"Your name is Tan Yu?" Chu Feng asked.
When Chu Feng called him by name directly, the man froze for a moment before nodding. "Yes. How did you know, my lord?"
"Zhao Fei told me," Chu Feng said bluntly.
Zhao Fei was the elderly man who had given Chu Feng the addresses of everyone in the Tan family.
Before coming here, Chu Feng had assumed that this Tan Yu would be the patriarch of some minor branch family.
But after arriving and seeing this scene, Chu Feng figured that this Tan Yu was either the man standing before him or his father.
"So the lord knows Senior Zhao," the man said with sudden realization, as though he now understood how Chu Feng had found him.
"That's right. He was the one who told me your address," Chu Feng said.
"No wonder the lord was able to find me."
"Although I no longer have ties to the Tan family, I still wish to thank the lord for delivering this message."
"It's just that I'm quite poor, and I have nothing here to properly receive you two."
"If you don't mind, would you care for a cup of tea before you leave?" After speaking, Tan Yu went over to the medicine pot.
As it turned out, the fire beneath the medicine pot wasn't just simmering medicine — there was also a kettle of tea boiling alongside it.
It was tea he had picked himself. Though nothing fancy, the fragrance was pleasant.
Mixed with the scent of medicine, it actually had a rather unique flavor.
Chu Feng felt that this Tan Yu, despite having lost his cultivation, carried himself with a certain courage and proper manners. His impression of the man improved.
So after taking a seat with Zi Ling, Chu Feng took a sip of tea before asking: "The medicine you're brewing — is that for your injuries?" Chu Feng asked.
"It's not really an injury, more of a chronic ailment," Tan Yu said.
"This medicine of yours is meant to relieve pain, but the effectiveness probably isn't that great," Chu Feng said.
"My condition is difficult to treat. This prescription was suggested by Senior Zhao, and compared to other remedies, it already works quite well."
"Otherwise..." Tan Yu gave a bitter smile at this point. "I might not have lived until today."
"Is that why you're living here?"
By examining the medicine pot, Chu Feng had already determined that all the herbs inside it came from this very forest.
And while this forest had no shortage of medicinal herbs, it also had no Fierce Beasts — making it a suitable place for someone like Tan Yu, who had no cultivation, to reside long-term.
"Come to think of it, I really should thank Senior Zhao."
"He was the one who cleared the demon beasts out of this forest for me," Tan Yu said with a sigh.
"Here, let me give you a medicine. Give it a try."
As Chu Feng spoke, he opened his palm. A vast amount of formation power gathered and then quickly condensed above his palm.
In that instant, Tan Yu's eyes lit up.
He couldn't perceive the exact level of Chu Feng's mastery over formations, but he could feel just how powerful they were.
Most importantly, right before his eyes, he could see the enormous formation power condensing within Chu Feng's palm, forming into a formidable formation.
With nothing more than a thought from Chu Feng, a small wisp of fire from beneath the pot flew into the formation.
Boom — Though it was just an ordinary little flame.
Once it entered Chu Feng's formation, it underwent a qualitative transformation — the flame turned ferocious beyond belief.
If it were still inside the formation, but were it to leave at this moment, that flame could very well reduce this entire forest to ashes in an instant.
Next, Chu Feng retrieved several herbs from his Universe Bag and tossed them into the formation one by one.
Every single herb emitted a faint glow, and the medicinal fragrance alone was enough to invigorate the senses.
"Amazing."
Tan Yu couldn't help but exclaim. He knew that such precise control over formations was far beyond ordinary ability.
And the herbs Chu Feng had casually produced were clearly invaluable.
In the span of a blink, the formation dispersed, and a hundred medicinal pills appeared, floating toward Tan Yu.
"Try taking one first," Chu Feng said.
"Thank you, my lord."
Tan Yu didn't hesitate. He swallowed the pill without delay.
He wasn't foolish — he could tell that the pills Chu Feng had refined were certain to be effective.
Sure enough, after taking it, his eyes widened even further.