Han Feng didn't answer directly, but instead raised his right hand. Palm upward, a dazzling nebula slowly took shape, with countless points of light moving along mysterious trajectories within. This wasn't an attack technique, but a pure display of energy.
Grandpa Liu's pupils constricted sharply. He clearly sensed the purity of the energy contained in that nebula. Although Han Feng was only at the fourth level of the mid-stage of the Acquired Realm, the purity of this energy was comparable to his own. After all, he was at the late-stage Great Perfection of the Acquired Realm.
What's most terrifying is that he had never seen this energy structure in any ancient book before, as if... it didn't belong to this world.
"I don't care about any circumstances, nor do I care about the rules of your ancient martial arts families." Han Feng clasped his hands together, and the nebula silently vanished. "Meng Ran is my woman now. Who dares to touch her—"
Before he could finish speaking, the chilling killing intent emanating from him sent shivers down Old Master Liu's spine. The old man suddenly realized that this young man might truly have the ability to help the Liu family return to its former glory.
"Good! Good!" Old Master Liu suddenly burst into laughter, but his laughter carried a hint of sorrow. "I've lived for eighty years, and only today have I truly witnessed what a real genius is!"
He strode forward, his withered, claw-like hand slamming heavily onto Han Feng's shoulder: "Kid, remember what you said today. That girl Mengran... is entrusted to you."
Han Feng nodded solemnly. The two exchanged a glance, and a silent agreement was reached at that moment.
"However..." Old Master Liu suddenly lowered his voice, "I will try my best to handle things with the Third Elder. Before you become strong enough, it's best not to reveal too much of your strength."
After saying goodbye to Grandpa Liu, Liu Mengran asked, "What are we going to do next?"
Han Feng smiled and said, "Now that we've confirmed the method's feasibility, let's go back and help Wanwan open her meridians as well." He then turned to look at Liu Xiaoran. "Thank you for your hard work, brother-in-law."
Liu Xiaoran's lips twitched, and remembering that his sister was still there, he swallowed back the words he was about to say.
As soon as the villa door of Kyoto Huafu opened, a cushion came hurtling towards Han Feng's face.
"You heartless man!" Su Wanwan stood barefoot on the sofa, her face flushed with anger. "You secretly took Mengran out to play without telling me!"
Han Feng easily caught the cushion, and before he could explain, Liu Mengran had already walked over with a smile, reaching out to rub Su Wanwan's puffed-up cheek: "We went out this morning on important business, not to play."
"Liar!" Su Wanwan put her hands on her hips. "I've called over a dozen times and they haven't answered! What important matter could be so mysterious?"
"Ah, we put it on silent. We went to see my grandfather this morning." As she spoke, Liu Mengran smiled mysteriously, and a soft white light suddenly appeared at her fingertips. As the light flowed, a crystal-clear little deer leaped from her fingertip, twirled gracefully, and finally dissipated into starlight.
Su Wanwan's mouth formed an "O" shape: "This...this is...what kind of magic?"
"It's the primordial energy cultivated through practice." Han Feng closed the door and walked over. "This morning I took Mengran to see the elders of the Liu family and confirmed some things." He paused deliberately. "Now it's your turn."
Su Wanwan's eyes lit up instantly, her anger vanishing completely: "I can learn too? Really?" She excitedly jumped in front of Han Feng, "If I learn, will I be able to conjure up little animals like Sister Mengran?"
"Theoretically, it's possible," Han Feng said cautiously, "but everyone's expression might be different."
Liu Mengran pulled Su Wanwan to sit down: "It will hurt a little during the process, you'll have to bear with it."
"Tch, I've undergone special training at Longyuan!" Su Wanwan waved her hand dismissively. "Come on, what do you need me to do?"
Han Feng gestured for her to sit cross-legged: "Relax, don't resist my energy." He gently placed his hand on Su Wanwan's back, "It might feel a little strange."
As the power of the stars slowly flowed in, Han Feng immediately noticed something amiss. Su Wanwan's meridians were completely different from Liu Mengran's. If Liu Mengran's meridians were like a wide, gentle river, then Su Wanwan's were like a delicate, winding stream, more fragile yet exceptionally sensitive.
"Ugh..." Su Wanwan suddenly straightened her back. "It's so itchy..."
Han Feng slowed down the energy flow: "Bear with it, it's always like this at the beginning."
However, when the energy touched the first major meridian, Su Wanwan's reaction far exceeded expectations. She arched her back, tears instantly welling up: "It hurts! It hurts! This isn't just 'a little pain'! It's like having a knife scraping your bone!"
Liu Mengran quickly hugged her: "Wanwan, take a deep breath! Han Feng, can you be a little gentler?"
"That's already the lightest it can be." Fine beads of sweat appeared on Han Feng's forehead. "Her meridians are extremely sensitive, but this is a necessary process."
Su Wanwan buried her face in Liu Mengran's shoulder, her voice muffled: "Continue... I can endure it..."
Every minute that followed was torture. Su Wanwan trembled with pain one moment and writhed with itching the next. Several times she almost jumped up and ran away, but Liu Mengran held her down firmly. Han Feng's movements were ten times more meticulous than when he opened Liu Mengran's meridians, as he was afraid of damaging her delicate meridians.
"This is the last one." Han Feng's voice was already hoarse. "Hang in there."
"Ah—!" Su Wanwan suddenly screamed, falling backward and crashing into Han Feng's arms. A dazzling starlight burst from her fingertips, tracing a magnificent trajectory in the air.
The three of them held their breath as they watched the starlight, which split into dozens of points of light, each of which transformed into a tiny starlight butterfly that danced gracefully in the living room.
"Wow..." Su Wanwan forgot the pain and reached out to touch the nearest butterfly, mesmerized. The butterfly landed on her fingertip, its wings fluttering gently, scattering tiny starlight.
Han Feng let out a long sigh and slumped to the ground: "Success! But Wanwan, you haven't even learned how to control it yet, how could you materialize energy?"
Liu Mengran counted the light butterflies fluttering in the air with delight: "At least thirty! Wanwan, can you control them?"
Su Wanwan closed her eyes and frowned, as if concentrating. Strangely, all the light butterflies turned at the same time, neatly arranging themselves into a heart shape.
"That was awesome!" she exclaimed, opening her eyes and hugging Han Feng's neck tightly. "Thank you! It hurt so much, but it was so cool!"
Han Feng groaned as she bumped into him, and patted her back helplessly: "You still haven't answered my question."
Su Wanwan proudly raised her chin: "Of course, I'm a genius hacker, I always get full marks in mental power training!"
With a flick of her finger, several light butterflies immediately formed a simple "^_^" emoticon, making Liu Mengran laugh out loud.
Han Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead. He hadn't expected Su Wanwan's mental power to be so terrifying, that she could directly manipulate energy.
Although Su Wanwan's Starlight Butterflies are not as powerful individually as Liu Mengran's Starlight Deer, they have the advantage of being numerous and being easy to control, which will have a remarkable effect in reconnaissance and interference in the future.
"Remember, don't practice for more than two hours a day." Han Feng got up to get water from the kitchen. "Excessive mental exertion will..."
His words trailed off. On the kitchen floor, several starlight butterflies were circling a fallen cookie, clearly energy unconsciously released by Su Wanwan. This indicated that her affinity for stellar power even surpassed that of Liu Mengran, reaching a level driven by instinct.
"What will happen?" Su Wanwan asked, peeking out.
Han Feng snapped out of his thoughts and said seriously, "It will give you a headache. Especially with your high-precision control, it takes even more effort."
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