Cultivation: I Signed in with the Talent of an Immortal at the Start

Chapter 805: Meeting an Old Friend Again

Han Xuanji naturally did not know how many people were jealous of him. He had already placed the Heavenly Fate Qingxuan Ring on the index finger of his left hand. The blue-green ring surface flowed with a warm luster under the sunlight, resonating faintly with his own Dao Rhyme, causing the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth to gather around him.

As he put it on, a piece of information appeared in his mind.

This ring could increase the wearer’s speed of absorbing Spiritual Qi, and the intensity of spiritual power in battle could be amplified.

Even for those in the Saint Realm, wearing this ring would likewise increase combat power by thirty percent!

Mo Chenxiao nodded in satisfaction and sat back down on the dark gold throne. His gaze swept over the dense crowd in the plaza, and his voice sounded again, still in that unhurried tone:

“I am happy today, so I will host a banquet at Jiuxuan Palace for three days. Everyone, please drink to your heart’s content.”

As soon as these words were spoken, a cheer erupted in the plaza. The Sage Lord was hosting the banquet, so naturally, it used the highest grade of spiritual wine and immortal fruits. This banquet itself was no small fated opportunity.

Meanwhile, under the gaze of the crowd, Han Xuanji retreated to the side of Leng Qianshuang. With the procedures of the apprenticeship ceremony completed, the atmosphere gradually became lively.

Around the high platform, experts from all sides gathered in twos and threes to exchange pleasantries and catch up.

As the protagonist, Han Xuanji naturally could not just leave, but he had nothing to talk about with these big shots.

Mo Chenxiao patted his shoulder, signaling him not to be constrained, to walk around and get to know people.

Han Xuanji walked down from the high platform and moved through the crowd with a calm expression, bowing and greeting the various Cultivators who took the initiative to come up and say hello.

He noticed that many of these people were direct descendants of major powers within Jiuxuan Prefecture; they were young but had high cultivation levels, clearly the key objects of cultivation for their respective Families.

Most of them were clearly very enthusiastic about this newly appointed disciple of the Sage Lord and did not mind lowering their status at all.

Han Xuanji responded with a lukewarm attitude, appearing neither distant nor overly enthusiastic, handling the interactions with perfect measure.

However, when he met Ling Cang and Ling Xuan of the Ling Family, as well as Song Tiancheng and others, he was a little more enthusiastic.

Just as he was talking with them, his peripheral vision caught a corner where a figure was arguing in a low voice in the crowd, seemingly encountering some unpleasantness.

Han Xuanji’s heart stirred as he recognized that figure.

Hui Feng.

He had met him back in the Heiyan Fleet, and he had helped him quite a lot. While he was in Qianhun City, he had never lost touch with Hui Feng, but he spent much of his time in seclusion, and the other party was equally busy, so Han Xuanji had not notified him. After all, the distance was quite far, and he had not expected this old friend to come without saying a word.

At this moment, Hui Feng was surrounded by a few people near a pillar, and his expression was not very good.

Han Xuanji did not hesitate, excused himself to Ling Cang, and turned to walk in that direction.

Standing a few steps away, he heard a slightly sharp voice, filled with undisguised mockery, speaking in an unhurried manner:

“Hui Feng, and you claim to know Young Master Han? Your godfather is just a thing who has no hope of ever reaching the Saint Realm in his lifetime. I don’t know how he even managed to sneak in.”

The voice paused, then added:

“But it’s no wonder, after all, your godfather doesn’t come from a proper background. To have made it to his current position is already a stroke of great luck.”

Hui Feng’s face darkened, and his fingers clenched slightly.

But he knew clearly what kind of occasion today was. This was his Brother Han Xuanji’s apprenticeship ceremony, and experts from all directions were watching; he did not want to cause any commotion here.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, ignored the person’s provocation, and turned to leave.

“Hui Feng, why didn’t you tell me when you arrived?”

Han Xuanji’s voice sounded behind him, unhurried yet carrying a weight that could not be ignored.

Hui Feng’s steps faltered, and he turned around to see Han Xuanji walking towards him. His expression relaxed slightly, but his eyes still held traces of lingering anger.

Han Xuanji walked to his side, his gaze passing over Hui Feng and landing on the people who had been speaking.

Those people clearly had not expected Han Xuanji to appear here; a hint of surprise flashed across their faces, and the reckless tone they had just used had already been reined in significantly.

Han Xuanji glanced at Hui Feng, his tone calm:

“What is it? Did you meet an acquaintance?”

Hui Feng was silent for a moment, then shook his head:

“Not an acquaintance, just someone I know.”

Han Xuanji did not press for more, simply turning his gaze toward those few people.

His expression was not sharp, even peaceful, but when that gaze landed on those people, they suddenly felt as if the surrounding air had become heavier.

He did not display anger, nor did he deliberately release any pressure; he just looked at them like that.

The group exchanged glances, and the person who had spoken earlier coughed dryly and cupped his hands:

“Young Master Han, you have misunderstood. We were just chatting casually with Brother Hui Feng; there was no other meaning.”

“Is that so.”

Han Xuanji said indifferently:

“In that case, if you gentlemen have nothing else to do, I would like to have a private word with Hui Feng.”

“And it seems you have some dissatisfaction with True God Heiyan? The True God is my benefactor.”

“We wouldn’t dare! We wouldn’t dare!”

The person whom Han Xuanji was staring at was startled upon hearing this, never expecting that Hui Feng really knew Han Xuanji and even had a connection with True God Heiyan.

“We have always respected True God Heiyan. Young Master Han, please carry on.”

Saying more leads to more mistakes; after speaking, the group left quickly, their pace much faster than when they had arrived.

Hui Feng watched their retreating backs, let out a soft sigh of relief, then turned to look at Han Xuanji with a complex expression.

This was the position Han Xuanji stood in now; a single glance was enough to make these guys with extraordinary backgrounds apologize honestly, and a single sentence made them lower their posture, terrified of offending him.

Hui Feng was momentarily dazed, but quickly realized it was inappropriate to be distracted, and snapped back to reality, saying:

“Thank you, Brother Han, for standing up for me.”

Han Xuanji shook his head:

“It is not standing up for you, but telling you that given our relationship, there is absolutely no need for you to endure such treatment.”

He did not say too many profound principles; this sentence alone was enough.

Hui Feng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled:

“Now that you’ve taken a master, the way you talk is different.”

Han Xuanji also smiled:

“I have always talked like this; it’s just that no one listened before.”

He paused, then asked:

“How is True God Heiyan doing lately?”

When Hui Feng mentioned True God Heiyan, his expression became more reserved:

“Same as always, stuck at the bottleneck for many years. Recently, he has been attempting a breakthrough to the Saint Realm, but it has not been smooth, and there is a lot of pressure from the matters at the Chamber of Commerce, leaving him unable to attend to everything.”

Han Xuanji pondered for a moment:

“Is that so? I will find a time to go visit him later. The True God helped me a lot back then, and I have always kept this kindness in my heart.”

True God Heiyan had indeed helped him a great deal back then; he thought that if he could Sign In something good at Jiuxuan Palace, he could send it over to help him with his breakthrough, which would be a way to repay this kindness.

Hui Feng did not decline and nodded:

“He should be quite happy to hear you say that.”

He had not expected that Han Xuanji was already thinking about letting True God Heiyan have a breakthrough, assuming it was just to catch up on old times.

Even so, it was already extremely good.

Being able to be on good terms with a disciple of the Sage Lord was something many people could only wish for.