191: Create your own power

In the antique-style room, a faint scent of sandalwood wafted through the air.

Lu Yuan leaned against the doorway, staring at Feng Ruihua, who sat cross-legged on the bed with weak, shallow breaths.

Upon hearing Lu Yuan's words, Feng Ruihua's three sons looked bewildered.

They didn't need to do anything, and their father wouldn't die?

"Big Brother, this..."

The second son looked at Feng Zhenhai.

He suddenly felt a bit doubtful about Lu Yuan.

Even though many Dark Attribute Professionals had flocked to Lu Yuan, including many Domain Realm and Saint Realm Experts!

Feng Zhenhai hesitated.

"Listen to Principal Lu, hurry up and find out which hotpot restaurant in Tianshi City is the best," Feng Zhenhai said.

"This young man isn't a support-class Practitioner, is he?"

In the room, a fair-skinned woman in her forties with blonde hair and blue eyes sized up Lu Yuan.

A device she wore translated her words in real-time.

The woman's name was Sophia, from Eagle Country, and she had been invited by Feng Zhenhai at great expense from across the ocean.

"You should have heard of his name: Lu Yuan!" Feng Zhenhai said.

When the name 'Lu Yuan' was mentioned, the expressions of the five support-class Practitioners from other countries changed.

By now, Lu Yuan was not only famous in Huaxia but also well-known in other countries across Blue Star.

"Patriarch Feng, Lu Yuan is not a support-class Practitioner, so why did you invite him here?" asked another person with dark skin who spoke quickly with a thick accent.

"That is none of your concern."

Feng Zhenhai did not explain further.

He only wanted his father, Feng Ruihua, to stay alive.

The five people from other countries looked at Lu Yuan, still not understanding the point of Feng Zhenhai inviting him.

Only a support-class Practitioner could potentially save Feng Ruihua, even though they didn't have the ability themselves.

But did Lu Yuan have it?

The room fell into a deathly silence, and everyone looked simultaneously at the dying Feng Ruihua.

"It hurts, it really hurts."

Feng Ruihua's voice was hoarse.

He was in severe pain everywhere, so he struggled to lift his hand and patted Feng Zhenhai's shoulder.

"After I die, the Feng family will depend on you; the whole family depends on you." Feng Ruihua's voice was pitifully small, requiring careful listening to hear.

"The Feng family is in a difficult spot. If you don't become a Practitioner, you can't keep the family running, but if you do become one, you don't live long." Feng Ruihua's expression was sorrowful, and then he began to mutter to himself.

"I'm not reconciled, truly not reconciled. The old friends I'm close with are living younger and younger, while I..."

As Feng Ruihua spoke, he became increasingly agitated.

"Damn it, why? How has the Dark Attribute offended the heavens!"

"I awakened at eighteen, broke through to the Peak of the Saint Entry Realm at seventy-two, and could even go toe-to-toe with a God Emperor Realm Expert, yet I'm dying so miserably!"

"Father, you..."

Watching Feng Ruihua cursing and getting more and more worked up, Feng Zhenhai couldn't believe it.

"Am I wrong? Your Uncle Wang is only a six-star Saint Realm, yet he looks like he's just over thirty, while I'm at the Peak of the Saint Entry Realm and about to die of old age!"

"Huh?"

Feng Ruihua, who was on the bed, let out a soft sound of surprise.

"Why am I not dead yet?"

The five support-class Practitioners in the room were astonished.

First, they looked at Feng Ruihua, then they all stared at Lu Yuan!

"What the f*ck!" Sophia covered her mouth, as if she had witnessed a miracle.

At this moment, Feng Ruihua wasn't experiencing a final burst of energy; his body's organs were gradually returning to normal, reversing toward his original age!

"Old Master Feng, your cursing skills are impressive; this junior has learned a lot," Lu Yuan said with a smile.

"Lu Yuan?!"

Feng Ruihua walked off the bed and, with Feng Zhenhai's support, stood opposite Lu Yuan.

He was still very weak, but much better than before.

At the very least, he could speak normally, and he even felt like devouring three big bowls of rice.

"You can really make me reverse my aging!" Feng Ruihua said, his pupils stopping their fading and becoming increasingly bright.

"What else?"

Lu Yuan retorted.

"Call Junqian over!" Feng Ruihua urged, pushing away the supporting Feng Zhenhai.

Thump, thump, thump—

Rapid footsteps approached, and the young man who had previously awakened with the Dark Attribute and an SSS-Rank Talent stood beside Feng Ruihua.

"Quickly, acknowledge Lu Yuan as your godfather!" Feng Ruihua's tone brooked no refusal.

Lu Yuan: "???"

Feng Junqian: "???"

Suddenly becoming a father?

Lu Yuan was left speechless; the key was that Feng Junqian was his age, perhaps even born a few days earlier than him.

Feng Junqian obediently listened to his grandfather and respectfully called out, "Hello, Godfather."

Lu Yuan: "..."

"The Feng family is yours now, and I can also follow your orders, as long as you keep Junqian by your side."

Feng Ruihua, a Dark Attribute, Peak of the Saint Entry Realm expert who could go toe-to-toe with a God Emperor Realm Expert, said humbly.

Feng Junqian had an SSS-Rank Talent, and his future was limitless.

Even if he started cultivating now, it wasn't too late, provided he could break the curse of the Dark Attribute!

"Forget about being a godfather; let's make it a master-disciple relationship instead," Lu Yuan offered a reasonable solution.

Take Feng Junqian as his apprentice.

This was more acceptable to Feng Junqian than acknowledging a godfather, and the same went for himself.

"Fine," Feng Ruihua nodded.

"Hello, Teacher."

Feng Junqian corrected himself.

"Report to Pengcheng University tomorrow. Mention my name, and someone will arrange things for you," Lu Yuan said, not acting like a teacher with airs.

As for how to teach Feng Junqian, that was a matter for his grandmaster, Tang Jinghui.

"I can die without regrets now," Feng Ruihua said with relief.

"Old Master Feng, it's too early to say that. You're in your prime now."

Lu Yuan corrected him.

With him around, Feng Ruihua would become like a normal Practitioner, possessing the long life that ordinary people envied.

The atmosphere was joyful.

The Feng family was decorated with lanterns and streamers, comparable to the Lunar New Year, and the sound of firecrackers crackled.

"From now on, the Feng family will obey only your orders!" Feng Ruihua said solemnly.

He knew the Feng family couldn't do without Lu Yuan, just like those Dark Attribute Professionals who had flocked to him.

Since that was the case, it was better to proactively submit, which might make Lu Yuan value the Feng family even more.

That easy?

Lu Yuan thought; he had originally expected to spend some effort.

"Is Old Master Feng about to break through to the God Emperor Realm?"

The whole family was sitting in an open area of the estate.

They were eating hotpot tonight.

Lu Yuan, being an outsider, sat in the main seat, which was what Feng Ruihua had personally requested.

Gurgle, gurgle—

The spicy pot and the clear broth pot were boiling, and beef, mutton, and various seafood were tossed in all at once.

"I'll be able to break through in two days at the latest!"

Mentioning the God Emperor Realm, Feng Ruihua's mood was complex.

He hadn't dared to break through, fearing that doing so would mean death.

Now things were different; he would become the first Dark Attribute, God Emperor Realm Practitioner on Blue Star!

"Congratulations," Lu Yuan said, taking a sip of juice.

Dark Attribute users were invincible at the same level; Feng Ruihua breaking through to the God Emperor Realm would certainly cause a sensation in Huaxia!

Now that Feng Ruihua followed his orders, it was equivalent to him gaining a God Emperor Realm subordinate!

"What should I call you? Master, Boss, or some other title?" Feng Ruihua picked up a piece of beef.

He hadn't eaten a proper meal in a long time, previously relying on nutrient solutions to cling to life.

"Just call me by my name; there's no need for so many reservations," Lu Yuan said nonchalantly.

"I also think calling you 'Master' feels weird."

Feng Ruihua agreed.

In any case, whatever Lu Yuan told him to do, he would do.

For his own sake, and for the sake of the entire Feng family.

Watching the happy Feng family eating hotpot in the middle of winter, Lu Yuan thought of the Dark Attribute Professionals who had flocked to him at Pengcheng University.

"It's time to create a faction of my own!"