Han Feng would never give up such an extremely precious treasure as the Xuan Tian Zhan Ling Sword.

No one would easily give up such a powerful treasure.

Besides, the Xuan Tian Zhan Ling Sword is very likely to fall into Leng Hanmei's hands, and Leng Hanmei has a deep grudge against him.

Leng Hanmei is also a very petty person, which can be seen from her treatment of Zhuge Yanran.

"I don't know how to deal with this right now, mainly because my strength is not enough. I'll explain the main things now and try my best to raise my cultivation to the Mahayana stage."

Han Feng sighed helplessly.

In the world of cultivation where the strong are respected, there are not many schemes.

The most important thing is one's own strength; only with great strength can one solve any predicament.

He picked up his teacup and took a sip, immediately noticing that the tea had gone cold.

"Why is the tea cold? Why don't you brew some fresh tea?" Han Feng said.

"It was hot just now, but you forgot because you were thinking about something, which is why the tea got cold. It's all your fault," Hu Qiqing said indignantly.

"You're talking back to me."

"Anyway, I don't care. The fact that the tea is cold is mainly your own fault. If you want hot tea, then come and get it yourself."

"It seems my lesson wasn't enough; I must enforce family discipline."

"You... I'll make you some tea."

Hu Qiqing's fair face flushed red, and she felt a strange sensation in her buttocks.

Not long ago, she deliberately didn't learn how to make tea properly, wasting a lot of Han Feng's time.

Han Feng got angry and hit her hard several times, saying it was to teach her a lesson, but actually he was taking advantage of her.

Hu Qiqing felt extremely ashamed, which is why she immediately gave in when Han Feng threatened her.

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People are now under someone else's roof and have no choice but to bow their heads.

Once she escapes danger, she will definitely take revenge on Han Feng.

"You've forgotten something. How many times have I told you? From now on, you have to call me Master, understand?" Han Feng warned.

"Don't even think about it!" Hu Qiqing couldn't stand it any longer.

"Looks like you're still in for a beating, otherwise you won't behave."

"I quit. Do whatever you want with me."

Hu Qiqing could no longer bear it; when had she ever suffered such humiliation?

"Aren't you afraid that after you die, I'll sell your body to those evil sects? You're quite sought after," Han Feng threatened with a smile.

"I don't care anymore. Anyway, I was already dead by then. My body was just a stinking shell. Do whatever you want with me." Hu Qiqing was furious.

"So, Master Qiqing is so open-minded, then you definitely don't recommend that I write 'My Three Days and Two Nights with the Holy Maiden of the Heartbreak Sect,' 'How to Train the Holy Maiden of the Heartbreak Sect,' 'My Unspeakable Secret with My Master's Wife,' 'The Days I Fly with My Master's Wife,' and so on."

"You dare!!"

"Since Master Qiqing has given up her body, it shouldn't be too much for me to just publish a book, right?"

"Nothing has happened between us, so no one will read what you're writing."

"Seven Emotions Master's Wife is right. When I publish the books, I will definitely explain to everyone that these books are purely fictional, and everything is just my imagination." Han Feng nodded in agreement.

"You... I'll listen to you, just please don't publish the book."

Hu Qiqing ultimately chose to compromise.

She believed that publishing a book was worse than auctioning off one's own corpse, as it concerned the reputation of the entire Broken Heart Sect.

If Han Feng were to auction off his own corpse, the Broken Heart Sect would have the ability to reclaim it.

Furthermore, the evil sect mentioned by Han Feng might not dare to acquire his corpse due to their relationship with the Broken Heart Sect.

But publishing a book is a different matter; such things can easily circulate for tens of thousands of years.

For example, the Xingyue Sect has long been extinct, and many people don't even know about this once powerful sect.

However, when someone mentioned "I Died of My Filial Piety to Master Xingyue", many people in Lingzhou knew about it.

Moreover, those who were just trying to fall asleep may suddenly find themselves wide awake.

If Han Feng were to actually write these books, the reputation of the entire Broken Heart Sect would be completely ruined.

Whether Hu Qiqing had a relationship with Han Feng or not became completely unimportant.

As long as Hu Qiqing and Han Feng live under the same roof, they can make up anything.

Hu Qiqing brewed another cup of tea and personally served it to Han Feng.

"You can have your tea now, but be careful it doesn't get cold."

Hu Qi said reluctantly.

"Um?"

Han Feng frowned.

Hu Qiqing suppressed her anger and said in an extremely gentle tone, "Master, the tea is ready. You should drink it in time, otherwise it may get cold and won't taste good."

"This will be how it is from now on."

Han Feng nodded in satisfaction.

Hu Qi was so angry that his hands clenched into fists, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Just then, Feng Yu'er, Zi Ling, and Zhuge Yanran arrived at the same time.

Zhuge Yanran was also extremely surprised to see Hu Qiqing being ordered around by Han Feng like this.

She's from the Broken Heart Sect, so she must have met Hu Qiqing.

Zi Ling and Feng Yu'er didn't react much. It was normal for the Demon Clan's Holy Ancestor not to recognize the Holy Maiden of the Broken Heart Sect.

Feng Yu'er mainly cultivates at the Heavenly Demon Sect. She knows the former Holy Maiden of the Broken Heart Sect, Leng Hanmei, but not the current Holy Maiden, Hu Qiqing.

"Holy Maiden? What are you doing here?" Zhuge Yanran exclaimed in surprise.

"What does my presence here have to do with you, a traitor? The Broken Heart Sect has nurtured you for so long. Even if you were captured alive, you should have self-destructed and perished together with the enemy. What's the point of surrendering to the enemy and serving them?" Hu Qiqing said bluntly.

"you're right."

Zhuge Yanran felt a pang of shame.

Just as Hu Qiqing said, even if she was no match for Han Feng, she couldn't do anything for him.

What she's doing now goes beyond mere betrayal.

"How can you talk like that? I'm still here," Han Feng said, displeased.

Hu Qiqing shut her mouth, afraid that Han Feng would get angry.

She's quite afraid of Han Feng now. He has too many ways of torturing people, and she's afraid he'll make her do something too extreme again.

“The surname Zhuge sounds familiar. Were you born into the Zhan clan?” Feng Yu’er suddenly remembered something.

"What War Clan? I was born into the Broken Heart Sect, and my master is Leng Hanmei." Zhuge Yanran asked in confusion.

“You should be a member of the Zhan Clan. The cultivation technique you practice is very familiar to me. Back when the Xingyue Sect colluded with the Demon Clan, it was the Zhan Clan who informed my Tianmo Sect of the secret, which allowed Lingzhou to escape a life-or-death crisis.” Feng Yu’er immediately recalled the past.

"Don't talk nonsense. Zhuge Yanran is just a disciple of the Broken Heart Sect. If it weren't for the Broken Heart Sect, how could she have such cultivation?" Hu Qiqing immediately panicked.

Leng Hanmei's actions were very secretive, but quite a few people knew about them.

As the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Demon Sect for a long time, Feng Yu'er must have heard about what she had done.

If that matter were revealed, Zhuge Yanran would probably lose control.