229: Chapter 229 The Worldview Collapses

On the Nanxuan Continent, a vast and boundless continent, there stood a behemoth known as the Alchemy Holy Sect.

And within a towering city under its jurisdiction, a unique story was unfolding.

Han Fei, dressed in snow-white robes, looked like a dashing young nobleman as he strolled up to the entrance of an inn.

He booked a room and then stepped inside.

After entering the room, Han Fei walked straight to the soft couch and sat down cross-legged.

A hint of relief showed in his eyes as he softly said to Yao Lao, "Yao Lao, thanks to your help at the last moment, you helped me escape my predicament; otherwise, I fear I would have already lost my life in Shadow Moon City!"

Yao Lao's powerful figure appeared in Han Fei's spirit sea, and he slowly murmured in a low voice, "Kid, learn from your mistakes and be more cautious in the future. Always remember, never easily trust others, not even those closest to you."

Hearing this, Han Fei couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

Yao Lao's words were like a warning bell that awakened him, making him recall his childhood sweetheart who grew up with him—Xu Yingying.

It was precisely because of her that he had nearly lost his life outside Shadow Moon City.

Now, Han Fei had completely given up on Xu Yingying; the deep love he once held for her was gone, replaced only by overflowing resentment.

However, after experiencing this life-and-death ordeal, Han Fei understood deeply that human hearts are unpredictable and the world is treacherous.

He secretly made up his mind that from now on, he would be extra cautious and never easily trust anyone again.

At the same time, he also needed to strive to improve his own strength to prevent any further mishaps.

After all, in this world where the weak are prey to the strong, only the powerful can survive.

"I swear I will make that expressionless face pay the price! The day my divine art is completed will be the time I personally slay my enemy! Anyone who betrays me, Han Fei, is destined for a miserable end!"

Han Fei's thoughts were tightly entangled with the image of Leng Qianming holding Xu Yingying, and the anger in his heart burned fiercely once again.

"In three days, the Alchemy Holy Sect will open its doors to accept new disciples. With your strength at the fifth level of the Earth Profound Realm, you should be able to instantly rise to become a Core Disciple, or perhaps even directly become a true disciple. Once you ascend to a high position in the holy land, wouldn't revenge be easy?"

Yao Lao softly comforted Han Fei.

"For now, I can only comfort this child this way. That cold-faced person not only possesses the Immortal Heavenly Dao Body but also has mastered secret techniques like the 'Innate Dao Scripture'. Even with my assistance, I fear it will be extremely difficult for Han Fei to avenge this blood feud!"

Yao Lao couldn't help but sigh inwardly, regretting that he hadn't stopped Han Fei from going to the Shenxuan Continent; otherwise, how could he have provoked such a troublesome and exceptionally talented enemy?

"Knock, knock~"

At this moment, a crisp and rhythmic knocking suddenly sounded, breaking the original quiet atmosphere in the room. The sound was neither loud nor soft, but it seemed to penetrate the walls and reach Han Fei's ears.

"Who is it?"

Han Fei's heart jolted. He keenly sensed that the person outside the door was exuding a powerful aura as deep as the sea, and he couldn't help but feel vigilant.

"It is a cultivator at the ninth level of the Huangxuan Realm, but they do not seem to have any hostility!" The experienced Yao Lao spoke first, explaining to Han Fei in a calm tone.

"Phew~ It's good that it's not an assassin sent by that poker-faced guy!" Upon learning that the other party was not an enemy, Han Fei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but his nervous emotions did not completely dissipate.

"Xiaofei, it's me." Just as Han Fei was thinking, a low and slightly hoarse voice came from outside the door.

This voice was like an ancient string, gently plucking the softest part deep within Han Fei's heart.

In an instant, tears blurred his eyes, and his throat became choked with emotion.

"Fa... Father, come in quickly!"

Han Fei tried hard to calm his excited emotions, quickly stood up, walked briskly to the door, and opened it without hesitation.

The scene before him made him freeze—a middle-aged man wearing a black robe with a slightly handsome face was standing there quietly.

Although the years had left some marks on his face, Han Fei recognized this once incredibly familiar figure at a glance.

His father's eyes revealed a hint of exhaustion and sorrow, as if he had experienced countless storms and vicissitudes of life.

His originally shiny black hair now had streaks of silver, witnessing the passage of time and the tempering of life.

Looking at this slightly haggard man before him, Han Fei's eyes moistened again...

"Xiaofei, finding you really took a lot of effort. Father first went to the Xu Family on the Shenxuan Continent, then traveled to Shadow Moon City, and only after going through all kinds of hardships did I finally arrive here!"

This middle-aged man, Han Li, whose face was weathered by the wind and frost, looked at Han Fei with eyes full of love, reached out to pull him to the table to sit down, and said to him with great emotion.

"Father, do you already know about what happened between me and Xu Yingying?"

Hearing that Han Li had been to so many places, Han Fei's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked his father.

"Hmm, Xiaofei, why should a real man worry about not having a wife? The Xu Family raising you is a debt of gratitude, but Xu Yingying failing you is also a grudge. Let the grievances cancel each other out; from now on, we father and son will have no more dealings with the Xu Family."

Han Li softly comforted his son.

"But Father... what about Mother? Why didn't you bring her back with you?"

Seeing that only his father, Han Li, had returned alone, the gentle and moving image of his mother, Bai Liuyue, immediately appeared in Han Fei's mind. Unable to suppress the anxiety in his heart, he asked eagerly.

Back then, after Han Li entrusted him to the Xu Family, he resolutely embarked on the journey to find Bai Liuyue. This departure lasted for twenty-five long years, and during this period, he had only sent a handful of messages back to Han Fei.

Facing Han Fei's questioning, Han Li couldn't help but feel guilty and deeply emotional, while at the same time, a trace of grievance welled up in his heart.

His eyes flashed with countless complex emotions, filled with endless helplessness and despair.

Recalling those years, Han Li hid his identity and went through all kinds of hardships before finally infiltrating the White Emperor Clan and successfully becoming a guest elder.

At that time, he was full of longing and expectation. In the following years, he remained unknown and quietly inquired everywhere about the whereabouts of the Saintess candidate, Bai Liuyue.

However, fate played a cruel joke on him—when he learned that Bai Liuyue had become the concubine of the Emperor's son, Han Li felt as if his entire world had instantly collapsed.

His once joyful heart turned into deep disappointment and resentment. He urgently wanted to ask Bai Liuyue for an explanation in person, so he chose to continue lurking.

Time flew by like a shuttle. Until half a year ago, Han Li finally got his wish and saw the woman who haunted his dreams once again.

Only at this moment, Bai Liuyue was affectionately holding the arm of the Emperor's son of the Green Emperor Clan, and standing beside her was a graceful young girl.