Northwest Continent, Black-Corner Region, Feng City.
In an alchemy room, Han Feng's eyes shot open. The intense emotional turmoil caused the medicinal pill he was effortlessly refining before him to tremble violently.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Unstable energy raged within the medicinal cauldron, on the verge of exploding.
With a casual lift of his hand, Han Feng quieted the medicinal pill, returning it to its proper course.
"Where am I..."
Han Feng looked at his surroundings in shock and doubt, and then the memories of this body began to surge forth.
He was also Han Feng, but at the age of sixteen, this Han Feng had chosen to betray Yao Chen, joining forces with Mu Gu to kill his benevolent master.
In his previous life's memory, the Mu Gu incident was but a minor ripple in his cultivation journey, so small it was almost insignificant.
After he told Yao Chen what Mu Gu had said to entice him, Yao Chen quickly dealt with the matter. Afterward, he only gave him a beating and warned him that if he encountered such a thing again, he must tell him immediately.
Han Feng could well understand Yao Chen's feelings when he hit him, because he had almost been swayed by Mu Gu to cultivate a technique that would rapidly advance his level by draining his potential.
Once he started cultivating it, the foundation Yao Chen had spent the last ten years building for him would have been wasted.
On the Dou Qi Continent, any clan with even a little heritage knew how important building a foundation was.
And the foundational training Han Feng received was comparable to that of the ancient Dou God clans. Yao Chen had given him the best of everything, even better than what he himself had had as a child.
The fact that Han Feng was able to advance to Dou Saint at a young age was partly thanks to Yao Chen's bone and marrow tempering methods, a testament to Yao Chen's painstaking efforts.
So, when Han Feng was spanked, he didn't make a sound, at most shedding a few tears. After all, that was the first time Yao Chen had ever hit him.
Past memories flooded in like a tide, and then receded.
Han Feng sat there dumbfounded, as if he had lost his soul.
"I... killed my master..."
He looked at his right hand in despair, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.
Although this was not the deed of the current "him," but a crime committed by another Han Feng.
But after transmigrating into this body, dwelling on all this was meaningless.
The grave mistake had already been made.
Han Feng slaying his master was an irreversible fact in this world.
Even if he was the "Mysterious Yellow Saint" in his previous life and had even experienced the power of a Dou God before his death, he could not change it.
In a daze, Han Feng recalled the scene before his death in his previous life.
He had been captured by Hun Tiandi and, along with Yao Chen and a group of alchemy grandmasters, was forced to refine an Emperor Grade Embryonic Pill.
After everyone had staked their lives to successfully refine the pill, the surviving Han Feng consumed the emperor pill, gained the power of a Dou God, and killed Hun Tiandi and the Nihility Devouring Flame in a counterattack. But in the end, he too could not withstand the energy of the emperor pill and exploded, dying.
Although he was unclear about the reason for his transmigration here, his rebirth undoubtedly carried a mission.
This world was largely the same as his previous life. Apart from the different choices made by a few individuals, the eight great ancient Dou God clans still existed.
Xiao, Gu, Hun, Yan, Lei, Yao, Shi, Ling.
This also meant that in the future, the Hun Clan would still carry out the conspiracy that Hun Tiandi had been planning for a thousand years.
If he didn't change things, then his close friends and elders would all die at the hands of the Hun Clan.
For the sake of those who are still alive, I cannot fall here!
Han Feng slowly stood up, a light gradually returning to his eyes.
———
Changing into a long blue robe, Han Feng walked out of the alchemy room without hesitation.
"Your Excellency."
The personal guard outside the door clasped his fist in a salute.
Han Feng did not respond and walked straight out.
He felt no joy of rebirth now. On the contrary, his mind was in a turmoil. Even though he had made the decision to continue living, this was the first time he had lived in a world without Yao Chen.
That mentor, on whom he could rely and let go of everything, was gone.
In short, Han Feng no longer had a home.
He was more like a lonely stranger, who had come to this Dou Qi Continent that was both incredibly familiar and incredibly strange.
The bamboo forest of Feng City.
Han Feng spent an afternoon setting up a tombstone deep within the bamboo forest. This was the first thing he did after being reborn.
Kneeling before the tombstone, Han Feng murmured to himself, "Master, Feng'er is still alive."
"But why are you gone?"
A gentle breeze blew past, the bamboo forest rustling.
It was as if it were expressing Han Feng's sorrowful and helpless mood at this moment.
He was not speaking to the Yao Chen of this world, but pouring out the bitterness in his heart to his benevolent master from his previous life.
"Three days from now, Feng'er will go to fulfill his mission."
"For now, let Feng'er rest for a while."
———
Time eases sorrow. Han Feng's mood gradually calmed over these three days.
He was slowly adapting to this world, while also thinking about what to do next.
He was now nearly fifty years old, at the six-star Dou Emperor realm, and his alchemy skills had reached the sixth grade.
In the Black-Corner Region, he was respectfully called the "Medicine Emperor," an object of flattery for many powerful individuals.
No matter how one looked at it, he was an extremely successful middle-aged man.
However, this was only how others saw him.
In the current Han Feng's eyes, this body was as poor as it could possibly be.
Having cultivated a secret method that drained his potential in his youth, his originally exceptional aptitude had been riddled with flaws.
It was a case of pulling up seedlings to help them grow, putting the cart before the horse.
One must know that the Han Feng of his previous life was already the renowned "Mysterious Yellow Venerate" in the Central Plains by the time he was forty.
But this current body had not even broken through to Dou Ancestor.
Calculating the time, Han Feng had only thirty or forty years of leeway.
Fortunately, Han Feng already had a plan in mind.
In his previous life, the Hun Clan succeeded because they chose to defeat the eight great clans one by one.
Before they made a move on the Gu Clan, the other ancient clans had already been exterminated by the Hun Clan.
The Gu Clan lost the best opportunity to intervene and was ultimately isolated and weak. Even though Gu Yuan tried to turn the tide, he could not escape the fate of his clan's destruction.
But in fact, the Gu Clan had a chance to survive.
Even if the other clans were all destroyed, the Gu Clan still had a chance.
Because Han Feng later learned something.
After Hun Tiandi and the Nihility Devouring Flame opened the Ancient God's Mansion, they discovered a peak expert inside who was also at the nine-star Dou Saint level.
That was the former emperor of the Ancient Void Dragons!
This dragon emperor was also a legend, with unparalleled combat power, comparable to Gu Yuan and Hun Tiandi. Unfortunately, he was alone and was ultimately killed by the combined forces of Hun Tiandi and the Nihility Devouring Flame, failing to change the outcome.
But if it had been known earlier that such a master was hidden within the Ancient God's Mansion, then perhaps Gu Yuan would not have clung to the ancient jade, waiting until he was killed by Hun Tiandi before being "forced" to hand it over.
If Gu Yuan and the King of the Ancient Void Dragons had joined forces, they might have had a chance to stop Hun Tiandi.
Of course, in this life, the Hun Clan's plan had not yet fully unfolded, and Han Feng had many opportunities to interfere.
The immediate priority was still strength.
He had to at least reach the Dou Saint realm to barely have the qualifications to speak with the ancient clans.
And for the current Han Feng, this was not a simple task.
First, he was already far behind his previous life, and most of his potential had been exhausted.
Even with the opportunities and resources of his past life, it would be difficult to replicate that glorious path of advancement.
However, compared to these facts, Han Feng was more concerned about something else.
This body had actually cultivated the incomplete "Flame Mantra"!
In his previous life, before his master sacrificed himself, he told him.
The "Flame Mantra" was of utmost importance in being able to turn the tide at the end, getting the help of the Tou She Ancient God to trap Hun Tiandi and the Nihility Devouring Flame, allowing Han Feng to successfully obtain the emperor pill.
"Perhaps, this is my true opportunity."
Han Feng recalled the complete circulation path of the "Flame Mantra" in his mind, and an eerie blue flame ignited in his palm.