The second elder quickly summoned servants to prepare a clean room.
Di Yang shook his head, rejecting the second elder's kindness. "Just let me stay in the room my son lived in before he passed."
Seeing this, the attendant hurried to lead the way. "Sect Leader Di, please."
Feng Qingcheng then introduced Tang Zun, who was clad in a daoist robe, "This is my master, Tang Zun."
She subtly straightened her chest, a hint of arrogance on her face.
"So this is Tang Zun. Please, make yourself at home in the manor during your stay. If you need anything, just let us know."
The first elder said politely, "It is Qingcheng's fortune to have you as her master."
Tang Zun laughed heartily, unconcernedly casting his gaze upon the first elder. "Qingcheng is a bright and talented child, I like her very much. Everything hinges on fate, and it is my fortune to have such a disciple."
Feng Guangyao felt his face glow with pride, a smile filling his features. "What are you saying, Tang Zun? It is our Feng family's honor to have a master like you for Qingcheng. Tomorrow, I will instruct the servants to prepare a feast to entertain you."
The other elders also chimed in with flattering words.
Before long, Tang Zun left to rest.
The surrounding crowd dispersed in small groups, and within moments, everyone was gone.
Madam Zhang affectionately held Feng Qingcheng's hand. "Qingcheng, you are the pride of our Feng family. As for Feng Ninghe, daring to lay a hand on the only son of the Immortal Sect Leader, she is simply courting death."
Feng Qingcheng's crimson lips curved upwards wantonly, a hint of deep meaning dancing in her eyes. "Having offended the Sect Leader, her good days are over. Mother, I am a little tired today, so I will go back to rest."
Madam Zhang nodded repeatedly. "Alright, go and rest."
Watching Feng Qingcheng's retreating figure, Feng Guangyao couldn't help but chuckle. "Feng Ninghe's good days are finally over. Before long, I will regain control of the Feng family!"
The thought of soon holding the reins of the Feng family filled him with joy.
Madam Zhang's face was also wreathed in smiles, her eyes curving upwards, her expression radiant. "That slut has lived long enough. I truly wish to witness the moment her head falls..."
Inside the room.
Feng Qingcheng shed all pretense and stepped into the room.
In her hand, she now held a exquisitely crafted protective charm.
The protective charm emitted a faint glow.
Sensing the boundless spiritual energy contained within the charm, the corners of her lips curled upwards, her exquisitely made-up face turning cold and terrifying.
"Junior Brother Di, keeping this protective charm with you is a waste. It would be better if I kept it safe for you. I will certainly cherish the protective charm..."
Her chilling voice drifted slowly.
Feng Qingcheng's face was laced with a cold smile, her eyes like an abyss, chilling and unfathomably deep.
*
The rising sun shone brilliantly upon the Medicine Valley.
A carriage was parked quietly at the entrance of the Medicine Valley.
"Finally, we've arrived."
The moment the carriage stopped, Feng Ninghe opened her eyes.
Everyone quickly exited the carriage.
The Medicine Valley was vibrant with life, and a dense spiritual energy washed over them.
The familiar aura also brought a knowing smile to Old Man Xu's face. He tilted his head back, gazing intently at the Medicine Valley, murmuring softly, "It hasn't been that long since I left, yet it feels like a long reunion. I say the Medicine Valley is a thousand times better than the Feng family; there are no such troublesome matters here."
Xiao Zhao transformed into human form and ran about joyfully, his small face beaming with happiness. "Where my master is, I am. Whether it's the Medicine Valley or the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, I'm fine with it."
In the Medicine Valley, Xiao Zhao did not need to hide his identity.
He could transform into human form whenever he wished.
Everyone in the Medicine Valley was their own people, and it was the only place where they could truly relax and let down their guard.
News of Feng Ninghe's return spread throughout the Medicine Valley.
"Master!"
Feng Xing's eyebrows were curved with a smile, his somewhat youthful and handsome face radiant as he quickly approached from a distance. "Why have you returned, Master?"
During Feng Ninghe's absence, Feng Xing had managed the Medicine Valley with impeccable order.
Having not seen Feng Ninghe for a long time, he was slightly agitated.
He had even thought that if his master didn't return soon, he would have to descend the mountain.
Seeing a hint of an imperceptible smile on Ah Xing's usually cold face, she let out a soft laugh and simply explained, "I've returned to collect some medicinal herbs. I plan to stay for a couple more days before leaving."
Upon hearing that she intended to stay for a few more days, Feng Xing's ink-black eyes brightened slightly. "Ah Xing will have someone prepare more delicious food to welcome Master's return to the Medicine Valley!"
"Ah Xing, be sure to prepare plenty of good food! It's been a while, and I've missed the food at the Medicine Valley!"
Xiao Zhao specifically added.
His clear azure eyes were exceptionally pure, and a pair of delicate horns grew on his forehead.
Feng Xing's figure faltered slightly, his gaze appraising Xiao Zhao. "You... are you Little Meatball?"
Xiao Zhao's unique blue irises and familiar little horns had already revealed his identity.
Being called Little Meatball, Xiao Zhao huffed slightly in dissatisfaction. "When I transform into human form, I am very slender, not at all plump. Don't call me Little Meatball."
In the future, he would become an incredibly handsome spirit beast.
Feng Xing raised an eyebrow and said calmly, "Little Meatball, even if you can transform into human form and grow, you're still as glib as ever."
"Ah Xing, have you broken through in your cultivation?"
Feng Ninghe's eyes brightened, her delicate phoenix eyes falling upon Feng Xing.
The last time they met, Ah Xing's cultivation was still at the Golden Core stage.
This time, a Nascent Soul aura clearly emanated from within him.
Who would have thought that such a handsome and young man had already reached the Nascent Soul stage.
Feng Xing nodded, the sunlight illuminating his chiseled face. "I broke through to the Nascent Soul realm a few days ago."
Although he was in the Medicine Valley, he was well aware of everything happening within the Li Kingdom.
He wanted to improve his cultivation as quickly as possible to become his master's most powerful right-hand man.
"What!"
Old Man Xu's eyes widened, his gaze fixed on Feng Xing. "Your cultivation has actually reached the Nascent Soul stage?"
Old Man Xu couldn't help but curse inwardly. This group of people were truly monsters.
Cultivation seemed to pose no difficulty for them; their cultivation levels increased as they pleased.
Feng Ninghe was a monster, and so was Ah Xing.
And here he was, an old man, whose cultivation had only just reached the Nascent Soul stage.
It truly was a case of comparing oneself to others and dying of frustration.
Sensing Old Man Xu's astonishment, Feng Xing casually clenched his fist, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes. "My cultivation is nothing. Master's progress is even faster, and I need to work harder."
He was not satisfied with himself.
If his cultivation could not match his master's, how could he protect his master?
When he was out and about, it was already a blessing if he didn't need his master to protect him.
Old Man Xu clicked his tongue and muttered, "Simply monstrous."
If Ah Xing were to be casually placed within the Li Kingdom, he would be a game-changer.
This young man, at such a tender age, had already reached the Nascent Soul stage. What astonishing heights would he reach in the future?