Xian and Tianhuo sat on either side of Yao Chen, followed by Han Feng and the others.
Yao Chen looked at everyone, raised his wine glass, and stood up: "Reuniting tonight, everyone gathered here by fate. First of all, we must thank Feng'er."
Without Han Feng, everyone's relationship wouldn't be so close.
Let alone sitting together for a meal.
Han Feng hurriedly stood up and said: "Teacher, this is what Feng'er should do. Many things happened recently, and everyone may feel a bit rushed, especially the Xiao family and the Mittel Chamber of Commerce who just moved to the Black-Corner Region. But I want to say, no matter how bumpy the past was, now we are all gathered together, admiring the same bright moon and sharing a table of delicacies. Han Feng here wishes everyone peace and joy."
Everyone raised their glasses in unison.
"Well said. No matter the past, the present is what matters most."
Yao Chen said.
"Come, let's drink this glass together."
As the cool wine went down his throat, the complex emotions in Yao Chen's heart dissipated.
Although he did have many doubts in his heart, wondering what Han Feng had experienced to change from a rebellious disciple who killed his master to the appearance that now made him gratified and proud.
But no matter what, he decided not to pursue it now.
Firstly, he indeed didn't have the ability to discover the secrets on Han Feng.
Since he broke through to Dou Saint, Yao Chen knew that his disciple would have higher achievements than he did back then.
From now on, Yao Chen could only watch him climb step by step, walking up the steps to the peak ranks of the Dou Qi Continent.
In other words, the child has grown up, and as an elder, he can no longer give him more assistance.
It's time to let go.
Secondly, Yao Chen himself was unwilling to personally tear a rift in this warm situation.
Perhaps the truth is not as simple as it seems now.
But sometimes, people still need to be a bit obtuse.
Yao Chen was also an old man, having seen too many things, knowing that people in the world are not just black or white.
Most ordinary people will do small good and small evil deeds, but may not do great good deeds in their lifetime.
Instead, some people of great evil can do great good deeds.
As long as Han Feng acts brightly in the future, what reason does Yao Chen have to accuse him?
The dinner was very heartwarming.
When the bright moon hung high in the sky and the breeze in the courtyard gently blew past, everyone saw the sky of Feng City, with the galaxy brilliant.
Lin Xian'er took out a jade flute and played the tune Han Feng taught her.
The flute sound was melodious, and Qing Lin beside her clapped and cheered softly.
Xiao Yan at the other end of the table quietly looked at Gu Xun'er.
Feng Xian and Yao Chen chatted about embarrassing things from the past, and Venerable Tianhuo also shared his past travels on the continent.
Everything was so beautiful.
A faint smile appeared on Han Feng's face.
His wish was simple. As long as everyone was safe and happy, everything he did was meaningful.
The dinner ended, and everyone returned to their residences.
Knowing there were not enough rooms in the small building in the bamboo forest, Han Feng simply stayed in the City Lord's Mansion.
Ye Qingyun accompanied Han Feng, working until late at night.
Han Feng approved the last scroll of documents, sighing in his heart about the difficulty of governing a country.
Even at his realm, there were still many worldly problems that could not be solved well.
Cultivation does not represent everything; governing ability also needs to be learned slowly.
Fortunately, although cultivation cannot represent everything, it can suppress everything.
Han Feng had many people under him helping him manage the Black-Corner Region together.
He only needed to manage these people well, which was enough to deal with most problems.
But to truly be a qualified leader, one must understand the grassroots level well enough.
After the dinner, Han Feng chose to approve documents until late at night. On the one hand, he was encouraged by Yao Tianhuo's diligence; on the other hand, he knew he still needed to personally understand various matters in the Black-Corner Region.
Han Feng's Heaven Realm soul power played a very important role at this time.
If it were a Mortal Realm cultivator, even with fast reading speed, they couldn't handle so many things in one night.
Only a Heaven Realm soul has such powerful efficiency.
Ye Qingyun had been waiting for Han Feng in the living room separated by a secret door outside the room.
She lit a candle lamp, holding a book, reading very carefully.
Han Feng slowly got up, and the firelight in front of the desk swayed slightly.
In the living room, the sound of a book closing came, followed by light footsteps.
"Master, you're done."
Ye Qingyun kept an eye on Han Feng's situation. Seeing him put away the writing brush and ink, she came over to help tidy up.
"Recently, a large-scale black storm appeared again in the Black Region Great Plains in the southwest, and many local nomads died in it."
Han Feng told the other party about the distressing matter he just approved.
Although he had the ability to quell every black storm, his energy couldn't be spent entirely on such things.
If no one cares every time a storm appears, the final loss will be inevitable and growing.
"Human power cannot prevent such things."
Ye Qingyun comforted.
The black storm is a natural phenomenon formed by the power of heaven and earth.
The mighty power of nature is difficult for individual cultivators to stop.
Even Dou Emperor experts can only borrow a part of the mighty power of heaven and earth.
To stop the black storm, at least a Dou Ancestor expert is needed.
But there are not many Dou Ancestor experts staying in the Black-Corner Region.
"It is indeed difficult to stop it from the source, but it is much easier to make adjustments locally."
"Master means..."
"Establish a thoroughfare in the Black Region Great Plains, plant vegetation along the way to nourish the earth, improve the environment, reduce the probability of black storms, and set up different stations to build warning devices for black storms."
"Sounds like a big project."
Ye Qingyun said.
"It has to start somewhere; let's take it step by step."
The two packed up their things and prepared to rest.
"Master, I learned a secret technique in the Flower Sect that can stimulate the vitality of plants and make them grow quickly."
"So amazing."
This effect sounds similar to the Life Spirit Flame, both accelerating ripening.
"However, it is only useful for low and middle-grade plants. For high-grade ones, the effect is not so good."
"Enough. After all, it's just road construction; no high-grade medicinal herbs are needed."
Han Feng came to the rest room of the City Lord's Mansion.
There were plenty of spare rooms here, so no need to worry about not having enough space.
"By the way, Qingyun, here's something good for you."
Before parting, Han Feng placed a cyan energy-like scroll into Ye Qingyun's hand.
"This is the insight into the Great Dao of Wood attributes from a powerful senior. If you comprehend it carefully after going back, you should gain a lot."
"Thank you, Master."
Han Feng waved his hand.
"Rest early. With your current soul power, you should need a break after comprehending it once."
Hearing this, Ye Qingyun was somewhat curious about what exactly Han Feng gave her.
The two entered their respective rest rooms. After closing the doors, the huge City Lord's Mansion became quiet again.
Ye Qingyun quickly finished washing up, then sat on a chair and opened the scroll Han Feng gave her.
"Azure Dragon... Is this something from the Beast Clan?"
Ye Qingyun was slightly surprised.
She suppressed her thoughts and continued reading.
Unknowingly, a quarter of an hour passed. Ye Qingyun shook her head dazedly, feeling as if she had gained knowledge.
"Master was right indeed; reading it once makes me extremely dizzy."
Ye Qingyun put the item away, then fell directly onto the bed and fell asleep.
On the other side, Han Feng was researching how to make warning devices for black storms. He looked in the direction of Ye Qingyun's room and smiled.
"Collapsed already?"
Fortunately, he only selected some simple key points of comprehension. If he gave the complete one directly, she would probably faint at a glance.
The inheritance of the four divine beasts is not something just anyone can comprehend.
A night passed.
The morning light shone on Ye Qingyun's bed. She subconsciously stretched her waist and squinted at the scenery outside the window.
Swish! She sat up straight abruptly.
"Overslept..."
Ye Qingyun hurriedly washed up, then went downstairs to Han Feng's office in the City Lord's Mansion.
"Awake."
Han Feng looked at Ye Qingyun.
"Sorry, Master, I overslept."
"Normal. Just the adaptation process of soul power exceeding the tolerance range."
Han Feng said.
"Go accompany Qing Lin. Nothing much today; no need to wait all the time."
Ye Qingyun's face flushed slightly, somewhat embarrassed.
"You go first; I'll go later too."
Han Feng said.
Ye Qingyun then nodded, turned around, and walked out the door.
After a while, someone came to report outside the door.
"City Lord, Commander Han is back, waiting for summons outside."
"Let him in."
About a dozen seconds later, Han Lie walked into the room and bowed respectfully to Han Feng.
"Master!"
Han Feng looked at Han Lie. His appearance hadn't changed much from back then. His cultivation was Seven-Star Dou Emperor, a significant improvement.
"Heard you went to Black Mark City for business?"
"Yes. Yuan Yi, the Sect Master of the Eight Gates, openly violated the laws and regulations you promulgated, causing a very bad influence, so I went to suppress him."
Black Mark City is a large population city, and the trade volume circulating has always been high. A large part of the reason is that it occupies a very good geographical location. If someone comes from the west of the Northwest Continent, they must pass through Black Mark City.
Therefore, Black Mark City also symbolizes the atmosphere of the Black-Corner Region on a certain level.
And Yuan Yi openly gathered his troops, conflicted with passing merchants, and many people died.
On this point, Feng City must take action.
Undoubtedly.
"What is the specific situation?"
Han Feng asked.
Without understanding the full picture, he couldn't make a final conclusion.
"According to the investigation results, this time it should be an open strife and veiled struggle between the Eight Gates and the Earth Flame Sect. The merchant going to Black Mark City was sent by the Earth Flame Sect. The original goal was to incite a chaotic battle between the two sides."
"In the end, it's still a battle for power."
Since most areas of the Black-Corner Region are unified and various forces joined, the quota for entering Feng City for discussion is relatively limited.
Originally, neither the Eight Gates nor the Earth Flame Sect were qualified to enter Feng City for discussions.
They did have strength, but not high enough, and they didn't have the merit of following the dragon, considered to have taken sides later.
Therefore, they could only develop their respective cities through hard power and be allowed to enter after exceeding the standards.
For the current Black-Corner Region, possessing the qualification to discuss matters in Feng City has become a very glorious thing.
This represents that you have truly become a master of the Black-Corner Region.
Even if only a small part, it is precious.
"What's the result?"
"Subordinate has arrested both the Sect Master of the Eight Gates and the Sect Master of the Earth Flame Sect, waiting for Master's disposal."
"How are they disposed of according to the law?"
"Confiscate private property, imprison in Feng Castle jail for twenty years."
Twenty years, for cultivators, is neither long nor short. Concentrating on cultivation, it will pass quickly. This punishment is considered relatively light.
Severe laws for chaotic times; among other laws, there are many harsher than this.
"Let's do it this way."
"Yes!"
After answering Han Feng's question, Han Lie took out a storage ring from his bosom, "Master, these are the private treasures of the leaders of the two forces."
Fenglin Guards are quite good at scraping oil, after all, they used to do this.
With a thought from Han Feng, the storage ring flew in front of him. Treasures of two Dou Emperors, presumably nothing good.
Han Feng scanned casually. Just as he was about to have someone store it in the Feng City treasury later, his pupils suddenly shrank.
Swish!
A remnant map flew out of the storage ring and pressed neatly on the table.
Han Feng stared closely at this remnant map. After watching for a moment, he smiled gently.
"Truly destined. Didn't expect to meet it today just after thinking about it yesterday."
Han Feng picked up the remnant map and placed it under the sunlight. There was a demon-like lotus pattern on it, slowly emitting a pink glow.
The third Purifying Lotus Demon Fire remnant map, obtained!
There is a saying that goes well.
Wear out iron shoes in fruitless search, only to find it without any effort.
Now, three remnant maps are in hand. The only remaining one, Han Feng also knows its future whereabouts.
In this way, the map of the Purifying Lotus Demon Fire can be collected.
Wonder if this time, after Han Feng possesses the complete map, that Purifying Lotus Demon Fire will still escape from everyone's hands.
"You did well in this matter. Go down and receive the reward later."
"Thank you, Master!"
Han Lie bowed respectfully again, then withdrew quietly.
The smile on Han Feng's face lingered for a long time, thinking he must reward Han Lie well this time.
If he hadn't gone to execute the suppression action by a strange combination of circumstances, maybe this Purifying Lotus Demon Fire remnant map would have lost the chance to meet Han Feng.
With the joy of being hit by luck, Han Feng took out some high-grade medicinal herbs from his storage ring, preparing to refine some pills immediately to reward the subordinates of this operation well.