Chapter 009: Fire Mist

Nodding slightly, "Yes, after your father, Han Fengxue had not finished speaking when Han Tianjun waved his hand and said: 'Let me speak first. The first time I saw you in the training ground today, I already knew that the temperament of a skilled practitioner is distinctly different from that of an ordinary person, so I will grant you a spot. Back then, your father was just like you; at first, no matter what spiritual technique he practiced, he could not condense elemental crystals. Out of self-doubt, he even left home alone, but after seven days, he returned to the family. When he came back, he had already become a skilled practitioner, and from then on, his talent began to show. I believe you and your father are of the same kind. What surprises me is that in just a few months, you have already reached the skilled practitioner stage, and your talent even surpasses that of your father. Moreover, your gifted skill is actually teleportation; the term genius is no longer sufficient to describe you. ' When Han Fengxue was competing against Han Lie, the younger generation did not understand how Han Fengxue defeated Han Lie, but with Han Tianjun's more than sixty years of experience and his peak cultivation in the skilled practitioner realm, how could he not see through it?

Han Fengxue was carefully selecting. Suddenly, her eyes lit up at "Fire Mist." Han Fengxue took it down and opened it to see that the skill "Fire Mist" condenses fire elements into a misty form, which can be used to conceal one's figure, lasting for 3 seconds

The library is divided into three levels. The first level houses basic skills, the second level contains master-level skills, and as for the third level, only a few individuals from the Han family have visited it. It is said that the third level is filled with sect-level skills, and even includes king-level skills.

"This is it," Han Fengxue began to transcribe. The books in the library cannot be taken out, so one can only return to cultivate after completing the transcription.

Seeing the extra white hair on the old woman's head, Han Fengxue felt a surge of emotion and said, "Grandma, I will definitely come to see you often in the future"

Continuing on, Han Fengxue resumed her practice of mental cultivation. To stand higher than others, one must exert efforts several times greater than theirs. Han Fengxue constantly held herself to strict standards, never allowing herself a moment of relaxation

In the small courtyard, a figure was enveloped by a layer of fire elements, making it impossible to see the person inside. After a moment, the fire elements dissipated, revealing a youthful face; the boy was Han Fengxue, who was practicing the Fire Mist skill.

"You are the son of the sword's edge," an aged voice sounded as Han Fengxue reached the door, inquiring the old man who was sweeping the floor

After a brief pause, Han Tianjun continued, "You are just like your father, possessing an astonishing talent, and both of you have kept it hidden from this old man. I believe you are not merely a single-element master, are you

"Maple Snow, come here and sit beside Grandpa," Han Tianjun said with a smile

Seeing Han Fengxue enter, the old woman hurriedly approached and said, "Fengxue, you haven't come to see your grandmother in such a long time," her face adorned with a kind smile.

Ah, the heavens are jealous of exceptional talent, the old man sighed

Seeing the desolate expression on Han Tianjun's face, Han Fengxue felt a twinge of compassion and said: "Grandfather, you are not wrong in what you say, but my father and I did not intend to keep this from you. You have seen what happened with my father; it is evident that someone close to him learned of it and deliberately spread the news. If we were to say that the man in the splendid attire could foresee the future, I doubt anyone would believe it."

Entering the library, I walked past row after row of bookshelves, occasionally stopping to take out a book to read. Everyone was selecting skills that suited them. Too much choice can lead to confusion; one must choose what is appropriate for oneself. Otherwise, having too many options without mastery will only have a counterproductive effect

Upon hearing Han Fengxue's words, Hantian Jun's eyes revealed a hint of appreciation. He gently said, "It is quite rare for you to think of so much. You and Jianfeng are probably both afraid of the news leaking out and are keeping it from me. I will never tell anyone about your situation; I absolutely will not allow the same thing to happen to you again. If I find out who betrayed Jianfeng, I will not let him go. Han Fengxue suppressed the urge to tell Hantian Jun everything, fearing that his grandfather might accidentally let something slip in a moment of happiness, putting himself in danger and denying his father the chance to awaken again. If I find out who betrayed Jianfeng, I will not let him go. Han Fengxue suppressed the urge to tell Hantian Jun everything, fearing that his grandfather might accidentally let something slip in a moment of happiness, putting himself in danger and denying his father the chance to awaken again.

"Alright, you two can continue your conversation later. Xingxiang, you go inside first; Fengxue and I have something to discuss," Han Tianjun said as he walked over.

In the following period, Han Fengxue was busy selecting and refining the skills left to him by his father, which also helped to enhance his practical combat abilities. After a month of training, Han Fengxue had mastered seven soldier-level skills, including two intermediate and one advanced soldier-level skill. However, this was not Han Fengxue's greatest achievement. What delighted him the most was that when using these skills, he discovered that they only consumed the fire elements within his body, while the other elemental crystals remained untouched. This meant that if Han Fengxue were to fight against others using the five elemental systems in the future, he would be able to wield five times the elemental power compared to others. Thinking of this, Han Fengxue smiled happily.

Han Fengxue turned to look at the old man. Under Han Fengxue's astonished gaze, the old man's hunched body straightened, and his eyes became profound, no longer resembling the lazy and fatigued appearance from just moments ago

After reading the introduction, Han Fengxue felt a surge of joy. While others might view this as a trivial skill, for the gifted and agile Han Fengxue, "Fire and Book Fog" is undoubtedly an excellent auxiliary skill

"Grandfather, is there something you need from me?" Han Fengxue inquired

After completing the transcription, Han Fengxue continued to select, walking through all the bookshelves, but did not find anything suitable. Thus, Han Fengxue walked out.

"I finally mastered it completely. I didn't expect that a low-level skill would take three days," Han Fengxue murmured to himself. Little did he know that if his words were heard by other junior clan members, they would surely be infuriated to the point of spitting blood. It is known that a typical practitioner at the technician level requires at least seven days to cultivate a technician-level skill, yet he had fully mastered a skill in just three days and was still complaining about it.

In the evening, Han Fengxue arrived at Han Tianjun's residence. Upon entering the hall, she saw Han Tianjun sitting in the hall waiting with an elderly woman.

"Uncle Wu," Han Tianjun called out to the elderly man who was cleaning the library. Upon hearing Han Tianjun's voice, the old man lifted his head, slightly straightened his hunched body, and cast a murky glance at the crowd before nodding to Han Tianjun. The old man was the last remaining member of Han Tianjun's previous generation.

"Old man, you are so troublesome. Feng Xue has come here with great difficulty. If you dare to nag for too long, I won't let you off easily." Although she said this, the old woman still walked into the inner room

That evening, Han Fengxue stayed with her grandmother to chat for a long time before leaving

Han Fengxue was somewhat surprised; if Han Tianjun had not called out, he would never have imagined that this ordinary old man was actually a senior relative of Han Tianjun

Everyone has arrived, let's go in," Han Tianjun said as he led the way towards the library.

"Yes, great-uncle," Han Fengxue replied politely

Han Fengxue instantly understood that in the library, there was only the old man present. Clearly, the library was under the old man's supervision, and he was also an elder of Han Tianjun, possessing profound cultivation. How could he possibly be an ordinary old man

Han Fengxue visited the library for the first time and was surprised to see the shelves filled with books documenting various skills. "Indeed, it is a century-old collection; it is truly abundant. Perhaps I can gain something today," Han Fengxue thought to herself.

"Feng Xue, you should be a master by now, right?" Han Tianjun said.

Han Fengxue walked over to the chair beside Han Tianjun and sat down, remaining silent. He had already faintly guessed why Han Tianjun had summoned him

Early the next morning, when Han Fengxue arrived outside the Library Pavilion, twenty people, including Han Tianjun, were already present. A dozen pairs of angry eyes shot towards him, and Han Fengxue smiled awkwardly, not expecting everyone to be so eager. What he did not realize was that not everyone was like him, with a mind full of skills waiting to be learned. The Library Pavilion housed the Han family's collection accumulated over a century, and being able to study various skills inside certainly excited these younger generations. He remained unaware that not everyone shared his mindset, with a plethora of skills awaiting their attention. The Library Pavilion held the Han family's century-old collection, and the opportunity to learn various skills within it was indeed thrilling for these younger disciples.