"Sis, I'll keep that in mind," Chu Feng acknowledged.
"Is there anything else either of you wants to say?"
"If you have something to say, say it now. You won't get another chance for a very long time."
Long Zhuoyan spoke to Chu Feng and Long Xiaoxiao.
"Chu Feng, be careful. Don't push yourself too hard. No matter what happens, your safety comes first."
"I'm going to be seeing you inside the Ninth Heavenly River," Long Xiaoxiao said to Chu Feng.
"Don't worry. You'll definitely see me there," Chu Feng replied.
Long Xiaoxiao smiled softly. She actually had quite a bit of confidence in Chu Feng. Then she turned to Long Zhuoyan. "Master, I'm done."
"That's it?" Long Zhuoyan looked surprised, then said, "No hug or anything?"
Hearing that, Long Xiaoxiao's already flushed face reddened further.
Because she had actually been thinking about it, but no matter how calm she tried to appear on the surface, having someone of Long Zhuoyan's stature standing right there, she couldn't help but feel a little timid.
"What's the matter? Too shy? Should I step away for a bit?"
Long Zhuoyan flashed a mischievous grin.
That only made Long Xiaoxiao's face turn even redder.
Chu Feng, however, stepped forward and gave Long Xiaoxiao a gentlemanly embrace.
In his eyes, Long Xiaoxiao was an important friend — a true comrade-in-arms, bonded through life and death.
Who knew when they would meet again after this parting.
Caught off guard by Chu Feng's sudden hug, Long Xiaoxiao was momentarily at a loss. By the time she composed herself and was about to lean into his arms, Chu Feng had already let go.
"Take care of yourself, Xiaoxiao," Chu Feng said.
"You too," Long Xiaoxiao replied gently.
"That's it?" Long Zhuoyan asked again.
"What else do you want, Sis? Here, why don't you come over and the three of us can have a group hug?" Chu Feng said with a grin.
Compared to Long Xiaoxiao, Chu Feng was more familiar with Long Zhuoyan and didn't feel as reserved. He was perfectly comfortable cracking jokes.
"Quit your nonsense." Long Zhuoyan rolled her eyes, then said, "Since you two are finished, I still have a few words to say to my little brother."
"Little brother, come here." Long Zhuoyan beckoned to Chu Feng.
Chu Feng walked up to Long Zhuoyan once more.
"What needed reminding, your sister has already reminded you."
"But since I am your sister, I can't very well just leave without doing anything."
"Bloodline Opportunity Mountain — I've been inside that place myself. It really comes down to resources."
"Take this. It'll help you."
As she spoke, Long Zhuoyan produced a palm-sized transparent stone and handed it to Chu Feng.
Chu Feng accepted it and couldn't help but ask, "Sis, how do I use this?"
Because he had noticed that the object held no visible power and appeared utterly ordinary.
"When you enter Bloodline Opportunity Mountain, you'll understand naturally."
"Oh, and refine this." As she spoke, Long Zhuoyan flipped her palm over.
Before Chu Feng could even get a clear look at what was in her hand, her small palm was already pressed against his Dantian.
In that instant, an incredibly gentle yet profound energy containing the very essence of martial cultivation surged into his Dantian.
"Thank you, Sis."
Chu Feng was overjoyed, realizing that what Long Zhuoyan had just infused into him was cultivation resource. Not daring to waste a moment, he immediately sat cross-legged and began forming hand seals to refine the energy on the spot.
In his estimation, the heaven and earth energy that Long Zhuoyan had merged into his body was enough for him to make a direct breakthrough.