The Heavenly Mystery Daoist felt immense pressure; he had underestimated Han Feng's strength.
He was at a disadvantage in that last move.
If the two were to actually fight, Tianji Daoren felt he would surely lose.
But now the die is cast, and there's no turning back.
He spoke so harshly just now; it would be incredibly shameful for him to back down now.
"Master Tianji, please don't be impulsive. We've come here to negotiate, not to cause trouble," Jin Yeyang said, doing a favor.
"I have more important matters to attend to, so I won't bother with you." The Heavenly Mystery Daoist put away the Mysterious Abacus.
He understood that Jin Yeyang and Leng Hanmei had no intention of making a move, and that he would hardly be a match for Han Feng on his own.
The Taoist Master Tianji could only suppress his displeasure and wait until after the negotiations to decide whether to take action.
"Tianji, are you scared? I'm not scared at all, even though I'm only at the Integration stage. You're a coward at the Mahayana stage. It's really shameful." Han Feng couldn't resist making a sarcastic remark.
"Don't go too far," the old Taoist priest Tianji said angrily, his beard bristling and eyes wide with rage.
“Let’s leave it at that. Let’s talk about more important things,” Leng Hanmei said.
"Fellow Daoist Han, the three of us have come all the way from Lingzhou. Shouldn't you at least show us some hospitality?" Jin Yeyang said with a forced smile.
In fact, the two of them hated Han Feng very much, but they could only endure it for the sake of the Xuan Tian Ling Bao.
Once Han Feng hands over the Xuan Tian Zhan Ling Sword, the two might immediately change their tune and wipe out the entire Huang Feng Valley.
"I had forgotten about it if you hadn't mentioned it."
Led by Han Feng, the three old Taoists and disciples from various sects in Lingzhou entered the newly built welcoming hall.
"What's going on? A lot of the dye in this hall hasn't dried yet, and it's emitting that pungent smell. It's really unbearable."
"What's wrong with this Yellow Maple Valley? We, the disciples of the Lingzhou sect, have come here and they're just making us stay here. I doubt even a dog would stay here."
"The conditions are poor enough, but the problem is that there's not even tea. Is this how the Tiannan Sect treats its guests?"
...
Those who could stand beside the three Mahayana cultivators all had cultivation levels above the Integration Stage.
They are used to being pampered and have never been treated like this before.
The faces of Tianji Laodao, Leng Hanmei, and Jin Yeyang were also extremely gloomy.
The three, being Mahayana practitioners, were not treated as honored guests there.
But now that we've arrived at Yellow Maple Valley, there isn't even a decent cup of tea.
The three of them originally thought that someone would bring them tea and pastries after a while.
All of this was just wishful thinking on the part of the three of them; no one actually brought them tea.
It's one thing to not have tea, but what's wrong with Han Feng?
He led everyone into the main hall, but then suddenly disappeared.
"No wonder so many cultivators in Tiannan call him Old Demon Han. It seems there's a reason. He led us here, but his own people disappeared. Isn't this just blatantly playing us for a fool?"
“Let’s just leave. Since this old devil Han doesn’t want to negotiate, there’s really no need for us to force him. Does he really think he’s invincible just because he has the Xuan Tian Zhan Ling Sword?”
"I don't know what gives this old devil Han the courage to play tricks on us like this. I think the three seniors can wipe out Huangfeng Valley and see if he will hand over the Xuantian Zhanling Sword."
...
The cultivators from all the major sects in Lingzhou were furious and wanted to take action.
Their mindset when they came to Huangfeng Valley was that of civilized people meeting local natives.
The local indigenous people should treat these civilized people like gods.
Unlike Han Feng, they wouldn't leave them standing around.
This is no longer just a cup of tea and some pastries; it's downright insulting.
Just as everyone was about to erupt, Han Feng returned to the main hall.
The anger that had been burning in everyone's hearts vanished almost instantly.
Han Feng's strength is evident to all; even Tianji Daoren couldn't withstand a single blow from him.
Those who rush in are likely courting death.
Besides, Han Feng's infamy wasn't limited to Tiannan; he was also quite famous in Lingzhou.
The major sects of Lingzhou still disregarded these infamous reputations.
After all, many reputations are based on hearsay and cannot be trusted.
Having witnessed Han Feng kill Feng Li with their own eyes, they believed it might be true.
"I'm sorry you came so suddenly, I didn't prepare any tea. I just asked someone to prepare some, please don't mind," Han Feng explained with a smile.
"Fellow Daoist Han, you are too kind. I am not at all offended. It is we who have been a bit presumptuous to come to Yellow Maple Valley so suddenly."
"Yes, yes, it's actually us who have troubled you, please forgive us."
...
Suddenly, everyone became more understanding and could comprehend everything.
Han Feng ordered someone to bring up tea, and a group of burly men walked in.
Immediately, everyone's faces turned very ugly, as if they had swallowed a dead fly.
They glanced at the tea again, their expressions turning even more unpleasant.
Because these teas are made from very ordinary tea leaves, even a dog might frown if it drank them.
"Why isn't everyone drinking?" Han Feng asked with a smile.
"We're not very thirsty yet, so let's put the tea aside for now and drink it later."
"Actually, we have a place to stay in Tiannan. It doesn't take long to get from the place to Huangfeng Valley, so we're not very thirsty."
"Me too!!"
"Me, too."
...
Despite their displeasure, everyone forced a smile and answered.
"Since everyone is being so polite, there's nothing we can do about it." Han Feng snapped his fingers.
A woman with delicate features and a curvaceous figure walked out from a side room of the main hall.
What draws the most attention is the woman's clothing; the black and white outfit adds a unique touch.
A pair of snow-white thighs were wrapped in white "pants", with marks left at the very end.
She wore a pair of black high heels, which made her slender legs look even longer and straighter.
Many old monsters present who liked dual cultivation techniques gave Han Feng a thumbs up.
They were all seasoned veterans, but none of them could have come up with such exquisite clothing.
"Master, your tea is here."
Hu Qiqing obediently came to Han Feng and brought him a cup of immortal tea.
After Han Feng's constant "training," Hu Qiqing became much more obedient than before.
Her skills are now quite good, almost on par with Han Feng's former maid café on Blue Star.
Unfortunately, this world of cultivation only has immortal tea, and there is no such thing as coffee.
The aroma of the celestial tea filled the air, instantly permeating the entire hall with its fragrance.
But many people no longer paid attention to the fairy tea; their attention was all on Hu Qiqing's face.
"I'm not seeing things, am I? This 'maid' looks almost exactly like the Holy Maiden of the Heartbreak Sect."
"Your words are deliberately provoked by Old Demon Han, just like the Holy Maiden of the Broken Heart Sect."
“I have seen the Seven Emotions Saintess before, and the person in front of me is very likely the Seven Emotions Saintess.”
...
Everyone was astonished and couldn't believe it for a moment.
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