Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

After hesitating for a moment, Han Feng stepped forward and knocked on the door.

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"Who?"

A delicate female voice came from inside the house, and Han Feng was clearly taken aback.

"My name is Han Feng. I sensed some strange fire fluctuations here, so I came to investigate. I apologize if I have disturbed you."

Silence lingered in the room for a long time. Just as Han Feng was about to leave, the delicate voice came again.

"You come in first."

Han Feng straightened his bathrobe and put on a coat to look more dignified.

Han Feng opened the door and went inside, only to see a petite girl leaning against the bed wall, her face extremely pale, staring at him with her big, bright eyes, somewhat wary.

Han Feng looked around but didn't see any adults. Then, he focused his soul power and sensed the faint fluctuations of the strange fire emanating from the little girl's body.

How can this be? !

The strange fire is a spiritual object of heaven and earth, how could it be hidden in a girl's body?

Even if that were the case, where would a little girl get the strength to withstand the strange fire?

"Sir, please sit down."

This was completely unexpected for Han Feng. He stood there in surprise, but the little girl was the first to react and invited Han Feng to sit down.

"Little girl, where are your parents?"

Seeing that the girl was somewhat wary, Han Feng didn't get too close. After sitting down in a chair at the table, he patiently asked her questions.

"Sir, please answer me first: who are you? I don't recall ever seeing you in the Xiao family before."

"My name is Han Feng. I am visiting the Xiao family today and have been invited by the Xiao patriarch to stay for the night."

In just a few words, Han Feng stopped treating the little girl in front of him as an ordinary child.

Ordinary children don't have such calmness and composure.

"Oh, it's Mr. Han. Hello."

Fine beads of sweat appeared on the girl's forehead, indicating that she was in some discomfort, yet she still spoke with composure.

Han Feng nodded in greeting: "Hello."

Just as the little girl was about to say something, the strange fire surged again, and she shrank back in pain.

"Young lady, you are too young. The strange fire within you might harm you."

Han Feng frowned. It seemed that no adults were really involved in this matter.

"It's alright, I'm fine."

The little girl said, clutching her chest.

Han Feng said no more, took out some medicinal herbs from his storage ring, and started mixing them on the spot.

boom!

With a simple roasting in the sea flame, the medicinal herbs melted together, becoming a bowl of medicinal soup.

"Does the master also possess a different kind of fire?"

The little girl looked surprised, and finally revealed a hint of adorable bewilderment.

"Yes, I also have my own strange fire, so you don't need to be too wary."

Han Feng placed the prepared medicine on the table and asked the girl, "Does no one take care of you on weekdays?"

The girl shook her head.

Han Feng glanced subtly at the shadows by the wall, and seeing that the other party remained silent, he didn't say anything more.

"It would be better to tell Chief Xiao that you need someone to take care of you given your current condition."

After saying that, he got up and brought the medicine to the bedside.

The little girl shrank back and sat up.

"Mr. Han, what is this?"

"A medicinal soup to alleviate the effects of the strange fire."

Han Feng poured himself a glass, drank it all, and indicated that it was not poisoned.

"Mr. Han is an alchemist?"

The little girl took the cup, smelled it, and noticed a faint, pleasant fragrance.

"Ah."

Although the other party was a little girl, Han Feng showed no impatience and spoke in a very gentle tone.

The little girl hesitated for a few seconds, then took a small sip.

Surprisingly delicious!

The little girl looked up at Han Feng, and perhaps because her appearance reflected her inner self, she subconsciously felt that he was a good person.

"Young lady, would you mind if I took your pulse?"

The little girl blinked, then silently stretched out her little hand.

Something was clearly wriggling in the shadows of the wall to the side, as if it could erupt at any moment.

If the little girl hadn't subtly shook her head, a conflict might have broken out.

Han Feng placed his large hand on the little girl's slender, soft wrist, quietly feeling the changes in her pulse, and... the frequency of the strange fire's power.

"This is......"

Han Feng's expression suddenly changed. From this wisp of strange fire power, he seemed to see a giant golden sword that stood tall and firm, its blade humming softly, causing the entire sky to tremble.

"Golden Emperor!"

Han Feng finally understood what this strange fire was.

This is the ancient Dou Di family's inherited strange fire, ranked fourth on the Strange Fire Ranking, the Golden Emperor Burning Heaven Flame!

"Young lady, what is your relationship with the ancient clan?"

Wow!

Upon hearing this, the shadows by the wall finally rippled, and a dark figure emerged from them, holding a sharp blade in both hands.

"Mr. Ling!"

The girl quickly called out to the shadowy figure to stop its movements.

However, the shadowy figure stared intently at Han Feng and demanded, "Who exactly are you?"

Han Feng was not surprised by the appearance of the dark figure; he had already sensed that someone was hiding there.

"It seems that although the Xiao family has declined, it is still full of hidden talents."

Han Feng quickly figured things out after a moment's thought.

The person before me should be Gu Xun'er, the eldest daughter of the ancient clan, the future inheritor of the divine bloodline, and also the holder of the Golden Emperor Burning Heaven Flame.

In his previous life, Xiao Yan had not mentioned Gu Xun'er to Han Feng, so he was naturally unaware that Gu Xun'er was staying at the Xiao family's residence during this period.

“My master, Venerable Medicine, once heard about the affairs of the eight great families.”

Han Feng said.

"The Medicine Master?"

The shadowy figure revealed itself to be a man in a black robe wearing a mask.

"Could it be the Medicine Venerable of the Starfall Pavilion?"

"Exactly."

Yao Chen's reputation was very effective; he was the number one alchemist on the continent, and coupled with his upright character, many people knew him.

The man in black robes in front of him clearly knew this as well, and his attitude softened considerably upon hearing that he was a disciple of the Medicine Venerable.

Why did you come to the Xiao family?

After a moment of silence, the man called Elder Ling continued to press for answers.

However, Han Feng did not answer.

"Let's talk about these things later. First, let's stabilize Miss Gu's condition. The feeling of being burned by strange fire is not pleasant."

Elder Ling looked at Han Feng but did not intervene further.

The title of "disciple of the Medicine Master" carries some weight.

Although the clan leader once said that the young lady's current condition was normal, he was not an alchemist and would not know the specifics.

If someone could relieve the young lady's pain, that would be a good thing.

"Miss Gu, please drink the medicine while it's hot. It will probably take some time to calm down the strange fire later."

Han Feng gently comforted her.

His nonchalant tone suggested he didn't take the Golden Emperor's Burning Heaven Flame seriously.

Han Feng's confident demeanor also influenced the other two. Old Ling quietly walked to a table and chairs in the distance and sat down without disturbing them.

The little girl cooperated well, gulping down the medicine, with a drop of medicine still clinging to the corner of her mouth.

Han Feng took out a clean cloth and wiped her mouth.

This action made the little girl's face flush red, as if she was a little embarrassed.

"Okay, give me your hand."

The little girl obediently stretched out her hand. Only then did she realize that, it seemed that since drinking the first sip of the medicine, the strange fire in her body had not been so frequently agitated.

Han Feng grasped those small, delicate hands, his expression turning serious.

After carefully examining the little girl's current situation, it was discovered that she possessed a perfect seal of strange fire within her body, preventing the violent energy from destroying her.

There's no danger to my life; at most, when my cultivation is weak, I'll be tormented by the occasional leak of strange fire energy.

Perhaps the owner of this seal also wanted to use this method to let the little girl get used to the Golden Emperor's Burning Heaven Flame in advance.

Han Feng did not agree with this training method. If he hadn't encountered it, he naturally wouldn't have interfered. But now that this little girl had chosen to trust him, he couldn't betray that trust.

The soul force flowed through the little girl's hand and into her body, colliding head-on with the overflowing Golden Emperor Burning Heaven Flame.

The next instant, Han Feng's consciousness was pulled to a certain "battlefield".

This is the will of the Golden Emperor's Burning Heaven Flame.

Since ancient times, it was captured by the powerful members of the ancient race. The Golden Emperor Burning Heaven Flame has been passed down as a unique flame of the ancient race to this day.

Having been nurtured for so long, the strength of the Golden Emperor's Burning Heaven Flame is probably no less than that of a Dou Sheng.

Only the ancient people could subdue such powerful flames.

Anyone who touches its will will be directly destroyed.

Han Feng felt a tremor coming from the illusory sky, and then the flames all over the sky transformed into thousands of golden sword shadows, falling towards him.

This is a battle of wills; if one is afraid, one will likely be defeated.

But will Han Feng be afraid?

I'm no longer afraid.

Wow!

Suddenly, the ground beneath Han Feng's feet cracked and springs gushed forth, filling the entire world with a massive amount of seawater in the blink of an eye. Wave after wave rose higher and higher, slowly lifting Han Feng up.

Whoosh!

As the golden sword light fell, it burst forth with golden flames, instantly evaporating a small amount of seawater.

As more and more golden sword shadows crash-landed...

Han Feng took a deep breath, and the strange phenomenon of the seawater beneath his feet suddenly rose, forming a towering tsunami behind him.

The golden sword shadow landed on the sea curtain, bursting into sparks, but unfortunately it sank into the sea in the blink of an eye and disappeared without a trace.