In the square of the front yard of the Prince's Mansion!
After hearing Hsu Han-wen's reminder, Yu Haoran slowly calmed down from his sadness and regret. He turned to look at Wu Zhengjun, Qin Lingfei, and The Sword Without Trace, who were kneeling beside him, and a look of understanding flashed across his eyes.
Then, he immediately mobilized his divine sense, which was not inferior to that of an eighth-grade Supreme Martial Artist, and directly scanned the entire Southern Region, Eastern Region, and Central Region. Finally, he found Chu Zhongyu and the others.
"Eldest Senior Brother, Senior Brothers, Junior Brother Yiming, Junior Sister Yuting, stay where you are and don't move. I'll immediately arrange for experts to bring you back to the sect."
After using his divine sense to tell Chu Zhongyu and the others to wait where they were, Yu Haoran turned to Qing Feng, Yu Siqi, and Lu Yuan and instructed.
"Senior Brother Qing Feng, please immediately go to a dense forest at the border of the Southern Region and Southern Wilderness to meet up with my seven Senior Brothers."
"Don't worry, Junior Brother Yu, I'll go right away!"
After integrating his divine sense into the specific location given by Yu Haoran, Qing Feng nodded and soared into the sky. At the same time, he directly tore through the void of the mountain range and rushed to the Southern Wilderness.
"Sister, please go to a valley at the border of the Southern Region and Central Region to meet up with my Junior Sister Gongsun Yuting."
"Xiao Ran, my condolences!"
After comforting her, Yu Siqi soared into the sky and also tore through the void of the mountain range and rushed to the valley where Gongsun Yuting was.
"Senior Brother Lu, please go to the Blue Gold City in the Central Region and bring my Eighth Senior Brother Lin Xuan here."
"Got it!"
After nodding, Lu Yuan transformed into a sword ray and rushed to the Blue Gold City in the Central Region at a speed comparable to that of tearing through the void.
"Junior Brother Zhengjun, go now and arrange for the people of the Hundred Chi Gate to return to the sect. Then, mobilize the entire sect to cultivate the mourning hall." After Qing Feng, Yu Siqi, and Lu Yuan left, Yu Haoran turned his head and ordered Wu Zhengjun, who was kneeling beside him.
"Senior Brother, I understand!"
After nodding, Wu Zhengjun got up and went straight to the courtyard where the people of the Hundred Chi Gate were temporarily staying.
After everything was arranged properly, Yu Haoran took out a Ginseng Fruit and a drop of Myriad Drug Milk from his Storage Ring, preparing to prolong his Master Feng Qingyun's final moments of recovery to give him more time to say goodbye.
With the strength and means of Qing Feng, Lu Yuan, and Yu Siqi, it only took them less than five minutes to bring all the disciples of Qing Yun back to the Prince's Mansion.
Although Chu Zhongyu and the others were initially shocked by the changes in the mountain range and the innate spiritual energy that filled the Prince's Mansion, when they saw the unconscious Master sitting on the ground, all of their expressions changed and surrounded him.
"Ninth Junior Brother, what happened to Master?" As the second Senior Brother, Liu Guangwei, who had the deepest relationship with Feng Qingyun, asked in a trembling voice as he looked at his Master's pale face.
"His foundation has been destroyed, his life has come to an end, and Master is about to become an Immortal!" Yu Haoran said sadly as he shook his head.
"Master …!"
After hearing Yu Haoran's reply, the disciples of Qing Yun immediately rushed in front of Feng Qingyun and shouted loudly.
"Senior Brother, everything has been arranged!"
At this time, Wu Zhengjun, who had finished dealing with the affairs of the Sect, returned to the square. After nodding to Chu Zhongyu and the others, he once again knelt beside Yu Haoran and replied.
"En!"
After nodding, Yu Haoran looked up at Chu Zhongyu and the others.
There was no need for Yu Haoran to remind them. With Wu Zhengjun's example, Chu Zhongyu and the others immediately knelt in front of Feng Qingyun.
Yang Kai put the prepared Myriad Drug Milk into Feng Qingyun's mouth and then used his Divine Force to send it into his body.
When the rich Spirit Energy from the Myriad Drug Milk began to nourish his body and Soul, Feng Qingyun gradually woke up from his unconscious state.
"Haoran!" After opening his eyes, Feng Qingyun saw that the person in front of him was actually Yu Haoran, the person he had been searching for all this time, causing him to immediately shout excitedly.
"Master, don't speak for a while, eat this Ginseng Fruit first!"
After signaling Feng Qingyun to temporarily control his excitement, Yu Haoran put the Ginseng Fruit in front of his mouth.
In this regard, Feng Qingyun smiled and shook his head to refuse.
"Haoran, as a spirit fruit nurtured by the Earth Spirit Root, the Ginseng Fruit is the best spirit fruit to assist in breaking through to the Martial God Realm. Giving it to a dying person like me is a complete waste, you should keep it for yourself!"
"Master, just twenty minutes ago, disciple successfully passed the God Tribulation Thunder Punishment and became an immortal God Spirit Master. The Ginseng Fruit is no longer useful to me, so Master should eat it yourself," Yu Haoran, who did not take back the Ginseng Fruit, tried to suppress the sadness in his heart and tried to persuade Feng Qingyun with a smile.
Hearing that his most valued disciple had become an immortal God Spirit Master in less than five years, Feng Qingyun was extremely shocked, but at the same time, a trace of gratification and satisfaction emerged in his heart.
"Good, very good!"
Although Yu Haoran no longer needed the Ginseng Fruit to help him break through to the Martial God Realm, Feng Qingyun still had other disciples.
Therefore, Feng Qingyun, who was struggling to sit up, glanced at the eleven disciples kneeling beside him before finally stopping on Chu Zhongyu.
"Haoran, if you still haven't resolved the resentment in your heart, then I will waste this precious Ginseng Fruit."
"If you have resolved the resentment in your heart and no longer bear grudges against the mistakes of your Master and your Senior Brothers, then give the Ginseng Fruit to your Senior Brother!"
Feng Qingyun wondered if his most valued disciple, Yu Haoran, had completely resolved the mistakes they had made in the past.
Was he still as enthusiastic and caring towards Feng Qingyun's disciples as before?
This was what Feng Qingyun was most worried about before his death, so he intended to use the Ginseng Fruit to test whether his disciple had really let go of the resentment in his heart.
Fortunately, Yu Haoran's next move made him feel relieved and at the same time, he did not have any regrets in his heart.
"Senior Brother, here you are!"
Facing his Master's test, Yu Haoran did not hesitate to throw the jade box containing the Ginseng Fruit to Chu Zhongyu, who was kneeling beside him.
"This …!"
Even ordinary people in the Tianxuan Continent knew about the Ginseng Fruit, so how could Chu Zhongyu, an expert at the peak of the Third Grade Martial Saint Realm, not know about it?
Therefore, in the face of such a precious Spirit Fruit, he did not know whether he should be ecstatic to accept it or immediately return it to Yu Haoran.
However, Yu Haoran was not in the mood to pay attention to Chu Zhongyu. After throwing the jade box containing the Ginseng Fruit to him, he looked at Feng Qingyun and asked.
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