Zero paused for a moment: "He took almost three months. In outside time, that's about three days." He paused again, "And you, you only took one night."
Han Feng raised an eyebrow: "So I'm actually pretty good?"
"Don't get cocky." Zero immediately reverted to his sharp-tongued nature. "Your current energy mobilization efficiency is only 10%, and it's unstable. When will you reach over 90%...?"
Han Feng immediately waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, I understand."
An hour later, Han Feng had finished washing up and eating breakfast and was waiting in the living room. Dongfang Wantang, who was with him, was also ready to wait beside him.
Liu Mengran and Su Wanwan then asked, "Are you sure you don't want the two of us to come with you?"
Han Feng affectionately stroked the two girls' chins and said, "It's not like we're going to fight. We're just going to see which of the extraterrestrial forces are their henchmen. Don't worry too much. With Wan Tang by our side, she'll tell me immediately if anything happens."
"Are you sure we don't need to come along?" Su Wanwan asked for the nth time, still holding half a slice of toast in her hand.
"Wanwan." Liu Mengran helplessly pressed down on the restless girl. "Han Feng was just attending that aristocratic family gathering; there's no need to check the surveillance footage."
Han Feng chuckled and reached out, pinching his two girlfriends' cheeks at the same time: "Don't worry, it's just a meeting. With Wan Tang here, we don't even need a divination." He deliberately lowered his voice, "Besides, you two have more important tasks at home..."
"What mission?" the two girls asked simultaneously.
"Keep an eye on the surveillance list that Old Lin sent me." Han Feng magically produced a USB drive. "This contains information on seventeen suspicious individuals; you'll need to cross-reference them."
Su Wanwan snatched the USB drive, her eyes gleaming: "Give it to me! I'll make sure they even find out how many times they wet the bed in kindergarten!"
Liu Mengran frowned sharply: "These are all..."
"They might be informants from outside the region," Han Feng nodded. "But remember, investigate but don't act. I'll handle it when I get back."
A car horn sounded outside—Dongfang Wantang had already driven to the front yard. Han Feng stood up and kissed each of his two girlfriends on the forehead: "Let's go."
A cool morning breeze, carrying the chill of early autumn, brushed against his face. Han Feng sat in the passenger seat, watching Dongfang Wantang skillfully shift gears and start the car. In the rearview mirror, Liu Mengran and Su Wanwan were still standing in front of the door waving, their figures gradually shrinking.
"Did we leave too early?" Dongfang Wantang glanced at the car clock—it was just past eight. "The meeting is scheduled for ten."
Han Feng adjusted the seat and leaned back comfortably: "Talk to your grandfather beforehand. Some things... aren't suitable to be said in front of everyone."
Dongfang Wantang's lips curled up slightly: "I knew it."
"Oh?" Han Feng raised an eyebrow. "You little rascal, you can even guess what I'm thinking?"
"Besides divination, I'm quite capable too!" Dongfang Wantang puffed out her cheeks, unconvinced. "It's just that I'm not good enough in front of you..."
The scenery outside the car window rushed past, the city skyline gradually being replaced by the green hills of the suburbs. Han Feng gazed at Dongfang Wantang's focused profile and suddenly recalled the wisp of faith power that had flowed into his body last night. This seemingly fragile girl's trust in him was so pure.
"You'll have fewer and fewer opportunities to act in the future," Han Feng said softly. "It's not because you're not strong enough, but because the enemies I'll be facing... are beyond the realm of the ordinary."
Dongfang Wantang's fingers tightened slightly on the steering wheel: "Because of foreign forces?"
"Because of all the extraterrestrial forces." Han Feng looked at the fleeting shadows of trees outside the window. "Senior Jue Li's remnant soul told me that it wasn't just the Youjing Clan that besieged him back then, but also several other equally powerful races. And now..."
The car entered the mountain road, and the familiar teahouse came into view at the horizon. Dongfang Wantang suddenly interrupted him: "We will win."
She spoke with such certainty, as if she had already seen the future through the horoscope. Han Feng was about to make a joke when he felt another warm, faith-based energy emanating from the girl and flowing into his meridians.
A tall, slender figure had been waiting for some time in front of the teahouse. Dongfang Xun was still dressed in white, his robes fluttering in the morning breeze, like a banished immortal from an ancient painting.
"Grandpa said you'd arrive early." He greeted them with a smile, "And he was right."
Han Feng got out of the car and gave Dongfang Xun a high-five, exclaiming, "Grandpa, you were incredibly insightful!"
"Please follow me," Dongfang Xun gestured invitingly. "The patriarch is already waiting in the secret realm."
The familiar routine, the familiar bamboo path. But as he passed through that water-like barrier, Han Feng clearly felt the Star Mirror within his body trembling—not a warning, but more like... a resonance?
The Eastern Family Secret Realm was even more vibrant than when he last visited. Spiritual springs gushed forth, cranes soared, and even the energy flowing in the air seemed more active. Han Feng took a deep breath and was surprised to find that the spiritual energy here was automatically transforming into stellar power, continuously replenishing his consumption.
"You felt it?" Dongfang Xun smiled meaningfully. "Since the Star Lord's arrival, the concentration of star power in the secret realm has increased more than threefold. The ancient texts left by our ancestors say this is 'Star Soul Blessing'..."
Before he could finish speaking, the clouds in front of him suddenly parted, revealing Dongfang Lin sitting upright on the star-gazing platform. The old man had white hair and beard, but was still very vigorous. In his hand, a star chart was projecting a three-dimensional star map, showing a complex energy node.
Inside the main hall of the Dongfang family, Zhang Jingtian's teacup hovered in mid-air, his entire body poised to kneel, yet he was steadily supported by an invisible force. He looked up in surprise, meeting Han Feng's eyes, which shimmered with starlight.
"No need for such formalities, Elder Zhang." Han Feng waved his hand gently, and the supporting force dissipated immediately. "Today we are allies, not ruler and subject."
Dongfang Lin stroked his beard and smiled, "The Star Lord's demeanor is truly admirable."
Zhang Jingtian straightened up, a complex expression flashing in his eyes: "The Star Lord's cultivation has improved again... This 'Stellar Power Materialization' technique... it seems he has already touched the threshold of the Supreme Realm, hasn't it?"
Han Feng remained noncommittal and walked straight to the head seat. The star-patterned stones embedded in the armrests of the chair immediately lit up with a soft light, subtly resonating with the Star Mirror within his body.
"You two have probably already guessed why I came early," Han Feng said bluntly. "The news of the Shangguan and Nangong families' demise cannot be kept secret. Today's aristocratic family gathering must find the other traitors."
Dongfang Lin and Zhang Jingtian exchanged a glance and nodded simultaneously. The old astrologer tapped his fingers lightly on the table, and a soundproof barrier immediately rose in the hall: "My lord, you are wise. According to my observations, at least two of these aristocratic families have already been infiltrated."
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