The Long Journey to Immortality

Although exchanging three drops of blood for three drops of blood is perfectly reasonable and an equal exchange.

But when Feng Hanchi made more demands and conditions, Feng You and Han Lu, as the initiators of the transaction, did not try to bargain at all, but simply waited quietly for what would happen next.

Feng Hanchi was an old friend of Feng You, and Feng You did not think that he would make any strange or harsh demands on his daughter, the junior he had high hopes for.

"Second, Han Lu, you must fight my grandson to prove your strength and potential."

In Feng Hanchi's view, the act of giving away essence and blood is not simply a matter of a few drops of essence and blood.

Giving his essence blood signifies that the Phoenix Clan power he possesses will support Feng You and its successor, Han Lu.

This is a very serious matter.

Already resembling a withered tree, and with no chance of living a long life, he has been dedicated to cultivating a successor.

Feng You, a new force from the Illusionary Phoenix Clan, is the object of his high hopes, while his grandson, Feng Wuyi, is the successor he has cultivated from within with great effort.

Naturally, when it came time to make another decision, Feng Hanchi believed that using Feng Wuyi as a yardstick to measure Han Lu was a brilliant way to test her.

As soon as Feng Hanchi proposed the idea, Feng You raised an objection, "Brother Hanchi, my daughter has only been cultivating for a few years and her cultivation level is low, far inferior to Wuyi. Isn't this arrangement a bit... unreasonable?"

Feng Wuyi also looked troubled at this moment.

He would be extremely unwilling to fight Han Lu.

If he wins, he'll definitely ruin the deal and make himself the villain.

If he deliberately lost the match to Han Lu, whose cultivation level was far lower than his, he would become a laughing stock and bring shame to his grandfather who had painstakingly nurtured him.

It's not an exaggeration to say that he was caught in a dilemma.

Feng Hanchi toyed with the "neutral pen" that Han Lu had just given her and said, "I didn't say that your daughter had to beat my grandson in order to complete this simple transaction."

Feng Hanchi added, "As long as Han Lu plays well and beautifully, and shows qualities that can impress me, even if it's just transforming into a three-winged true phoenix and simultaneously using three different phoenix divine abilities, I will agree to this and take out three drops of my old and decaying essence blood to give away."

After explaining the "rules," Feng Hanchi looked at Han Lu and asked, "So, Han Lu, are you willing to accept the test?"

At this point, Han Lu naturally had no reason to refuse.

Han Lu cupped her hands in a gesture of respect and said, "If that's all, I will naturally do my best."

"Wuyi, what about you? Would you be willing to be this opponent?" Feng Hanchi then looked at his grandson.

Feng Wuyi said, "I will follow Grandpa's arrangements."

Fengyou was also satisfied with this arrangement.

He was particularly curious about what skills his daughter possessed and what phoenix-like supernatural abilities she had mastered.

However, he also noticed a flaw in Feng Hanchi's arrangements.

“Brother Hanchi, my daughter will be entering the Holy Land in three days, and she is not allowed to leave Phoenix Perch Forest during this time,” Fengyou said. “And private fights are not allowed in Phoenix Perch Forest.”

"How about we reschedule this sparring match for seven days from now?"

Feng Hanchi shook his sleeves and said, "No need for such trouble, it's just a matter of time before we know the outcome."

"Brother You, have you forgotten that I possess the divine power of 'Concealing the Universe in One's Sleeve'?"

"Why don't you just let your daughter and my grandson both enter my long sleeves and practice their skills there, thus resolving this problem?"

Feng You nodded, "That's very good. If we can practice in Brother Hanchi's Qiankun Sleeve, we can avoid damaging the plants in Phoenix Perch Forest. I'll listen to Brother Hanchi."

As for whether Han Lu's injury during the sparring session would affect her return to the sacred land and the clan's reunion ceremony three days later, that was not even a consideration for Feng You and Feng Hanchi.

With two true spirits comparable to late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators watching over them and acting as referees, and the opponent being Feng Wuyi who knew how to use both light and heavy blows, how could anything go wrong?

With the two elders having reached an agreement, the two younger members naturally followed their arrangements.

Feng Hanchi put away the ballpoint pen that he was barely able to spin between his fingers, tugged at his right sleeve, and said, "Han Lu, Wu Yi, you two relax."

Feng Hanchi's sleeves expanded tenfold in an instant.

Before Han Lu could react, she realized that Feng Hanchi's open sleeves suddenly exerted an irresistible attraction on her, drawing her in.

The same applies to Feng Wuyi.

Han Lu felt a sudden darkness before her eyes. When the light returned to her eyes, she found herself in a white world, with Feng Wuyi not far away.

"Is this the little world within those long sleeves?" Han Lu looked around curiously, marveling to herself, "Is this a Nascent Soul level technique? It's incredibly powerful."

Chapter 378 True Spirit Showdown

Compared to the strange and mysterious little worlds in cultivation novels, Feng Hanchi's world in his sleeve is much more monotonous.

There wasn't even a blade of grass or a tree, let alone any life.

Even so, having personally experienced such profound and mysterious techniques, Han Lu couldn't help but marvel and developed a deep respect for Feng Hanchi, the master Feng You had mentioned.

On the other hand, Feng Wuyi did not exhibit such exaggerated behavior as Han Lu.

He had been to his grandfather's sleeve space before, so he was already prepared.

Calming down, Han Lu subconsciously took two steps back, creating some distance between herself and Feng Wuyi.

Just as the two were debating whether to exchange a few words and challenge each other to a duel or do something else, Feng Hanchi's voice suddenly came from outside, echoing in this world within his sleeve.

"Wuyi, Han Lu, you two get ready, wait..." Soon, a red star appeared in the sky above the white world. "Once the light of this red star fades, you two will begin your sparring."

"Han Lu, let me remind you again, my standards are not low. If you don't perform well, I would rather return your father's life essence than continue this transaction."

Immediately afterwards, Feng Hanchi sent two more telepathic messages to Feng Wuyi, offering some guidance, which was considered a way to properly calibrate Feng Wuyi, the ruler he had carefully cultivated, before the test.

After hearing Feng Hanchi's telepathic message, Feng Wuyi finally understood why Feng Hanchi had gone to such lengths, and realized how much effort he should put in during the upcoming sparring session, and whether he should attack or defend.

Meanwhile, in the wooden house where Feng Hanchi lived, outside the world within his sleeve, Feng You was using a simple secret technique that Feng Hanchi had just taught him, observing the world within his sleeve through his sleeve.

“Brother You, please don’t make things too difficult for my daughter,” Feng You thought, hoping to build a relationship and get Feng Hanchi to lower the difficulty of the postgraduate entrance exam. “She’s all alone out there, and it’s already not easy for her to be able to harmonize two bloodlines with the ‘True Phoenix Manual’ that she obtained by chance. What kind of talent or supernatural power can she awaken in this short time?”

“I don’t think so,” Feng Hanchi laughed. “Being able to harmonize the bloodlines of two phoenixes is extremely rare in the clan, so one must have extraordinary abilities.”

"Brother You's daughter must be extraordinary. Perhaps she has already mastered the three bloodlines. She will teach my nephew, who is humble on the surface but arrogant and thinks he is the best in the world, a lesson later."

Feng Hanchi knew Feng Wuyi's temperament perfectly well.

He went to great lengths to arrange this competition, partly to dampen his nephew's arrogance and teach him the lesson that there are always those more capable than oneself.

As for why they have so much confidence in Han Lu...

Feng Hanchi couldn't explain it either.

Perhaps it's because Han Lu's face bears a striking resemblance to his first love.

Or perhaps it's because of the three types of True Phoenix bloodlines within Han Lu's body.

After announcing when the sparring would begin, Han Lu and Feng Wuyi tacitly distanced themselves from each other.

Both remained silent, each pondering how to proceed and observing whether the red star floating in the air had dimmed.

Han Lu glanced at Feng Wuyi out of the corner of her eye, thinking to herself, "Feng Wuyi will definitely transform into a true spirit phoenix to fight me later."

"He is Li Feng, so he must be skilled in external martial arts."

"Therefore, I should use the Illusionary Phoenix Divine Power or illusionary spells more often to target his potential weaknesses."

"However, he has already reached the Transformation Realm, and his spiritual cultivation should be far superior to mine."

"My supernatural powers and spells might not be effective against him..."

"Then, should my goal be to win, or should my goal be to win Feng Hanchi's favor?"

The question lingered in Han Lu's mind for only a moment before she found the answer.

“Even if Feng Wuyi is only at the level of the early Golden Core stage, he is a True Spirit, and his combat strength must have reached the level of a mid-Golden Core cultivator.”

"I know I can't beat him."

"Then we should just use every means at our disposal and honestly answer the questions."

Having figured this out, Han Lu began to use this as a guideline to formulate her battle plan, focusing on how to showcase her many strange and unusual methods to elicit cheers from Feng Hanchi, who was watching from the sidelines.

About ten breaths later, the red star began to twinkle, as if it were counting down.

Han Lu was ready to use the "True Phoenix Manual" to transform into a three-winged true phoenix at any time. She was certain that if she used the Three Phoenix Divine Powers as Feng Hanchi had just said, she would pass the test.

Three more breaths passed, and the light of the red star completely disappeared, and the world returned to white.

The two people facing off not far away both activated the "True Phoenix Manual" immediately and transformed into true spirits.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Wuyi transformed into a fierce phoenix draped in black feathers and pounced on Han Lu with lightning speed.

Han Lu transformed into a three-colored, three-feathered phoenix, flapping her wings vigorously as she flew upwards, trying to distance herself from Feng Wuyi.

Playing well doesn't mean you should unleash all your skills at once, regardless of the timing.

Creating distance and avoiding direct confrontation was Han Lu's first priority.

As Han Lu flew at high speed, the gusts of cold wind stirred up by the flapping of her wings instantly transformed into several ice blades, slashing towards Li Fengfeng Wuyi, who was chasing after her.

Facing the incredibly sharp ice blades, Feng Wuyi neither dodged nor avoided them, directly clashing head-on with the ice blades summoned by Han Lu.

Li Feng's resilient feathers are not only her best weapon in battle, but also her best armor.

The ice blades that Han Lu casually summoned did not harm Feng Wuyi in the slightest. These ice blades struck Feng Wuyi's feathers, but did not even cause a single wound.

"Is this the defensive power of a True Spirit in the Transformation Realm?"

Watching her ice blades shatter in mid-air, Han Lu sighed inwardly, while continuing to use other techniques to demonstrate her strength.

Several feathers shot out from her body, like spirit swords being controlled, and approached Feng Wuyi, who was chasing closely behind Han Lu not far away.

This time, Feng Wuyi paid a little more attention and used a similar method to Han Lu, shooting out several black feathers from his body in an attempt to intercept Han Lu's attacks one by one.

Little did anyone know, Han Lu's act was merely a facade; her real trick was yet to come.

The feathers that Han Lu shot out were all red. When they approached Feng Wuyi, they did not collide with the black feathers that Feng Wuyi used. Instead, they attacked Feng Wuyi in the form of explosions.

Several explosions rang out, and Feng Wuyi was engulfed in smoke and dust.

But soon it became clear that Han Lu's attempt to deal with Feng Wuyi, whose cultivation level was higher than hers, using such methods was wishful thinking.

The explosion only added another layer of gray to Feng Wuyi's already black feathers, and he adapted quickly, turning those feathers, which were originally intended for defense, into offensive ones, shooting them towards Han Lu.

Sensing the feathers attacking her, Han Lu flapped her wings gracefully, turned around abruptly, and then spat out several streams of frost from her mouth.

Although the frost couldn't harm Feng Wuyi, it was more than enough to freeze the feathers that had left their master.