Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

Han Feng didn't refuse. After accepting the ticket, he smiled and said, "Xian'er is my apprentice. Next time, Ms. Eileen, please don't call her by the wrong name."

Eileen covered her mouth and smiled, her eyes glistening with a watery light. From any angle, she was a beauty, no wonder Lin Xian'er was stunned yesterday.

However, Han Feng seemed to be a straightforward man and never expressed any amazed admiration for Eileen's appearance.

Even after Han Feng turned and went back to the inn, no ambiguous atmosphere arose between the two.

This left Eileen feeling somewhat frustrated once again, and she even began to doubt whether there was something wrong with her outfit that morning.

As top auctioneers in the Mittel family, using their beauty to connect with high-value clients is a common tactic among female auctioneers.

The family's training team also has special courses that teach the women in the family how to navigate among many major clients and remain untainted by any romantic entanglements.

Although Eileen is still a virgin, her sophisticated charm would probably make everyone think she is a woman who has been through many battles.

While this image may lack some innocence, it often lowers guests' guard.

Han Feng returned to the inn and placed breakfast on the table. Lin Xian'er had already woken up and was washing up.

Eileen brought him some good news early this morning.

A way to obtain more than one Tianyuan Flower.

If that's the case, then having some interaction with the other party wouldn't be a loss.

This channel will remain useful at least until Han Feng has fully mastered the "Tian Yuan Finger" technique.

Due to the special rules of the Mittel Auction House, Eileen could not disclose the detailed information of the relevant guests, and Han Feng had no intention of breaking the rules.

Anyway, he has other things to do first right now, so he can take his time with the Tianyuan Flower.

"Master, are we leaving today?"

After Lin Xian'er finished washing up, she came out to have breakfast and saw the flight ticket on the table.

"Well, it's only taking off at ten o'clock, so it's still early."

Han Feng stroked the Eileen badge in his hand, watching Lin Xian'er eat with a smile on his face.

Between morning and takeoff, Lin Xian'er did her morning lessons, while Han Feng took the time to refine some more pills for use in the desert.

The simplest is a moisturizing lotion made from ice plant and bee balm, which ranks second and would definitely sell like hotcakes in a city on the edge of the desert.

Han Feng and Lin Xian'er arrived at the Flying Monster Arena an hour early. There was a long queue, but Han Feng's special ticket allowed them to pass through a special channel.

After passing a group of people and boarding the flying magical beast, Han Feng discovered that many of those on board were alchemists.

As part of the imperial policy, alchemists can enjoy free transportation and special privileges.

After taking their seats, they found themselves in a private room. The special treatment the Mittel family received was no less than that of alchemists, and perhaps even more so.

Han Feng slapped his forehead, realizing he had almost forgotten that he was also an alchemist.

However, if he were to reveal his sixth-grade alchemist badge, it would likely cause quite a stir, so it's best to keep it hidden.

After all, this operation should not cause too much of a commotion or let too many people know about it.

After waiting quietly for an hour, Han Feng had already begun his instruction of Lin Xian'er in the private room.

An hour later, the flying monster took off on time, heading for Desert City.

It was Lin Xian'er's first time riding a flying magical beast, and she was so surprised that she hugged Han Feng tightly, peeking out the window with her eyes full of curiosity.

The thick-winged bird flapped its enormous wings, causing the air currents to surge and slowly rise.

"Master, it's flying! It's flying!"

Han Feng hugged his timid disciple tightly and gently patted her back to comfort her.

After the flight stabilized, Han Feng held a book on medicinal herbs in one hand and used the other hand to lift Lin Xian'er off him.

"Okay, let's continue."

Lin Xian'er was still in shock, but when she saw that class was about to start, she immediately sat down obediently and looked at Han Feng attentively.

Chapter 19 Desert City

During the three days of flight, Han Feng and Lin Xian'er practiced their cultivation regularly every day.

They hovered above the clouds, watching the sunrise and the sunset.

Because of these beautiful views, Lin Xian'er fell in love with the feeling of flying.

At this moment, she was wearing a light blue dress, her smooth purple hair dancing in the wind, facing the sea of ​​clouds, with her arms outstretched.

After these days of study and practice, Lin Xian'er's temperament has become increasingly elegant.

Moreover, because she was once a girl from a mountain village, even though she learned relevant aristocratic etiquette from Han Feng, her eyes still retained an innocent and natural charm.

The two elements blended perfectly, creating Lin Xian'er's unique and ethereal temperament.

This is something that women like Mittel Eileen, who are carefully cultivated and nurtured by their families, cannot possess.

Without ever embracing nature with joy, one cannot truly experience that pure joy.

"Mo City is just ahead."

Han Feng looked at the city outline that appeared in the distance and walked to Lin Xian'er's side.

"And there's that place, it's a desert."

Lin Xian'er pointed to an endless expanse of yellow sand and a swirling, distorted sky.

Just looking at it from afar, you can feel the scorching heat and dryness.

"Passengers, the flying monster is about to land. Please return to your seats. We will be activating deceleration mode."

The loudspeaker issued a warning that the flying monster was landing, and anyone who wasn't skilled enough to stay on the deck might be blown off the plane, which was extremely dangerous.

Han Feng and Lin Xian'er returned to their private room, sat down comfortably, and awaited their final landing.

The air whistled past the window, and the Thick-winged Bird, having learned through long-term training, methodically changed its flight path and landed on the docking platform.

With a heavy thud, the Thick-winged Bird landed steadily on its claws, the shockwave spreading out as its massive wings slowly folded back.

"Dear passengers, we have arrived in Mo City..."

The flight attendant began making an announcement, and Han Feng and Lin Xian'er got up to leave.

Stepping out of the private room, the crisp air of Mocheng greeted me; the autumn desert wasn't as hot as I'd imagined.

Most pedestrians on the street wore veils and headscarves, presumably to protect themselves from the dust and wind.

Han Feng took Lin Xian'er to a high-end inn and ordered some food to be delivered upstairs.

On his first day in the city on the edge of the desert, Han Feng planned to rest for a while and start looking for information about the strange fire the next day.

Although it has been roughly determined that the Azure Lotus Earth Core Fire is located near the Tagor Desert, this desert is not small.

Fortunately, if the strange fire is in a wild and ownerless state, it will not hide its aura before it develops intelligence. Even with environmental cover, Han Feng can slowly find it with the special perception of the Sea Heart Flame.

The Azure Lotus Earth Core Fire, as its name suggests, is born only deep within the earth's core.

From this, we can infer that the strange fire on the boundless desert plains is also buried deep underground.

This undoubtedly increased the difficulty of the search, but fortunately Han Feng had time.

Finding and refining the Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame within a year was Han Feng's goal.

"I heard there's a bonfire party in Mocheng tonight, want to go check it out?"

Han Feng was looking at the latest Mocheng Daily when he discovered an interesting program.

"A bonfire party? What's that?"

Lin Xian'er asked, puzzled.

"A group of people gathered around a bonfire, singing and dancing, sharing food and joy."

Han Feng explained with a smile, a beautiful memory surfacing in his mind.

Beneath the boundless wilderness, beside a campfire built of black stones, a girl with exotic charm, bells hanging from her waist and red threads tied to her feet, swayed her hips in the reflection of the flames. With each rise and fall, she captivated the eye, making one want to look up to escape the awkwardness of youth, but instead, she inadvertently gazed upon a sky full of stars.

That was a night Han Feng experienced when he was young, passing by a desert dwelling.

At the time, Han Feng, who was determined to become an ascetic, rejected the girl's bold confession and was determined to become an extraordinary person.

Years later, Han Feng achieved great success and met many more stunningly beautiful goddesses, but he could never recapture that feeling of being so moved that he would avoid eye contact.

Perhaps, when people are pursuing their dreams, those things they decisively choose to give up that they consider insignificant will, in retrospect, become lifelong regrets.

Han Feng sighed inwardly, "How can one cultivate without regrets?"

This was the first time Lin Xian'er had seen her master with such a wistful expression, a hint of nostalgia on his lips, and she couldn't help but ask, "Master, do you want to go?"

"what?"

Han Feng snapped out of his daze and looked at his adorable apprentice.

"Why do you ask?"

Lin Xian'er said innocently, "Because I think you were laughing very happily just now, Master."

Han Feng patted Lin Xian'er's head.

"Then go take a look, you'll probably like it too."

At night, the sky over Mocheng presents a clear, dim appearance, with stars scattered very densely, giving one the illusion that the world is spinning.

That place is the boundless void. After becoming a Dou Sheng, Han Feng went there to explore. Each star represents a world.

Some worlds are utterly desolate, empty, and cold; some worlds are erupting with lava; some worlds are covered in frost; and some worlds are warm with spring, full of life, and teeming with countless natural treasures.

There seemed to be no end to it. Han Feng gazed at the starry sky, trying to identify the few stars he recognized.

He is currently too far away from there; even with the speed of a Dou Huang, it would probably take him decades to reach that place.

Moreover, even if one flies, one cannot escape the numerous dangers in the void.

Han Feng and Lin Xian'er arrived at the bonfire party venue, which was very spacious. A group of people sat down around it, and in the center of the venue was a huge stone platform.

A shirtless man walked to the stone platform, shouted, and rubbed his palms together. Flames instantly ignited, shooting out an astonishing burst of light in the darkness.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

More and more people gathered around the fire, dancing a ritualistic dance.

Cities near the desert often have this custom, which is both a sign of reverence for fire and a way to celebrate.

Of course, there is another reason that must be mentioned: snake people are afraid of fire.

Snake people are inherently cold and have a natural fear of fire.

Early humans were able to repel snake people by relying on the power of fire.

The fire walls erected at night can effectively scare away the snake people who want to invade.

Han Feng enjoyed the local people's performance, while Lin Xian'er clapped excitedly on the sidelines, cheering for the people on stage.

A relaxed atmosphere prevails in Mocheng tonight.

Han Feng's first impression of the city was not bad.

The place is a bit remote and the living conditions are a bit poor, but people have hope in their hearts, and that's enough.

After spending the night at the inn, Han Feng began visiting various locations in Mo City the next day.

First, he found the Mittel Auction House in Mo City and, through Eileen's connections, commissioned them to find a suitable property.

It should be spacious, bright, and in a quiet location.

We might have to stay here for a year. Lin Xian'er and I need to cultivate and refine elixirs, so we can't always stay in the inn.

Upon hearing that Han Feng had a relationship with Eileen, the head of the Desert City Mittel Auction House immediately became respectful.

Within the Mittel family, different leaders hold different positions, and a large city like Blackrock City is clearly more valued by the head of the family than a remote desert city.

"Mr. Han, rest assured, we will definitely meet your request."

The middle-aged manager, dressed in a black robe, spoke to Han Feng.

"Thank you. And these medicinal herbs, please help me collect them all. I'll cover all the expenses."

Han Feng took out a list of medicinal herbs, which contained various high- and low-grade herbs, some of which were even used to refine sixth-grade pills.