Mortal To Immortal (Book 1)
MTI 162 - Childhood Friends
"Please enter, Brother Yao. Hope you like it and are comfortable living in this room we provide."
Zi Dan pointed out a residence that Yao Han would use during his time in the Purple Star Sect. Yao Han scanned a glance and smiled faintly at Zi Dan.
"Thank you, Senior Zi. This room reminds me of the room I used to wear in my teacher's residence."
"Eh?"
Indeed the room that Zi Dan pointed out had some similarities to the room that Yao Han was wearing in the Feng Xian residence. The difference was that there was no scent of magic plants and the Qi density there was several times thinner.
"Thank you for bringing me here, Senior. Next I can take care of myself. Senior can rest."
Zi Dan chuckled, "Alright then. If you need anything, you can meet me." Zi Dan's residence was not far from the room for Yao Han.
After Zi Dan left, Yao Han entered his room and locked the door. All the Dimensional Pagoda residents except Bo Lang came out. Bing Lizi created a special barrier for safety.
"I think it's been a while not in the territory of a sect. Don't you think, Rongrong?"
Meirong clucked softly and was a little annoyed, but still responded to Yutian, "You're right, stupid snake."
Ignoring his two teachers who might be engaged in an insignificant debate, Yao Han chose to sit cross-legged and meditate on a fairly soft mattress there. Meirong accompanied him, while others enjoyed the Moon Peach Arak by sitting around a small table.
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Within a few hours, Yao Han's presence as an East Wind disciple as well as the figure of the young man nicknamed the Blue Lotus Physician spread throughout the Purple Star Sect. Everyone who had just found out became excited, shocked, and curious.
However those who wanted to meet to see Yao Han's figure could not do so because there was a ban from the sect's higher-ups on the grounds that not to disturb even to the point of offending Yao Han which could have devastating effects on the sect.
At nightfall, Yao Han came to Zi Dan's residence to tell himself who wanted to meet Hua Feng. The elder almost forgot Yao Han's goal of being in the Purple Star Sect, then had one of the disciples deliver Yao Han. Coincidentally, the disciple knew quite close Hua Feng.
While heading to where Hua Feng was, the disciple who was escorting Yao Han tried to chat and tried to get a little familiar. Although he was actually a bit scared as well, apart from Yao Han's friendly and friendly face and mannerisms.
"Everyone knows where you are here, Brother Yao. But they can't be free to see you because the Patriarch forbids it. And you must know why."
Yao Han laughed awkwardly as he scratched his non-itchy head, "I don't know if it's a good thing or not."
Upon arriving in front of Hua Feng's residence, the disciple accompanying Yao Han knocked on the door of the room.
Geck. Geck. Geck.
"Hua Feng, someone's looking for you."
Despite not using her special eye strength, Yao Han could sense inside the room that there was someone and obviously it was Hua Feng.
The door of the room opened, the figure inside came out with a confused look on his face. As the look of his eyes turned towards Yao Han, both of his eyebrows shot up. While Yao Han only smiled faintly.
If calculated, it had been more than ten years the two had not met. It counted since Hua Feng joined the Purple Star Sect disciples when he was seven years old. Despite this, Yao Han could still recognize Hua Feng whose face was similar to Hua Ren, his father who was the leader of Flower Hill City.
"You have a special guest." The introductory disciple turned to Yao Han, "Brother Yao, my task is done."
"What is..."
The disciple felt a strong Qi enter his body and after Yao Han pulled his hand back, the disciple felt his body become much lighter and healthier than before.
"Just consider it a small favor from me to make your cultivation journey smoother, Brother."
"A-ah, b-so. T-thank you very much."
The student stuttered in response and went away feeling that the task was done. The path was so light while smiling happily. The disciple did not know clearly what way Yao Han was doing, but he trusted Yao Han completely and was sure Yao Han had no intention of harming him.
Yao Han turned to Hua Feng, "Can we talk now?"
Hua Feng stuttered slightly. He was still confused and digesting the situation, especially curious about the identity of Yao Han who had been said to be a special guest who wanted to meet him. Hua Feng then took Yao Han in and closed the door.
They sat facing each other separated by a small table. For a while, they just looked at each other without saying a word. While Yao Han remained calm with a friendly face, Hua Feng felt a little clumsy and intimidated.
Despite doing nothing, the aura enveloping Yao Han made Hua Feng slightly goosebumps.
"It's nice to see you again, Feng-gege."
Hua Feng had just wanted to say something, but Yao Han first opened his voice. And that Yao Han remark was enough to make Hua Feng surprised. It seemed like no one had called him that long ago.
"Sorry, you know me? Have we met before?"
"Of course I know you. We were game mates in the past before you joined the Purple Star Sect disciples. You might forget me by my current appearance, but I am Yao Han, do you still remember this name?"
Hua Feng frowned, "Yao... Han?" Hua Feng was silent for a while, "The only person I know by that name I used to call Brother Han. He.. I heard he disappeared mysteriously, not even a few who thought he was dead. Brother, you..."
Yao Han smiled broadly, "The person you know is me, Feng-gege. I am Yao Han whom you always call Brother Han, your childhood friend from Flower Hill City, the late Grandmother Yue's grandson."
Hua Feng's mouth was wide open and without him noticing, he stood up as his hand kicked against the table. Brak!
"No way-! Impossible-fuck! How's..." Hua Feng's voice was stuck in his throat.
Yao Han raised next to an eyebrow, "Hm, what is impossible and impossible? You know, in a cultivator's world, anything can be possible."
"You are clearly a cultivator, whereas Brother Han is just an ordinary human. Where's mung..."
Yao Han raised his hand, stopping Hua Feng's remark.
"It looks like I'll have to lay out some little secrets in order for you to believe I'm the Yao Han you know."
For some reason, Hua Feng was frightened by Yao Han's meaningful smile.
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