195: Chapter 195 Lighting the Sky

The Zhao Family headquarters was located in Huancai City in the eastern part of the Shenxuan Continent. It bordered the Lei Continent to the east, and in its glorious past, it had even once controlled the Cangqiong Holy Land.

However, times had changed. Now, the Zhao clansmen remaining in Huancai City had all changed their identities and dispersed the various families under their banner, fearing that their enemies would come looking for them and wipe them out completely.

The once infinitely glorious Zhao Family no longer possessed its former splendor and could only cower here, struggling to hold on.

Back in the day, the Zhao Family was so powerful that they had cultivated a peerless genius, a talent comparable to an Emperor's son—Third Saint Son Zhao Long!

From the moment he was born, strange phenomena had appeared—nine blazing suns emerged in the sky, and his Nine Yang Sacred Body awakened along with them.

The saints within the clan had once predicted that this child would surely achieve great things in the future and had the potential to ascend to the throne of the Great Emperor of the current age.

Sure enough, Third Saint Son Zhao Long did not disappoint the family's expectations; he successfully became a disciple of the Cangqiong Holy Land and became one of their true disciples.

Not only that, but several ancestors were able to enter the Cangqiong Holy Land and hold great power because of him.

It was a pity that all of this had turned into a phantom of a dream.

Third Saint Son Zhao Long had died, and along with him, the family ancestor, Ancestor Zhao Buling, had also died at the Cangqiong Holy Land.

The remaining elders were also driven out of the Cangqiong Holy Land, and even the family's residence in the Holy Land had been destroyed by Master Shen Xi.

Everyone in the Zhao Family began to keep a low profile, not daring to act recklessly in Huancai City, and frequently closed the family gates, refusing to see anyone.

The Zhao Family main hall.

"Reporting to the Patriarch, Han Fei has returned!"

A Zhao Family disciple came to the main hall to report.

Hearing this name, the current Patriarch of the Zhao Family, Zhao Wuji, frowned, but still nodded: "Let him in."

Subsequently, after receiving the order, the Zhao Family disciple led in a delicate-looking youth. If one looked closely, this youth's cultivation was actually at the eighth level of the Earth Profound Realm, no less inferior to the prodigies of the Holy Land.

The youth was dressed in a black robe and then respectfully bowed to Zhao Wuji: "Han Fei pays respects to Uncle Zhao."

Zhao Wuji sighed: "Not bad, not bad. Your cultivation has actually reached the eighth level of the Earth Profound Realm. In just half a year, you have gone from the Spirit Profound Realm to this step. You must have endured great hardships."

"Sigh, if Third Saint Son Zhao Long hadn't died, I fear his cultivation would have reached the Heaven Profound Realm by now. Sigh—"

Upon hearing this, Han Fei immediately cupped his hands, his face full of gratitude.

"If not for the Xu Family cultivating me, Han Fei, and providing so many resources, how could I, Han Fei, have reached this step today?"

"Uncle, do not be too sad. In the future, I, Han Fei, will definitely treat you just like my own father! I will fulfill the duties of a son!"

"Moreover, the cultivation resources Uncle Zhao has provided for Han Fei are enough to allow me to break through to the Heaven Profound Realm."

Afterwards, Han Fei asked Zhao Wuji where his elder sister, Xu Yingying, had gone, and why he hadn't been able to see her recently.

"Sigh, you child. Since things have come to this point, I must tell you the truth. Because the Xu Family was destroyed, your sister Xu Yingying was luckily out training near our Zhao Family and escaped this disaster."

"A few days ago, she already headed to the Cangqiong Holy Land, wanting to find the culprit who destroyed the Xu Family to take revenge."

Zhao Wuji originally did not want to say anything, but he couldn't withstand the child, Han Fei, constantly asking.

After all, Zhao Wuji had his own selfish motives in his heart; he did not want to see his child go to the Cangqiong Holy Land to throw his life away.

Han Fei was a child adopted by him, Zhao Wuji, together with an old monster from the Xu Family, and his talent was also extremely outstanding.

"Sigh, your sister Xu Yingying insisted on severing ties with our Zhao Family, saying that in the future, she did not want to bring greater trouble to the Zhao Family because of her revenge."

"The Cangqiong Holy Land?"

As soon as Han Fei heard this name, his expression changed significantly, and he had a bad premonition in his heart. He felt that Xu Yingying might truly leave him forever.

"No, I must absolutely not let this happen! Xu Yingying is the person I love; whoever dares to touch a single hair on her head, I will never forgive them!" Han Fei's eyes widened in anger, and a determined light flashed in his eyes.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with Zhao Wuji, Han Fei hurriedly took his leave of the Zhao Family and returned to his own cave dwelling.

Once he entered his cave dwelling, he fell into deep thought, beginning to ponder the upcoming trip to the Cangqiong Holy Land.

Regarding this trip, his heart was filled with confusion and worry.

It was not easy to seek revenge for the Xu Family's blood feud at this time, but what worried him even more was that the woman he loved deeply, Xu Yingying, was currently at the Cangqiong Holy Land.

If that terrifying saint caught her, how would he be able to see Xu Yingying again in the future?

In the end, everything was because of Xu Yingying. Not long ago, the two of them had secretly pledged themselves to each other behind everyone's backs and spent a beautiful and unforgettable time together. At that time, the two had made a vow: one day, Han Fei would marry Xu Yingying in a grand and spectacular manner.

After long contemplation, Han Fei finally made up his mind that no matter what, he had to make a trip to the Cangqiong Holy Land, just to see Xu Yingying one more time. It would be best if he could take her away with him.

However, just at this moment, a deep, hoarse voice suddenly rang out: "Oh? Kid, didn't you previously tell this Venerable one with great certainty that you wanted to join the Alchemist God Sect? Why do you want to go to the Cangqiong Holy Land now?"

"Hehehe, don't blame this old man for not warning you. The Alchemist God Sect is not weaker than that Cangqiong Holy Land; it is even stronger. If you go to the Cangqiong Holy Land, can you obtain their resource allocation?"

Han Fei said very honestly: "Old Medicine, I once promised you that I would definitely go to the Alchemist God Sect, but I also promised Xu Yingying that I would grow old with her. Otherwise, my Dao heart would never be stable."

"Is that so? How truly infatuated. Kid, a woman has bewitched you so much; how will you manage the Alchemist God Sect for this old man in the future?

Forget it, forget it. This is the last time. Remember, you must go to the Nanxuan Continent."

"Only there can you obtain true cultivation. As for any so-called Saint Son, as long as your Innate Dao Embryo Sacred Body can reach completion, even if an Ancient Great Emperor were reborn, they would not be your opponent!"

That strange laughter stopped for a moment. It was unknown if it had recalled something unpleasant, but it finally agreed to relent.

The Innate Dao Embryo Sacred Body, even if it does not attain the Dao, only needs to reach completion to be enough to challenge experts at the Great Emperor Realm.

If it attains the Dao, it will inevitably become a true, world-shaking Great Emperor of a generation.

"Old Medicine, for this trip to the Cangqiong Holy Land, you must protect me!"

Hearing Han Fei's words, Old Medicine said speechlessly: "Look at you, what a spineless kid. In the entire Cangqiong Holy Land, who else could threaten you? With this Venerable one here, even a saint would not be able to harm you."

The Nanxuan Continent is the darkest of places where cannibalism is common. The cultivators who can survive there are one-in-ten-thousand experts.

The influence of the Alchemist God Sect there is also extremely powerful, almost controlling the resources of half the Nanxuan Continent, so they have several more Saint-level experts than an ordinary holy land.

However, Old Medicine had been plotted against and could only wretchedly detonate his physical body, escaping with a wisp of his divine soul. Even now, he had barely recovered to fifty or sixty percent, but challenging an ordinary saint was still not a problem.

Therefore, Old Medicine felt that it was enough to protect Han Fei.