That's what I thought, but to truly reverse this power, one would probably need to be a cultivator who is proficient in the Great Dao of Yin and Yang.
In Han Feng's "Heaven Origin Finger," the "Two Fingers Transform Mountains and Rivers" preliminarily touched upon this path, but it was a drop in the bucket, far from enough to distort the field of a blessed land.
On the Heavenly Flame ranking, however, there was a "Yin Yang Twin Flame," which had reached the pinnacle of the Yin and Yang Great Dao. If he could refine it, he might be able to comprehend some of its mysteries.
Unfortunately, in his previous life, the Yin Yang Twin Flame was never found. Even at the end, when all the top alchemy grandmasters on the continent gathered, Han Feng never saw an alchemist who possessed the Yin Yang Twin Flame.
This Heavenly Flame could only be left to fate.
After showing them around the medicine valley, Han Feng continued to go back and build their home.
The subsequent work was rather tedious. Han Feng summoned a group of puppets to help, letting Ye Qingyun and the others do some of the lighter tasks.
By dusk, some of the basic infrastructure had been set up. After Han Feng and the others had dinner, they began to arrange the details inside the house.
Ye Qingyun, holding a newly made piece of clothing, came to Han Feng's door.
"Master, the inner armor is ready. Would you like to try it on?"
"Come in."
Ye Qingyun walked into the room and saw that Han Feng's room was very simple.
Han Feng took the inner garment made of Sky Ice Silkworm silk, squeezed it, and the texture felt great.
He took off his outer robe and put on the inner armor.
"It fits very well. What do you think?" Han Feng said.
Ye Qingyun's cheeks were slightly red. She nodded and hummed softly.
"There should be some Sky Ice Silkworm silk left, right? Make another set for yourself, and also for Xian'er and Qing Lin."
"Do Miss Cai'er and the others not need one?" Ye Qingyun asked.
Han Feng shook his head. "They don't need it."
Those three were magical beasts with top-tier bloodlines. The defensive power of Sky Ice Silkworm silk was not enough in front of them.
And...
Han Feng recalled the feeling of Cai'er hugging him tightly before. That cool and smooth feeling was even better than Sky Ice Silkworm silk.
Shaking his head, Han Feng continued to focus on the matter at hand.
Now that his strength was improving step by step, he also had the ability to start making arrangements.
The Hun Clan was his ultimate goal, but apart from the Hun Clan, the Hall of Souls, which was spread all over the world, was also a tricky existence.
Within each branch hall, there was a Venerate guarding it. Moreover, the location of the branch halls was very particular and held hidden mysteries.
In his previous life, it was only at the very end that everyone discovered that underneath every branch hall of the Hall of Souls, a bloody, soul-devouring, life-exterminating formation pattern was actually carved.
The Soul-Devouring Life-Exterminating Formation was an extremely bloody and cruel formation that could forcibly turn the living beings within the formation into a bloody mist, absorbing their energy for the formation's controller to use.
Hun Tiandi had used this formation to devour tens of millions of people, forcibly increasing his own strength, and with this, he had defeated Gu Yuan.
Hun Tiandi, under the enhancement of this formation, was virtually unrivaled.
If Han Feng wanted to defeat him in the future, he had to destroy the Soul-Devouring Life-Exterminating Formation. This was not only to stop Hun Tiandi from increasing his strength, but also to prevent the tens of millions of living beings in the Central Plains from being brutally slaughtered.
Unfortunately, the locations of the Hall of Souls' branch halls were very hidden. Han Feng was currently unclear about where they were distributed.
With Han Feng's current strength, he could already kill a Hall of Souls' Dou Venerate.
As long as he didn't provoke a Heavenly Venerate-level figure, he was still very safe.
But he couldn't alert the enemy either. If the other party deliberately set a trap and sent several Dou Venerates at once, Han Feng's current strength would not be a guarantee.
Han Feng circled several locations of the Hall of Souls that he knew of on the map of the Central Plains, pondering in his heart how to make a move.
If only he had a trustworthy team in his hands at this moment.
Han Feng had some thoughts of forming a force.
Not an ordinary force like Feng City.
But an armed team composed of elites, powerful enough to efficiently execute the orders he gave in the prosperous region of the Central Plains.
Han Feng's gaze turned to the puppets placed in the corner of the room, a light flickering in his eyes.
"Perhaps this is feasible."
Piles of spirit ores from his storage ring were displayed in front of him. Han Feng selected suitable materials from them and began to refine some mechanism components.
He couldn't refine an eighth-grade puppet now, but he could replicate some sixth- and seventh-grade ones on a small scale.
In the battle at Forging Heaven Mountain, half of the twenty-four seventh-grade human puppets he had captured were damaged, but they could still be repaired.
In that case, with three eighth-grade puppets as generals, twenty-four seventh-grade puppets as captains, leading some sixth-grade puppets to carry out missions.
Wouldn't that form a lean armed force?
A preliminary plan formed in Han Feng's mind, and he immediately began to implement it.
The sixth-grade puppets needed him to refine, the seventh-grade human puppets needed him to repair, and the eighth-grade puppets needed him to further enhance their spirituality so that they could carry out command tasks more flexibly.
For the next period of time, he would be busy with these things.
———
A month passed quietly.
Ye Qingyun was in the medicine valley, taking care of the newly planted seeds.
The mysterious green seed that Han Feng had obtained from the Library Pavilion and the Heaven Origin Flowers were now all under Ye Qingyun's care.
She plucked the plants in the medicine valley that were already mature, clearing out an open space for planting.
"Auntie Ye."
Lin Xian'er stood at the edge of the medicine valley, her hands crossed in front of her, calling Ye Qingyun's name.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Qingyun raised her head and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
"Master is calling for us."
Hearing that Han Feng was calling her, Ye Qingyun immediately put down her work and walked out of the medicine valley.
"Here."
Lin Xian'er handed her a cup of tea. Ye Qingyun took it and drank it in one gulp.
"Thank you."
Lin Xian'er smiled sweetly.
"Auntie Ye, how are those seeds growing?"
"They're doing well. It's just that one that Master gave me... it hasn't shown any movement yet."
"That seed, Master said he doesn't recognize it either. We can only let it grow on its own," Lin Xian'er said.
Ye Qingyun looked at the ice-silk gloves on Lin Xian'er's hands and asked, "Are the gloves comfortable to wear?"
She had specially made these for Lin Xian'er.
"They're very comfortable. Thank you, Auntie Ye."
Lin Xian'er liked these gloves very much. They could isolate most of the toxins, allowing her to touch other things.
Ye Qingyun nodded with a smile.
Although Lin Xian'er was her master's disciple, she spent more time with them. Ye Qingyun was also very fond of this girl, who was a little older than her own daughter.
She hoped that her master would help Xian'er solve the problem of her poison body soon.
They came to the courtyard of the residential area. Han Feng was already waiting.
"Master."
"Master."
"You're here."
Han Feng clapped his hands. The eyes of the several puppets in the courtyard lit up, and they were officially activated.
"I'm going on a long trip recently. These puppets are to protect you. If you encounter danger, press this button."
Han Feng handed Ye Qingyun a green mechanism device.
"Xian'er has one too."
Han Feng took out another purple mechanism.
"Master, are you going out again?"
"Yes."
"Can't you take us with you?"
"It's a bit dangerous this time. Next time, Master will definitely take you."
"Really?" Lin Xian'er's eyes lit up.
"Yes. You have to be good."
"I will be good, Master!"