Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

Tigers kill people, and people kill tigers.

Time is also destiny.

Picking up the tiger's corpse, Han Feng returned the way he came and dumped it by the roadside.

By this time, the woodcutters had already returned home, so Han Feng raised his sword and wrote the four characters "The evil tiger has been killed" on a thick tree.

After doing all this, Han Feng glanced at the deserted mountainside, his blue battle aura condensing into wings behind him, and he pierced the sky like a sharp sword.

Chapter 12 Disaster

Galloping through the mountains without attracting attention and avoiding crowds is Han Feng's true way of traveling.

After flying for a while, Han Feng crossed Qingshan Town and arrived at the outer edge of the Monster Mountain Range.

As darkness approached, Han Feng decided to find a nearby village to stay overnight.

Some areas on the outskirts of the Monster Mountains are still safe, so small villages tend to cluster there.

Han Feng flew high in the sky, his eyes carefully searching for a small village that might be visited by the Medicine King tonight.

At this time of day, everyone should be cooking, and the smoke from cooking fires makes it easy to find.

After flying a short distance, Han Feng finally spotted a wisp of smoke not far away.

Han Feng accelerated and was about to land, but the next second, he froze.

The village at the foot of the mountain in the distance was shrouded in a purple mist.

Just looking at it from afar, you could feel an ominous aura.

Han Feng frowned, his battle qi wings flapped rapidly, and he transformed into a streak of light, falling near the village.

The flame barrier formed by the Sea Heart Flame kept Han Feng outside his body, and all the purple mist dissipated upon contact.

"This is... poison?"

Standing in the purple mist, Han Feng felt a familiar feeling well up in his heart.

Without a second thought, Han Feng immediately used his soul power to check the surrounding situation.

However, what Han Feng saw made his scalp tingle.

In every household, the corpses lay stiffly on the ground, their skin purplish and their eyes bulging—all signs of poison gas entering the body.

Han Feng's heart sank.

In this situation, the entire village would probably be wiped out.

Could it be a poisoning?

It is based directly on the entire village as a unit.

If the blood-striped tiger discovered this morning was harming people out of its nature, then the current poisoning of the entire village is a blatant crime.

Although Han Feng had witnessed many of these brutal and bloody events, it did not mean that he had become numb to them.

With a hint of anger in his eyes, Han Feng formed a hand seal.

"receive!"

A Douhuang powerhouse can manipulate the power of heaven and earth.

The poisonous fog quickly gathered towards Han Feng, gradually compressing into a poisonous gas crystal the size of a palm.

After doing all this, Han Feng walked toward the village, whose outlines were now clearly visible.

At this moment, the fleeing corpses displayed their helpless, terrified, and desperate expressions. Han Feng used his soul power to check the vitality of each person.

But without a doubt, no one survived in that kind of poisonous gas that would kill ordinary people.

Han Feng stopped and stood still as he passed a small house.

He heard a clear and steady heartbeat coming from inside the small room.

Han Feng pushed open the door and saw the scene inside.

The small house was not very big, and judging from the furniture and decorations, the family must be very poor.

A mother and daughter were sitting close together by the stove.

The mother's face was as pale as paper, her eyes were tightly closed, and the blood that seeped from the corner of her mouth had congealed into a scab, but she still held her daughter tightly, as if she wanted to protect her in her arms.

In stark contrast to her mother's expression, the little girl in her arms had a rosy complexion and was breathing deeply, as if she had eaten something highly nourishing, and was fast asleep.

Han Feng felt a mix of emotions.

He finally understood what that familiar feeling was.

The body is afflicted by toxic substances and is accompanied by poisonous gases.

Stepping forward, Han Feng gently lifted the girl's clothes and saw the seven-colored poisonous line on her lower abdomen.

With a deep sigh, Han Feng looked at the girl, who was only four or five years old at the time, and the anger in his heart quietly dissipated.

The body is prone to bringing misfortune to those around it if one is not careful.

If someone is born into a sect of cultivators, there are ways to stop this condition. But if someone is born into an ordinary family, once it breaks out, it will be a tragedy.

Ordinary people have no power to resist the overwhelming poison gas.

Han Feng tried to lift the girl from her mother's arms, but her mother's fingers were tightly clenched, terribly stiff.

Looking at the girl's peaceful face, Han Feng couldn't help but think of the Heavenly Poison Woman from his previous life.

Are you her?

If so, then it truly is fate.

Fate brought them together again, and in this life, Han Feng now possessed the means to change the fate of the Heavenly Poison Woman.

But fate seemed equally cruel; the girl did not escape the initial misfortune.

How should Han Feng explain to the girl that the entire village died because of her cursed poison body?

With extremely complex emotions in his heart, Han Feng turned and walked out of the room.

To be fair, the Heavenly Poison Woman in her previous life committed a great deal of killing, creating many high-level poisons and controlling the upper-level cultivators of the Izumo Empire.

After Han Feng obtained the method to resolve the Calamity Poison Body, he considered using this method to persuade the Heavenly Poison Woman to lay down her butcher's knife.

Unfortunately, by then, the Heavenly Poison Woman had already died from the backlash of her poisonous body.

Those cultivators also perished because they could not control the poison.

If it were the Heavenly Poison Woman from her previous life, Han Feng wouldn't have felt much pity for her.

But in this life, the other person is still a child whose mind is not yet mature—Han Feng never believed in the existence of innate sin.

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The girl slowly woke up, but what awaited her was a hell of despair.

"Mother, mother!"

The girl struggled to break free from her mother's embrace, only to find that her mother's hands were as cold as ice.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

At this moment, the girl naively thought that her mother was just sick and examined her mother's body with clumsy methods.

Han Feng watched all this silently. In some ways, the little girl was not as lucky as Han Feng.

Both Han Feng and Han Feng became orphans, but Han Feng was just an infant at the time and didn't remember anything.

However, given the little girl's current age, it's difficult to get away with excuses.

"Little girl."

Han Feng suddenly spoke, startling the little girl.

"You, who are you?"

Do you remember what just happened?

Han Feng asked.

The little girl froze on the spot, then took a few steps back in fear.

"me......"

Some terrifying memories began to flood her mind.

In the evening, she accidentally ate a herb, and afterwards felt a little dizzy. When she got home, her body began to release bursts of purple gas. Mother, Mother...

Tears streamed down the girl's face. She pushed Han Feng away and ran outside.

She ran to her neighbor's house and saw her neighbor's gruesome death.

The stumbling little girl continued running towards another house, where she discovered several more bodies...

The girl ran through all the nearby houses but found no living person. She finally broke down and collapsed to the ground.

"I'm sorry... Mother..."

"I'm sorry... everyone..."

Han Feng walked up to the girl without saying a word.

"Can you...can you save my mother, save everyone?"

The girl said to Han Feng while crying.

This was the only living person present besides her, even though she didn't know them.

Han Feng remained silent for a moment before saying, "I'm sorry, they... are already dead."

The girl glared angrily at Han Feng.

"No, Mother is not dead, everyone is not dead!"

A loud bang echoed in the sky, and the rain began to fall without warning.

Han Feng did not refute, but simply looked up at the sky, the rain wetting his cheeks.

Chapter 13 Fate

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and soon both of them were soaked.

The girl was still crying, tears mingling with the rain, her purple hair clinging wetly to her skin, filled with helplessness and pitifulness.

Although Han Feng was also in the rain, his long hair was neatly tied up, and the rain did not affect his demeanor.

He looked at the girl with pity, having no right to stop her from grieving.

Just as he did not presumptuously take the girl away directly and then deceive her into believing that the villagers had another cause of death.

When dealing with others, Han Feng first and foremost shows them equal respect.

As the girl confessed, Han Feng's last shred of doubt turned into determination.

"The spirit of the sea forgives you; from this moment on, your sins will be cleansed."

Han Feng slowly bent down, his large hand covering the girl's damp purple hair.

At the same time, a pulsating ocean core rose behind him, its azure light swallowing the darkness of the sky and illuminating it.

The warmth dispelled the cold rain, and the girl looked up blankly, her eyes filled with hope.

"Your misfortune will now come to an end!"

Han Feng's figure was enveloped in the sacred sea light, falling into the girl's eyes like a god descending to earth.

At that moment, she believed that her mother had not lied to her.

"Child, don't be afraid. One day, you will find your home."

"Mother..."

Tears welled up in the girl's eyes again. She slowly closed her eyes and let herself fall into the endless ocean.

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Han Feng picked up the girl and carried her into the house. The warm fighting spirit dried the rainwater off both of them.