Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

Amidst the enthusiastic farewells of the shop assistants, Han Feng stepped out of the Wan Yao Zhai gate. By this time, the mercenaries had already bought their medicine powder and were heading towards the town gate.

"The leader is Mu She. I heard that he recently advanced to the Seven-Star Dou Zhe level and has already recruited a group of mercenaries to work for him."

People on the street were gossiping, their tone seemingly tinged with sarcasm.

Han Feng didn't pay any attention and returned to the inn immediately.

However, when he pushed open the door and entered the bedroom, he saw the girl on the bed curled up in a ball, hugging her knees, her shoulders shrugging. Hearing the noise, she suddenly raised her head, her eyes blurry with tears.

Upon seeing Han Feng, the girl immediately jumped off the bed and pounced on him without even putting on her shoes.

Han Feng caught the girl, who clung tightly to his leg with barely any strength, her tears soaking his clothes.

"Why are you crying?"

Han Feng patted the girl's head and asked gently.

"I thought you were gone."

The girl said, her voice trembling with tears, sounding aggrieved.

She had come to regard Han Feng as her reason for living, and she would break down if Han Feng left her.

"I left a note on the table, didn't you see it?"

Han Feng spoke patiently in a gentle voice.

The girl shook her head.

Han Feng picked her up and carried her to the desk. Both of them saw the note on the desk that read, "I'm going out for a moment."

The girl froze for a moment, then stopped crying.

She blushed and lowered her head, but hugged him even tighter.

"I, I didn't see it... I didn't mean to."

Han Feng sensed the unease in the girl's words and comforted her instead.

"Okay, stop crying. You need to learn to be strong. What good will crying do if I'm really not by your side?"

Upon hearing this, the girl immediately stopped crying and quickly wiped her face with her dirty little hands, only to make her face even dirtier.

Han Feng's serious expression vanished instantly, and he playfully flicked the girl's nose.

"Go wash your face and hands. I brought you breakfast."

The girl immediately obeyed and went to wash up.

The little girl, who had lost her home and family, obeyed Han Feng's orders in a fawning manner, showing unparalleled subservience to him in her actions.

She was terrified that Han Feng would abandon her, so she completely abandoned the coquettishness that is typical of girls her age and obeyed her master like a pet.

Han Feng had no other choice but to try to influence them gradually in the future.

After washing up, the girl sat down obediently, with a steaming breakfast in front of her.

She glanced at Han Feng, and seeing him smile and nod, she began to eat cautiously.

After the girl finished eating, Han Feng asked:

"What's your name?"

The girl wiped her mouth and answered seriously:

"My name is... Lin Xian'er."

Chapter 15 Apprenticeship

"Good name."

Han Feng thought of Lin Xian'er's mother, Lin Qiao'er.

The name was probably given to her by her mother; as for the girl's father, there may be other secrets.

"My name is Han Feng."

Han Feng didn't ask any further questions, but instead revealed his name.

"Lord Han."

Lin Xian'er immediately replied respectfully.

Han Feng nodded slightly and asked, "Do you know the secret inside your body?"

Lin Xian'er shook her head and said, "I don't know, but there must be something strange about me, otherwise I wouldn't have killed so many people."

"Lord Han, if I cause the deaths of even more people in the future, just kill me now!"

Lin Xian'er looked into Han Feng's eyes, her gaze firm and unwavering.

This is a little girl's naive yet firm vow.

Han Feng saw the seriousness in Lin Xian'er's eyes, but of course he couldn't kill her.

Although Lin Xian'er possesses a body of calamity and poison, she is kind-hearted, which is the real reason why Han Feng decided to adopt her.

If the other party is an ordinary girl, Han Feng can hand her over to a good family for adoption, or take her back to Fengcheng for simple resettlement.

But the Calamity Poison Body is different; ordinary families do not have the ability to adopt her, and no one else can save her.

Only he could gradually change Lin Xian'er's tragic fate.

"I won't kill you; I'll take you as my disciple," Han Feng said.

Lin Xian'er's resolute gaze changed, and she stared blankly at Han Feng.

"Your secret is the Calamity Poison Body, a powerful innate poison cultivation physique that can continuously devour toxins to become stronger. The evidence is the seven-colored poison line on your lower abdomen."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xian'er immediately pulled down her pants in front of Han Feng and found the seven-colored lines below her abdomen.

Han Feng avoided eye contact and continued, "Once this poisonous body consumes toxins, it will automatically awaken. The reason why the people in the mountain village died was because of the poisonous gas released when your poisonous body awakened."

Lin Xian'er suddenly understood when she thought of the poisonous herb she had accidentally eaten that day.

“If left unchecked, you may indeed bring disaster to the world in the future... but I have a way to help you control your poison.”

Han Feng looked at Lin Xian'er and said:

"If you are willing to become my apprentice, I will do my best to teach you."

Lin Xian'er finally came to her senses, knelt down in front of Han Feng, and kowtowed three times.

"Master!"

Han Feng nodded with satisfaction.

"Alright, then I will accept you as my disciple today."

This is Han Feng's first time accepting a disciple, both in past and present lives.

He helped Lin Xian'er up and patted the dust off her clothes.

"Starting today, I will teach you the Qi cultivation technique. You should practice diligently and strive to control your poisonous body as soon as possible. Before that, do not let anyone else know this secret."

"Yes! Master!"

Lin Xian'er said firmly.

"Then let's not delay and begin now."

Han Feng taught Lin Xian'er the most basic method of absorbing Qi. In the Dou Qi Continent, the foundation of all cultivation is Dou Qi.

Only by sensing this extraordinary energy can we talk about anything else.

Lin Xian'er had just come across the cultivation formulas and couldn't start cultivating directly. She memorized the human body's meridian routes and some key points of cultivation according to the book Han Feng had given her.

Han Feng carried her around until noon before taking her out for lunch.

A well-dressed, refined young man, leading a ragged little girl, attracted the attention of many passersby.

The girl leaned against Han Feng's back, feeling somewhat inferior.

Han Feng realized that he should buy the girl some suitable clothes.

The two went into a restaurant and ordered several stir-fried dishes and two bowls of rice.

The waiter quickly called out to the kitchen and then brought out tea for the guests to enjoy.

Mercenary business is extremely developed in Qingshan Town, so almost every other table in the restaurant has naked men drinking and chatting, with a pile of weapons next to them, and the smell of blood and sweat makes people not want to go near them.

High-ranking officials and dignitaries go to exclusive hotels and wouldn't come to places like this. Han Feng, being new to this place, didn't pay much attention to such things.

Therefore, his elegant attire attracted the attention of some men who had drunk their fill of horse urine.

After lunch, Han Feng paid the bill, which came to ten copper coins, a very cheap price.

"Waiter, where is the largest cloth shop in Qingshan Town?"

"Sir, if you have the money, go to the Embroidery Pavilion two streets to the east, you won't regret it!"

"Okay, thank you."

Han Feng added three more copper coins as a reward and left the restaurant with Lin Xian'er.

Moments after they stepped out the door, a group of mercenaries, reeking of alcohol, exchanged a knowing smile.

"Go, follow!"

Han Feng and Lin Xian'er arrived near the Embroidery Pavilion, which the waiter had mentioned. The luxuriously decorated storefront stood out as a symbol of prestige in the barren town of Qingshan.

The three large characters “Xiuluo Pavilion” were soaked in gold paint, with dragons and phoenixes dancing in the air.

This is a well-known fabric brand in the Gama Empire, and the power behind it is related to the three words "Mitter".

As for why "Xiuluo Pavilion" is located in Qingshan Town, it's probably because the mercenaries here regularly provide the freshest animal hides and furs.

The shop owner buys the goods from the mercenaries at prices higher than the market rate, then processes and manufactures them using special techniques, before transporting them to major cities, attaching expensive labels, and selling them to noble families and wealthy households.

Therefore, in Qingshan Town, few people go to Xiuluoge to buy ready-made clothes. They usually look at the fabric and then buy a small piece to process themselves.

Han Feng stepped into this well-funded fabric store, where various high-end fabrics hung on the walls, and a pleasant fragrance filled the air.

The environment alone is enough to attract most people to shop here.

However, most people probably don't even have the courage to step inside. They only dare to stand outside the gate for a moment and then walk away with longing eyes, turning back every few steps.

"Could you recommend some clothes for a little girl?"

Han Feng said to the female shop assistant next to him.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment while we take your measurements."

Another shop assistant brought a ruler, which the female shop assistant took and squatted down to measure Lin Xian'er.

Throughout the entire process, she showed no dissatisfaction whatsoever, even though Lin Xian'er was indeed a bit dirty.

Professionalism provides customers with a positive shopping experience.

Next, the female shop assistant planned to wash Lin Xian'er's body, but Han Feng simply touched her lightly, and azure water droplets dripped from his fingertips.

To the astonishment of the female shop assistant, Lin Xian'er was enveloped in a ball of water, turning into a water sphere with only her head sticking out.

"Alright, go change your clothes and get clean."

Han Feng smiled and patted Lin Xian'er's head, his fighting spirit instantly drying the wet spots.

The female shop assistant glanced at Han Feng respectfully, bowed slightly, and led the obedient Lin Xian'er to the changing room.

Han Feng browsed around the shop, keeping an eye on Lin Xian'er's situation.

He overlooked the quality of the fabric shop, so he simply gave Lin Xian'er a quick bath.

A short while later, the female shop assistant brought Lin Xian'er out, who had changed into a white dress.

The little girl has delicate features, and although she is petite, her ethereal气质 (qi zhi, a kind of refined elegance or aura) is still undeniable.

The name Xian'er is quite fitting.

Han Feng nodded slightly, pointed to the clothes he had just looked at, and said, "I'll take one of each of these styles."

He took out a purple-gold card and handed it to the female shop assistant.

"This should be enough."