Tang Feng fell silent for a moment before laughing, "Auntie, what you said isn't right. As long as I want to come back, will you refuse to cook for me?"
"Of course, I will cook for you when you come back, but, your auntie will be leaving for a while," Murong Qinglan hesitated.
"Where are you going?" Tang Feng asked eagerly, and then he laughed at himself for asking. The impressive Medicine Master had lost composure, which shouldn't have happened. He realized that the obsessions of his former self were too deep, already severely affecting his mental state.
"I'm going to find a friend, don't worry, I won't be gone too long," Murong Qinglan's smile was somewhat forced, and Tang Feng could clearly see it.
But no matter how he asked, she wouldn't divulge her secrets. Fortunately, he had left behind the Star Illusion Technique. No matter where she was, Tang Feng could find her based on the trajectory of the stars, and he could also momentarily control her body using the power of the stars.
Of course, this was a great harm to Tang Feng, the greater the distance, the more severe the injury could be. In serious cases, it could lead to broken meridians and endanger his life, but in order to protect Murong Qinglan, Tang Feng didn't hesitate to do it.
A true man has things he will and won't do; for those he needs to protect, even if it costs him his life, it is worth it.
"Then you must be careful, you can't leave me behind," Tang Feng said with a smile.
"Alright, your auntie won't abandon you, finish your meal and go to sleep early, your brother-in-law is coming over tomorrow." Murong Qinglan left because she dared not stay there for too long.
In front of Tang Feng, her mood could not stay calm; the pressure from the nervousness made it hard for her to breathe.
She herself couldn't explain why she felt afraid of Tang Feng.
His feelings were no different; if she were really just his auntie, it would have been fine, but he was a complete stranger, a powerful being from the Immortal Realm, an esteemed figure of an entire realm.
Indeed, emotions are the most tormenting.
Returning to his room, Tang Feng didn't rest. Once a powerful being, he didn't want to waste too much time. Cultivation was his primary task.
This Star Refining Technique could be described as profound and vast. Although not an Immortal Technique, it was a high-level technique that was hard to come by for practitioners. The boy was actually quite lucky, just not very fortunate in life.
The extensive content covered by the Star Refining Technique amazed Tang Feng; the cultivator who created this technique would at least be at the Golden Immortal level if not perished.
Stars encompass infinite possibilities.
Stars are the oldest entities, each possibly representing past glory. To Tang Feng, they seemed alive.
As long as he could dance with them, he was already beginning to do this.
Now he had only learned the first layer, capable of using Star Illusion Technique, Star Rush Technique, and Star Guiding Technique.
After breaking through to the Innate Martial Realm, there would be Star Gathering Spirit Technique, Star Cloud Penetration Skill, and Star Falling Sword Technique.
After reaching the Gathering Spirit Martial Realm, there would be a third layer, but it was not yet accessible. The Star Refining Technique turned out to be an Inheritance Secret Technique, which surprised Tang Feng even more.
The next morning, the sky was clear and blue, a light breeze blew pleasantly as Tang Feng closed his eyes, savoring the many memories left in the courtyard.
Apart from Murong Qinglan, he didn't feel much attachment to anything else. He spread his arms and began practicing his punches in the courtyard.
Sounds of powerful and vigorous movements gradually echoed, and after a short while, sonic booms occurred, sounding like the roar of an airplane or the engine of a ship.
Tang Feng grew more relaxed, and when he finished his practice, he saw Murong Qinglan holding her phone, staring at him in astonishment.
"Auntie, what's wrong?"
"What on earth are you hiding from me? Take a look for yourself," Murong Qinglan's inner world was in chaos. Her nephew had completely changed after that fall.
Tang Feng watched himself on the screen, moving as fluidly as flowing water, the surrounding plants swaying with his rhythm, even the scattered leaves and debris dancing in his wake.
This was the level of Intention Movement. He quickly checked his body and indeed, after practicing the set of punches, six more acupoints had opened in his body.
He was just five acupoints away from the Innate Realm.
The Star Guiding Technique was so powerful that Tang Feng also held it in high regard; the person who created this set of techniques was truly remarkable.
"Auntie, you must keep this a secret for me; these are all techniques my Master taught me." Tang Feng made up a Master on the spot.
"Was it that Pharmacist who cured you?" Murong Qinglan took the bait immediately, and Tang Feng was relieved. The video was quite extraordinary, but he wasn't worried about it getting out. After all, if people in this world saw this scene, they'd probably just attribute it to good special effects.
Tang Feng felt somewhat guilty for deceiving her but still nodded, "Yes, my Master doesn't want me to tell anyone, please forgive me, Auntie."
"It's okay, it's a great thing that you could meet such a noble person. Now I am completely at ease. Come with me, your father is already in the living room," Murong Qinglan said with a smile.
Tang Feng didn't show any joy. In fact, his former self hadn't seen this father for five or six years, and for Tang Feng, there wouldn't be any familial affection.
At the entrance of the great hall, Tang Feng encountered Murong Tian and Murong Chong again. After seeing Murong Qinglan enter first, the two stopped Tang Feng.
"Oh, Young Master Tang, you've finally ended your days of being guarded by a woman. Eating free meals for over a decade, there's truly no one else as rare as you in this world," Murong Chong mocked Tang Feng with a snide tone.
"Kid, be more careful, don't end up falling off a cliff again, you won't always be so lucky," Murong Tian sneered.
Tang Feng raised his hand slightly, then swung it down heavily.
Slap!
Murong Tian was struck by a slap and fell two zhang away.
"You're courting death!" Murong Chong was stunned for a moment; he truly hadn't expected Tang Feng to dare hit someone, and such a loud slap at that.
He threw a punch at Tang Feng's face, and Murong Chong, having trained for a few years, did have some strength.
An inch away from Tang Feng's face, the fist was grabbed.
"Ow! It hurts!" Murong Chong's eyes bulged out. Just over ten days ago, this kid was someone they could easily carve up, yet now he suddenly possessed such great strength.
"Still want to hit me? Just with you, Murong Chong," Tang Feng sneered, and without stopping his feet, he kicked towards Murong Chong's knee.
Thud!
The young man screamed and knelt on the ground in pain.
"Tang Feng, how dare you strike us, you're dead!" Murong Tian clutched half of his face and roared.
"Come on over if you can, only trash babbles," Tang Feng said contemptuously as he glanced at Murong Tian.
"Dad, Grandpa, Tang Feng is hitting people," Murong Tian actually ran into the living room.
Tang Feng, who had expected him to rush over, shook his head. Such a young generation was a sheer disgrace.
"Murong Chong, apologize to me, and perhaps I might spare you," Tang Feng pulled the man up, but the other's fist was still in his hand.
"Dream on," Murong Chong actually had more backbone than Murong Tian.
"No apology, huh? Then you're in for a good show," Tang Feng said as he saw enough, suddenly countering Murong Chong's fist, then fell backward, heavily crashing to the ground.
"Feng'er."
"Xiao Feng," Murong Wuji's face immediately darkened upon coming out and seeing the scene, "Beast! What have you done!"
"Grandpa, I, he..." Murong Chong found himself at a loss for words.
"Get your punishment yourself, get out!" Murong Wuji was livid with anger.
Murong Tian glared at Tang Feng hatefully. He had never anticipated the other party would pull such a move; now, he was powerless. Having been beaten for no reason and with his frail health, the old man would not believe him.
"Tang Feng, just you wait and see, there's a long road ahead of us," Murong Tian knew he could not gain an advantage at this point and, coupled with the absence of his parents and the pointlessness of waiting any longer, he hurriedly followed Murong Chong and left quickly.
"Grandfather! Uncle," Tang Feng stood up and dusted off his clothes, notably not calling for his father.
"All is well, then; these years, I've neglected the discipline of Tian'er and the others —– blame me," Murong Wuji's white hair was a testament to his not so easy life. The status of the Murong Family in Nanzhu City had been weakening day by day, and he was powerless to change it.
"Grandfather, I'm fine, thanks for taking me in these years, Xiao Feng only has gratitude for you and my uncles, you need to take care of your health from now on," Tang Feng did not want to stay longer; pretending was truly uncomfortable.
"Go on, come and visit when you have time," Murong Wuji patted Tang Feng on the shoulder and, along with his uncle, turned to leave without saying much. To them, Tang Feng was an outsider, nothing more.
"Xiao Feng, let's go," Tang Jianjun's face was expressionless. Though only in his early forties, he looked like a man in his fifties or sixties, and Murong Qinglan sighed softly.
She could only be speechless towards her brother-in-law, who was weak to the extreme. How could he even bear to stay in that household?
As she watched Tang Feng's receding figure, she didn't accompany him, fearing the reluctance to part. To tell the truth, it felt as if her heart was hollowed out, and it was uncomfortable.
"Brother-in-law, don't let Feng'er suffer anymore, that's your responsibility," Murong Qinglan called out. Tang Jianjun only paused for a moment, then continued on his way.
At that moment, Tang Feng's voice came to Murong Qinglan's ears, "Auntie, goodbye, don't be sad, I am the sun by day, and the stars by night. Whenever you wish, I will always be by your side, no matter when or where."
Suddenly, tears flowed uncontrollably, and Murong Qinglan was at a loss.