Liu Feng chuckled, and Qin Muyu’s reluctance to harm civilians was something he naturally understood. He immediately mocked, "Or perhaps you've been with her for too long, and your heart has softened, Demon King!"
Qin Muyu smiled faintly, "The Demon King ceased to exist long ago."
As they were chatting, Yu Daohan emerged from the backyard after packing his equipment. Seeing the two of them sitting at the table, talking harmoniously, he was somewhat confused.
One moment they were filled with animosity, and the next they were as good as new. It was truly strange.
Liu Feng saw Yu Daohan had finished packing and said with a smile, "All set?"
Yu Daohan nodded. Liu Feng immediately stood up, "Without further ado, let's depart immediately."
"Now, we're not eating?" Yu Daohan hadn't expected things to move so quickly.
Liu Feng nodded, "We'll strive to complete the fusion of the Ghost Horn before the Fengtian Assembly."
Yu Daohan looked at Qin Muyu, whose expression was somewhat peculiar.
Qin Muyu picked up his teacup and took a sip, a look of disdain on his face, "Whatever you wish. If you want to go, then go."
Seeing that Qin Muyu hadn't objected, Yu Daohan agreed, "We'll depart now."
Before leaving, Yu Daohan said a few words of instruction to Qin Muyu, then followed Liu Feng to their cultivation destination.
Watching the figures of the two disappear completely from sight, Qin Muyu suddenly crushed the teacup in his hand, "You're so eager to follow that guy, aren't you?"
Twelve-thirty PM.
Sunlight streamed through the glass window, reflecting on Yu Daohan's handsome face. His already pale complexion appeared even more refined under the sunlight.
The afternoon two days prior, Yu Daohan had accompanied Liu Feng to buy train tickets to Guizhou. Although Liu Feng hadn't told him the exact location of their cultivation, Yu Daohan had a general idea of where they were headed.
"We've known each other for less than a day, and you already trust me this much?" Liu Feng looked at Yu Daohan, who was admiring the scenery outside.
Yu Daohan turned to look at Liu Feng, a smile on his face, "It's true I've only known you for less than a day, but in my past life, I knew you for much longer than that. Besides,"
Liu Feng was curious. He knew Yu Daohan would eventually recover his memories from the Xu Feng era, but he thought Yu Daohan would only have fragmented recollections at this point. "Besides what?"
Yu Daohan leaned back against the chair, "Besides, I believe he wouldn't harm me."
Liu Feng smiled faintly, "I didn't expect you to trust that fellow so much."
Yu Daohan didn't answer Liu Feng. Instead, he asked about the doubt in his heart, "Comparatively, I'm more curious about when I met you."
Yu Daohan only had memories from the Xu Feng era in his mind. And in Xu Feng's memories, he had already known Liu Feng, which meant he had known Liu Feng at least five hundred years ago.
Liu Feng thought for a moment and then said, "How much of Xu Feng's past life memories do you recall?"
"Not much. Many memories are scattered, but I know in my memories that I knew you."
Yu Daohan spoke. These memories surfaced after he fought the great demon from three thousand years ago, and a wisp of Xu Feng's soul attached itself to him.
Liu Feng hummed. It seemed he couldn't keep it a secret for much longer. "Since you want to know, I'll tell you everything about Xu Feng."
Liu Feng began to narrate.
Five hundred years ago, a young man was accepted as a disciple of the foremost sect in the world, the Myriad Buddha Temple. The young man was exceptionally gifted, a super genius rarely seen in a century.
After only half a year as a disciple of the Myriad Buddha Temple, he mastered the sect's ultimate skill, the Great Vajra Palm. Later, he was expelled from the sect for breaking the rules by drinking and eating meat. He then joined other sects, and in any sect, he mastered their ultimate skills in less than half a year.
When the youth had finished his training, he began challenging various sects. In less than three months, he had challenged all the sects, sometimes even challenging two sects in a single day. What was even more terrifying was that he had never lost a single match.
The rankings that were later passed down were also created by him at that time, and his ranking was first on the Black List.
This feat of his was unprecedented and unrepeatable; no one could surpass it. He was hailed as the number one person in the world.
And he was only eighteen years old at the time.
In that era, demons ran rampant, attacking humans relentlessly, causing widespread suffering. Many villages saw hundreds of people die overnight from demonic attacks, and many disciples of major sects suffered heavy casualties.
At this critical juncture, Xu Feng, with just a single mace, turned the tide of the battle. He beheaded countless demons over a thousand years old, and even demons over a thousand years old would flee without a fight upon seeing him.
Any demon that encountered him would scatter in panic, unwilling to engage.
The name Xu Feng became a lingering fear for all demons.
Because of the existence of the monstrous Xu Feng, the tide of the war quickly turned, ultimately ending with humanity's victory.
Later, an unwritten rule was established in the demon realm: as long as Xu Feng was alive, the demon realm would not emerge.
A year after the great war, Xu Feng suddenly created a set of techniques called the Five Elements Technique.
The Five Elements Technique combined the ultimate skills of various sects, characterized by both offense and defense. With the emergence of this technique, he further left everyone in the dust.
Thus, five years passed. With Xu Feng present, everything in the world was peaceful. During these five years, Xu Feng remained in seclusion.
On a certain day five years later, thunder suddenly roared in the sky. The clouds within a thousand-mile radius of the mountain where Xu Feng was in seclusion turned crimson.