Han Feng looked at Sikong Chan and smiled gently.
"Do you want to experience the power of the Vermilion Bird Pure World Scripture at Great Success?"
"You are already a Dou Saint; still want to bully me, a Dou Venerate?"
Sikong Chan didn't take the bait.
"What are you thinking? Why would I bully you? I just want you to experience higher-level Dou Qi to prepare for your future breakthrough."
Han Feng said.
Sikong Chan looked at Han Feng, seeing his serious expression, only then nodded.
"Then... thank you."
Whoosh!
A crimson flame ignited from Han Feng's fingertip.
The Vermilion Bird Pure World Scripture at Great Success level, combined with the Nanming Li Fire, was powerful enough to rival Dou Qi generated by a Heaven Rank High Level technique.
Han Feng slowly pointed his finger at Sikong Chan's brow.
A wisp of miraculous brilliance lit up. The Dou Qi of the same technique within Sikong Chan's body boiled at this moment.
Raging fire feathers fluttered behind her. The Vermilion Bird phantom with folded wings seemed ready to spread them at any moment.
This was the last hurdle before breaking through to Great Success.
Sikong Chan being able to cultivate to this point exceeded Han Feng's expectations.
He originally thought her mastering half of the Vermilion Bird Pure World Scripture was excellent enough.
Unexpectedly, she had cultivated this divine beast inheritance technique to the point of being on the verge of breaking through to Great Success.
With Sikong Chan's peak Nine-Turn Dou Venerate cultivation, it was already amazing.
If left to develop, perhaps she could smoothly reach the Great Success stage when breaking through to Half-Saint.
Han Feng used his will to impart the Vermilion Bird Pure World Scripture he comprehended to the other party.
The fire feathers on Sikong Chan flickered, and the accumulation of energy reached its peak, as if ready to break through at any time.
After a full quarter of an hour, the light spot in Han Feng's hand slowly dimmed.
Sikong Chan continued to close her eyes and concentrate, her jade hands forming the posture in the technique.
"Nanming Li Fire, Vermilion Bird Purifies the World!"
"Open for me!"
Sikong Chan put her palms together, and a soaring fire light exploded around her body.
Whoosh!
Air waves shot out in all directions. A pair of huge flame wings unfolded from behind Sikong Chan.
This wasn't Dou Qi Wings, but the strange phenomenon of the Vermilion Bird spreading its wings.
"Success!"
Sikong Chan looked delighted.
She looked at Han Feng excitedly, clenched her jade hand, and waved it uncontrollably.
Seeing the person in front of him rarely show such lively movements like a little girl, Han Feng smiled.
Sikong Chan also realized at this time that her movements just now were not quite elegant. She tucked her hair gently and lowered her slightly flushed face.
She was too excited.
This joy was uncontrollable.
After all, she never thought she could break through the barrier of Great Success of the Vermilion Bird Pure World Scripture so quickly.
Originally thought it would take at least a few years or even decades.
But Han Feng's imparting of knowledge pulled her directly into that world of Great Success.
Now, she hadn't even broken through to Half-Saint yet.
"Han Feng, thank you."
Sikong Chan thanked him solemnly.
"No need for this. It's also because your own comprehension is high enough that you could break through to Great Success with one transmission."
Han Feng said.
If it were someone else, perhaps even after a hundred transmissions, they might not succeed in practice.
It was Sikong Chan's own excellence, plus his little guidance, that led to the successful result.
"Stop praising me, or I'll get proud."
Sikong Chan smiled confidently, her brows revealing the nobility of an Empress again.
"For you, being confident is a good thing."
Han Feng laughed.
A ruler of a country, if losing to others in momentum, has already lost half.
Only by tempering one's heart to be like copper walls and iron bastions, invulnerable to swords and spears, can one have the imposing manner of a monarch.
In front of Han Feng, Sikong Chan had always been an incomparable noble image.
This time Han Feng revealed his Sainthood, Sikong Chan lowered her stance, treating Han Feng as a superior.
But in fact, Han Feng didn't want to see Sikong Chan submit to him either.
Getting along as friends was the most suitable mode.
"Han Feng, I feel the opportunity to break through the realm is in the near future. I plan to retreat for half a year."
"Good thing."
Han Feng congratulated.
The technique broke through to the next stage, and the barrier of the realm also began to loosen.
"If you succeed in advancing, you will be a Saint."
"As for me, I'm not as amazing as you, able to jump from Dou Venerate to Dou Saint at once."
Sikong Chan had self-knowledge.
Even if she successfully seized the opportunity and completed the breakthrough this time, it would just be reaching the level of Initial Half-Saint.
There was still a long distance from becoming a true Dou Saint.
The gap between Half-Saint and Dou Saint was even bigger than that between Dou Ancestor and Dou Venerate. Precisely because of this, Sikong Chan was shocked by Han Feng breaking through to Dou Saint.
"Then I'll leave first."
Sikong Chan said.
Han Feng nodded.
Sikong Chan leaped gently, her body flying towards another area of the Imperial City.
It seemed she really had some insights; otherwise, she wouldn't be in such a hurry.
Hope she can become a Half-Saint next time we meet.
Han Feng thought in his heart.
If she didn't even reach Dou Saint, participating in the subsequent series of battles would be a bit difficult.
He held high hopes for Sikong Chan.
The power of the Vermilion Bird Pure World Scripture, he knew after cultivating it; it was definitely one of the top techniques on the continent.
If Sikong Chan cultivated to the later stages, her strength would definitely be stronger than himself at the same realm in his previous life.
After all, in his previous life, he didn't have such a high-level technique; the best one was only Heaven Rank Intermediate Level.
Han Feng strolled out of the Imperial City Ancestral Land.
Although he didn't often use his title, in the eyes of the people of the Nanli Empire, he was the famous King of Southern Suppression.
There was no place in the entire Nanli Empire he couldn't go.
Even within the Imperial City, he moved freely without obstruction.
Arriving at the place where Lin Xian'er and the others lived, Han Feng found it empty, with no one there.
Did they all go out to play?
Han Feng sensed the location of the girls and found them in the northwest corner of the Vermilion Bird City.
Not far, and everyone's vital signs were normal.
Han Feng didn't bother anymore, calmed down, sat cross-legged in the room, and continued to practice the Vermilion Bird Pure World Scripture.
This fire attribute divine beast technique also greatly helped his mainly cultivated flame laws.
So Han Feng was happy to spend time researching it.
Great Success was just a stage. For the Vermilion Bird Pure World Scripture, Perfection might be a new starting point.
Han Feng had a premonition that merely obtaining these techniques was useless; he must cultivate them thoroughly to open the treasure of the Ancient God.
After discussing with Sikong Chan, the sense of responsibility in Han Feng's heart further increased.
As they say, when the sky falls, the tall ones hold it up.
Although Han Feng wasn't the "tallest" person on the Dou Qi Continent yet, if he wanted to defeat Hun Tiandi in the future, he must stand at the highest point of the Dou Qi Continent.
If he couldn't even achieve this step, there was no need to mention later things.
Han Feng seized the time to cultivate, striking while the iron was hot, practicing all three divine beast techniques.
He found that although the attributes were different, the three divine beast techniques could miraculously combine and assist each other.
Time passed bit by bit. Lin Xian'er and the others rushed back for dinner.
Seeing Han Feng appear in the room, they were very happy.
"Master, you finally came out of seclusion!"
Han Feng had ended his cultivation at this time and was honing his side profession skills.
He smiled and looked at Lin Xian'er: "Is Vermilion Bird City fun?"
"It's okay."
Lin Xian'er walked to Han Feng's side, sniffing gently with her small nose, as if looking for some scent.
However, the air was full of the smell of pill fragrance, without any suspicious scent at all.
What is Master refining pills for at this time?
Lin Xian'er thought suspiciously.
"Senior Brother!"
Mu Qingluan arrived late. She walked at the very back because she had the most fun and was the most reluctant to leave.
"You are actually the King of Southern Suppression of the Nanli Empire!"
Mu Qingluan shouted.
"I saw you in a statue palace in the Inner City!"
Mu Qingluan blinked her big eyes, staring at Han Feng.
"Senior Brother, they say you saved the Nanli Continent?"
"Not that exaggerated."
Han Feng replied.
Sikong Chan always liked to beautify him and elevate him to a very high position.
But in fact, Han Feng rarely moved in the Nanli Empire.
His help to the people of Nanli was far less than that of the locals.
Although Han Feng said so, Mu Qingluan still looked at him with the eyes of looking at a hero.
Han Feng glanced at his Junior Sister and said calmly: "Don't look at me like that. I know exactly what bad water is hidden in your heart."
"Hehe."
Mu Qingluan scratched her head awkwardly.
Truly worthy of Senior Brother!
Seen through before she even said it.
Not giving any chance to hide.
"Bad Senior Brother, then I'll say it straight!"
Mu Qingluan ran to Han Feng and said: "I heard others say you have a connection with the Vermilion Bird Divine Envoy?"
"Who did you hear that from?"
"Everyone says so. They say you summoned the Vermilion Bird Divine Envoy at a critical moment, repelled the evil demons, and protected the Nanli Empire."
Mu Qingluan asked curiously: "Senior Brother, did you really summon the Vermilion Bird Divine Envoy?"
"Mm."
Han Feng nodded.
"Wow! Then you..."
"Stop, I don't have that ability now."
Han Feng interrupted what Mu Qingluan wanted to say.
"How could it be? You are a Dou Saint now!"
Mu Qingluan widened her eyes.
Han Feng was somewhat speechless by this girl.
"Don't you know the history of the Vermilion Bird very well? How come you don't even know her cultivation?"
Mu Qingluan said naturally: "Senior Brother doesn't understand the history of the Vermilion Bird. Her strength has always been an unsolved mystery. Some say Dou Saint, some say Dou God. Anyway, it's a realm that most cultivators can't touch in their lifetime."
"Alright."
Han Feng condensed a Vermilion Bird Spirit with the Myriad Beast Flame and threw it to Mu Qingluan.
"Go play aside. This is the last trace of spiritual consciousness left by the Vermilion Bird."
Mu Qingluan received it carefully as if obtaining a treasure and ran aside to play.
Only then did Lin Xian'er and Gu Xun'er have the opportunity to get close and ask.
"Master, what happened between you and that Nanli Empress?"
"What do you mean what happened?"
"I mean, for such a long time, what did you do?"
Lin Xian'er couldn't hold it back and asked directly.
Gu Xun'er on the side twitched the corner of her mouth slightly.
As expected of you, Sister Xian'er, daring to ask such a question so directly.
"Cultivation, what else could we do?"
Han Feng laughed.
"This kind of question is not for you to worry about, Xian'er."
Han Feng's sentence made Lin Xian'er shut her mouth.
"In this era, cultivating well is better than anything."
Han Feng said: "Calm your mind; don't let your thoughts run wild."
"Xun'er, you too."
"Ah?"
Gu Xun'er straightened her back.
How did it involve me?
Collateral damage!
"Although your talent is powerful, it shouldn't be wasted."
Thinking of the future, Han Feng couldn't help but remind again.
"Dou Ancestor is not enough, Dou Venerate is not enough either. Becoming a Saint early, only then will you have a chance..."
Han Feng didn't say the second half of the sentence.
The pressure of life shouldn't be passed on to the next generation so easily.
"Chance?"
Gu Xun'er's heart skipped a beat.
What chance?
Could it be with Mr. Han...
Gu Xun'er blushed slightly.
"Mr. Han, Xun'er will remember."
Gu Xun'er said seriously.
"Mm."
Han Feng nodded with satisfaction.
Cultivating well is the right way.
Han Feng was also very optimistic about Gu Xun'er's future.
Her aptitude surpassed Sikong Chan, and she had such powerful forces and foundations behind her.
Her future achievements would start at least from Dou Saint.
After dinner, the Vermilion Bird City didn't quiet down. Some street markets were still brightly lit.
Han Feng and the girls walked on the streets of the Vermilion Bird Inner City, looking at the beautiful lake surface, quiet, relaxed, and comfortable.
"I'm going to visit an old friend. Do you want to follow or wander by yourselves?"
Han Feng saw that ahead was the territory of the Wenren family, so he stopped and said to the girls.
"I'll follow Master."
Lin Xian'er answered immediately.
"Actually, we've had enough wandering these days, but we haven't been inside some big families yet."
Lin Xian'er added an explanation.
After being scolded today, her attitude towards correction was still very positive.
Don't ask too much about Master's private affairs!
If asking, don't be so direct; find a reason to package it.
Gu Xun'er and the others also agreed one after another.
They were a group, so naturally, they should act together.
Wenren Mansion.
Han Feng visited incognito, entering the Wenren Mansion together with some wealthy merchants and nobles who wanted to visit the Wenren family.
Because there were many people outside, he didn't reveal his identity as the King of Southern Suppression.
Only inside the mansion, Han Feng looked at the layout around and snapped his fingers gently.
At this time, Wenren Xuan, who was studying alchemy books in his room, suddenly shivered.
He looked outside the house in disbelief, then hurriedly put down the alchemy book and strode out.
Flying plus teleporting, in just a few breaths, Wenren Xuan arrived at the venue where Han Feng was.
"Han... King of Southern Suppression!"
Wenren Xuan walked excitedly to Han Feng and bowed respectfully.
"You and I are old friends; no need for this."
Han Feng laughed.
"Address me as you did before."
"Then I'll be shameless and call you Brother Han."
Wenren Xuan had a straightforward character. Seeing Han Feng didn't care about these formalities, he returned to his original appearance.
"Heard Brother Han entered the city a few days ago. Originally wanted to meet you then, but didn't expect you were in retreat with Her Majesty."
"You know about this too?"
Han Feng was surprised.
So the whole Vermilion Bird City knew he was in retreat with Sikong Chan?