Early the next morning, Han Feng arrived at Yao Chen's room.
Yao Chen opened his eyes, a bright light shining within them.
He had adjusted his condition to its peak, and his entire aura was different.
"Master, let's go."
Han Feng took Yao Chen to a place rich in spiritual energy, where he had previously planted a spirit vein.
Dou Qi spread out, and Han Feng first set up a defensive formation around the perimeter to prevent any disturbances later.
Thud!
A four-star Dou Venerate-level human corpse was placed in the open space before them. The appearance was dignified, and the form was proper.
The most important thing was not the appearance, but the cultivation method practiced by this corpse in its previous life, which was upright and free of any sinister or evil qi.
It was perfectly suitable to be used as a resurrection ingredient.
Han Feng condensed four Heavenly Flames in his right hand, fusing them to form a gray flame.
"Master, are you ready?"
Yao Chen nodded seriously.
Han Feng took out a pill and handed it to Yao Chen.
"This is the Bone Generating and Blood Fusing Pill. Take it when the time for fusion comes, Master."
"I know."
Yao Chen took the pill. He had also studied the Flame Mantra and knew the steps of resurrection.
Next, Han Feng flicked the fused flame onto the four-star Dou Venerate corpse, while simultaneously taking a wisp of Yao Chen's soul power to begin the preliminary refinement.
He needed to refine all the death qi within the corpse, turning death into life. The moment vitality was born would be the time for Yao Chen to enter.
A Dou Venerate's corpse was very resistant to burning. Han Feng and Yao Chen waited patiently.
On the surface of the corpse, wisps of dim black qi were forced out of the body, yet the body parts were not damaged.
To achieve this step required exquisite flame control ability.
Han Feng clenched his hands, and the flames quickly converged, condensing on the surface of the corpse.
He took out the blood essence of the late-stage eighth-tier Nine Serene Deep Ground Python and slowly sprinkled it onto the surface of the corpse.
Sizzle!
When the blood essence met the Heavenly Flame, it was ignited in an instant. The purple blood sublimated rapidly but was firmly held by the Heavenly Flame, flowing throughout the corpse.
Slowly, a pattern of blood essence connecting the entire body appeared. Han Feng changed his hand seal, integrating the energy of the blood essence into the corpse.
At this stage, the face of the corpse was no longer recognizable.
It had become a brand-new human shell.
A body capable of accommodating a new soul.
When the last wisp of black qi dissipated from the eyebrows of the corpse, adversity turned into prosperity, and a trace of vitality emerged.
"Now!"
Han Feng shouted.
Yao Chen immediately swallowed the Bone Generating and Blood Fusing Pill. His soul body turned into a white light and drilled into the eyebrows of the corpse.
The soul power refined the pill, and a magical energy revolved, spreading to the physical body.
The vitality of the corpse grew stronger and stronger. Driven by the pill, strands of new blood and muscle began to grow.
Han Feng slowly let go. His task was complete. Next, it would depend on his master's own fortune.
Before leaving, Han Feng left the Heaven and Earth Qi Storage Pill behind. This pill could be taken internally or used externally.
If the energy of heaven and earth in this area dropped to a critical point, the pill would automatically break open to replenish the energy.
Han Feng left the place and stood guard for Yao Chen outside.
Before, it was Yao Chen who was nervous; now, it was him.
Hopefully, everything would go smoothly.
Han Feng closed his eyes, suppressed the emotions in his heart, and guarded outside the mountain.
Three days passed in a flash.
The Heaven and Earth Qi Storage Pill had broken open a day ago, replenishing the energy of heaven and earth.
This indicated that Yao Chen's resurrection progress was going smoothly.
Finally, on the afternoon of the third day, a powerful spatial fluctuation came from within the valley.
This was the aura of a peak Dou Venerate.
Nine Revolutions!
The moment Yao Chen opened his eyes, heaven and earth trembled.
Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally succeeded.
The matter of killing his master had tormented him for too long. Now that Yao Chen was resurrected, the evil fruits of the past had also welcomed a new life.
Han Feng's thoughts were clear.
Yao Chen was killed by another Han Feng, but he had resurrected him.
Han Feng had a clear conscience.
In the valley, a handsome white-haired man walked slowly towards him.
A smile appeared on Han Feng's face.
The number one alchemist on the continent, Venerate Yao, had returned.
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"Master, how do you feel?"
"Very good."
Yao Chen smiled lightly.
The resurrection method in the "Flame Mantra" did not disappoint him.
After resurrection, his whole person was completely renewed. He even saw the path he had failed to achieve before.
Half-Saint!
Half a life of wind and rain, half a life in the mortal world.
After his return, Venerate Yao had a deeper understanding of his life's path.
Just as Xiao Yan's three years of settling had brought him some different changes.
Yao Chen's thirty years of death had also given him some cultivation insights.
And this kind of cultivation insight was very precious on the path to breaking through to Half-Saint.
Perhaps this could be considered a blessing in disguise.
Yao Chen comforted himself in his heart.
"Master, do you want to stay in the Falling Star Pavilion for a while, or go back to Jia Nan Academy with me?"
"I'll live here. I'll notify you after I meet that old fellow Feng Xian."
Yao Chen now really wanted to see his old friend and see his surprised expression.
Han Feng smiled and nodded.
"Take good care of Xiao Yan. When his three-year agreement is over, bring him to the Falling Star Pavilion."
Speaking of Xiao Yan, Yao Chen felt a little guilty.
Actually, he hadn't taught Xiao Yan too many skills.
He sucked his Dou Qi for three years and taught him for one year.
Although Yao Chen indeed genuinely treated Xiao Yan as a direct disciple to cultivate.
However, due to the precedent of Han Feng, he inevitably had more wariness.
If he poured all his heart and soul into cultivating Han Feng back then, then in cultivating Xiao Yan, he had a bit more self-interest in mind.
That was why Yao Chen felt a little guilty.
"Okay, I will be responsible for teaching Little Junior Brother."
Han Feng said.
"But Master, you must be present for the three-year agreement, right?"
Yao Chen was stunned, then smiled. "That is natural!"
A small Misty Cloud Sect dares to bully my disciple, Yao Chen. He wants to see what ability the other party has!
Han Feng and Yao Chen returned to the residential area. Just as the two arrived home, they heard a fierce voice coming from a distance.
"Senior Brother!!!"
Han Feng's heart skipped a beat. Not good, I forgot about this.
Mu Qingluan flew over angrily.
Senior Brother Han is too detestable!
He agreed to accompany her the day after tomorrow, but he stood her up for a whole day!
Yao Chen looked at Mu Qingluan with a surprised gaze.
"She is..."
"She is Uncle-Master Feng's disciple."
"Oh!"
Yao Chen nodded.
So that old fellow also accepted a disciple?
Not bad, not bad.
Yao Chen looked Mu Qingluan up and down.
A very lively little girl.
Mu Qingluan rushed to Han Feng and reached out to hit him.
Han Feng helplessly accepted his junior sister's little fists, not daring to fight back.
He was indeed in the wrong in this matter, having forgotten the time Yao Chen needed for resurrection.
Yao Chen stepped aside, watching the two like watching a play.
He was still muttering.
"Although she's a bit small, they are a good match..."
Han Feng sweated and quickly stopped his little junior sister's actions.
"Junior Sister, stop hitting me for a moment. Look who this is?"
Mu Qingluan raised her small head, her eyes a little red.
Seeing that Han Feng's attitude was honest enough, she snorted lightly and looked at Yao Chen beside him.
"Eh?"
Mu Qingluan's eyes widened. Wasn't this the portrait her master often looked at?
"He is my teacher, and also Uncle-Master Feng's best friend, titled Venerate Yao, Yao Chen."
"Venerate Yao!"
Mu Qingluan exclaimed in surprise, her cherry mouth slightly open, forgetting to close it.
At this moment, she was lying in Han Feng's arms, sniffing, possessing a delicate beauty.
After coming to her senses, Mu Qingluan quickly left Han Feng's arms and wiped her face.
"You are, Uncle-Master Yao Chen?"
Mu Qingluan asked.
Yao Chen nodded.
"It really is you!"
Mu Qingluan's eyes lit up.
In fact, although her master managed the Falling Star Pavilion, he never called himself the Pavilion Master, but served as the Vice Pavilion Master.
Mu Qingluan had asked Feng Xian why he didn't become the Pavilion Master, and Feng Xian said that the position of Pavilion Master was reserved for an old friend.
And that old friend was the number one alchemist on the continent, Venerate Yao, Yao Chen!
In other words, this handsome man in front of her was the Pavilion Master of the Falling Star Pavilion?
For a moment, Mu Qingluan even forgot to find fault with Han Feng.
"Oh my, then I have to notify Master to come back quickly!"
"He must want to see you very much!"
Han Feng asked, "Junior Sister, didn't you notify him before?"
Mu Qingluan rolled her eyes at Han Feng.
"Master said to notify him only in an emergency!"
Han Feng smiled and rubbed his little junior sister's head.
"Then go quickly."
"Hmph, bad Senior Brother, I'll remember this!"
Mu Qingluan uttered a ruthless word, then trotted away.
Yao Chen came to Han Feng's side and whispered, "Go tell your junior sister not to reveal the news about me."
"Ah?"
Han Feng looked at his teacher in confusion.
Yao Chen winked.
Han Feng nodded in realization.
Does Master want to give Uncle-Master a surprise?
Catching up with Mu Qingluan, Han Feng conveyed Yao Chen's idea.
Mu Qingluan naturally agreed, but seeing Han Feng, she felt emotional again.
"Senior Brother, how are you going to compensate me?"
"How about I accompany you for two more days?"
Mu Qingluan shook her head.
"I'll refine another spirit treasure for you?"
Mu Qingluan continued to shake her head.
"Then pills?"
Mu Qingluan's eyes lit up, but she still shook her head.
"...Then what do you want?"
Han Feng simply asked.
Mu Qingluan looked at Han Feng. "You'll agree to anything?"
"Anything!"
Just after saying that, Han Feng's heart jumped inexplicably. Why did it feel a bit wrong?
It seems that in his previous life, he also fell into a trap like this...
Mu Qingluan blushed slightly, looked around, and after finding no one, whispered carefully, "I want Senior Brother to help me..."
Hearing this, Han Feng's face turned dark.
Sure enough...
He looked at Mu Qingluan's flat chest and comforted, "Junior Sister, you can't rush this kind of thing. You are still young."
"Then refine some basic pills for me first. If I'm still this small when I grow up, you help me then!"
Han Feng was silent for a moment, then nodded.
He knew the final outcome.
But dragging it out for a few years is a few years.
Actually, this matter was mainly because the Heavenly Demon Phoenix girl from the Wind Lightning Pavilion had once mocked Mu Qingluan about this matter, so this girl remembered it.
"You refine it for me today, no going back on your word!"
Mu Qingluan pulled Han Feng's sleeve, afraid that he would run away again.
Han Feng was helpless and promised, "I'll refine it today. Go notify Uncle-Master Feng quickly."
"Okay!"
Mu Qingluan ran away with a smile.
"Remember not to reveal Master's news. Use another excuse."
"I know!"