Return of the Phoenix Lady

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Han Xing has already traveled a year. Although life has been peaceful, Han Xing feels very happy. In fact, as long as he can live a peaceful life like this, it would be great. He Shuhui and her son have become regular visitors here, and Liu Hanyang's relationship with Han Xing has become closer. Although Liu Hanyang is cold to others, he often smiles warmly when he is with Han Xing. Han Xing's "Concentration Art" has also reached the peak of the second level, and there are signs of a breakthrough to the third level.

Today is a big day. The entire Prime Minister's Mansion is decorated with joy. I heard from my mother that Liu Hexian will send someone to pick us up today to perform the "Zhuazhou" ceremony. In fact, to put it bluntly, this ceremony is held for his daughter Liu Hanyue, and Hanxing is just an accessory.

Chu Xiang'er woke up Han Xing, who was still half asleep, early in the morning and put on a festive red outfit. At first glance, he looked like a fairy boy.

When they arrived at the main hall, they immediately saw Mei Ruo, who was dressed brightly and beautifully, holding the equally exquisite and beautiful Liu Hanyue. When they entered, they glanced at Han Xing and Chu Xiang'er with a smug look. The hall was already full of guests, and they all complimented Liu Hexian. Their hypocritical expressions made Han Xing curl her lips in disdain. "Hmm," she said, ignoring them. It was too boring to be here. Han Xing became restless. She pulled Chu Xiang'er's sleeve with one hand and covered her lower body with the other, saying pitifully, "Mom! Xing'er wants to go to the toilet!" Chu Xiang'er said gently, "Well! Go early and come back early, okay? Don't forget that your one-year-old ceremony will be here soon."

"Yeah! I know!" After saying that, he ran out.

"Whoosh! The air outside is so fresh!" Han Xing, unfamiliar with the front yard, wandered through the rockery and arrived at a lotus pond. What captivated him most wasn't the tranquil lotus blossoms, but a man standing in the middle of the pond. His back was turned, his face invisible, and he vanished in an instant, almost making him think it was an illusion. Witnessing the magic of this world once again piqued Han Xing's interest.

After asking someone for directions, Han Xing became a good boy again and went back.

The ceremonies of the first month of the lunar calendar began, and the housekeeper began his endless flattery. Han Xing began to doubt Liu Hexian's judgment. He might have found a scheming woman, but why was he so rude in employing people? I really don't know how he became the prime minister. It was not until later that I learned that the previous housekeeper had been expelled for offending Meiruo, and the current housekeeper had been promoted by Meiruo...

After he finally finished speaking, Liu Hexian personally carried Liu Hanyue to the stage. Han Xing looked down at the stage. Wow... all kinds of things piled up on two-thirds of the big stage, including books, secret manuals, swords, snacks, and everything else. It was as big as a small supermarket.

Finally, Liu Hanyue paused, a book in his left hand and a small whip in his right. Seeing this, everyone burst into praise and admiration, saying things like, "Prime Minister Liu is so lucky to have such a daughter!", "This girl will surely be a great scholar and warrior when she grows up!", "The Prime Minister is so lucky, everyone else will envy her!" Look at that! Look at that! These people are really good at flattery! They know how to cater to someone's preferences. Look at Liu Hexian's smug smile. Hmm, he's making progress...

Next, it was Han Xing's turn to perform. Chu Xiang'er carried Han Xing onto the stage. Han Xing sat on the stage, her head bent, her thoughts etched in her mind. Her hands casually reached out for something nearby. Snacks? Yeah, not bad. She was a little hungry, so she slowly began to eat in front of everyone...

The audience was stunned by the little man's every move on the stage. They were stunned on the spot. They could not believe that the third son of the prime minister was such a greedy child. Han Xing saw that he wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh. Looking at Liu Hexian, his whole face had turned ashen. Haha! How funny! Seeing the little man on the stage also smiled sweetly, everyone finally couldn't help laughing. Liu Hexian's face had turned from blue to black. The speed of his expression changed Han Xing's smile even sweeter.

"Haha! Children are so innocent! Please don't laugh at me!" He Shuhui stepped forward to smooth things over. The others immediately echoed her, finally concluding the ceremony. From then on, the world's evaluation of the third son of the Prime Minister's Mansion was "the greedy third son."

As night fell, the main hall became bustling with activity, and Han Xing slipped out again under the pretext of going to the bathroom.

Every night she habitually sat on the roof to look at the stars. "Xing'er, you did this on purpose today!" Liu Hanyang suddenly appeared and sat down next to Han Xing.

Han Xing blinked her big eyes, looked at him innocently and said, "How could that be? Brother Yang, Xing'er is just hungry!"

Liu Hanyang didn't say anything, but the curve of his lips revealed his thoughts. He must have seen it!

"Oh... so boring! Brother Yang is still so boring, not as fun as Liu Hexian at all! Haha!" The fox's tail was exposed.

After a moment's silence, Liu Hanyang stood up and said lovingly, "It's up to you. I'll go down first. Remember to go back early!" Han Xing smiled and nodded, and then Liu Hanyang flew away.

After staying there for a while, Han Xing suddenly said, "Come out! Aren't you tired of following me all day?"

"Haha! Little kid! You're worthy of being the one I've chosen! You can actually sense my presence! Not bad, not bad! Haha!" A man appeared on the roof again. In fact, Han Xing was able to sense it because of his innate sensitivity and the skills he cultivated later.

Han Xing looked at the man. Wow! Another handsome man! His white clothes and black hair flowed freely, untied and gently swaying, creating a figure suspended in mid-air that looked like a god descending from the heavens. A faint sheen flowed from his skin, and his eyes shone with a thousand colors of glass. His features were picturesque, so beautiful they seemed almost unreal.

"You are the one who was on the lotus pond today! You have been watching me all day. Is it interesting?" Han Xing raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Hehe, hehe! I pay so much attention to you because I think you are a promising talent! Others can't even hope to get it!" The man said guiltily.

Han Xing smiled and shook his head, then got straight to the point: "Who are you? What do you want from me? Tell me!"

The man then returned to his previous decrepit appearance and said with a smile, "My name is Mo Qingyuan, and I want to take you in as my last disciple, little girl!"

Even after her identity as a woman was exposed, Han Xing remained calm and said calmly, "Mo Qingyuan? I've never heard of him. What are the benefits of being your closed disciple?"

"You haven't heard of me! How is that possible? I'm so handsome, suave, elegant, and well-mannered... (1000 words omitted below)" a shameless man said narcissistically.

"Have you said enough? What's the benefit? Just forget it." Han Xing curled his lips.

"Interesting, interesting! Much more interesting than that boring boy, haha! Tell me what you want!"

"I must be able to protect the people I care about! It's that simple!" Han Xing said seriously.

"Really? Okay! I will do my best to help you practice!" Mo Qingyuan said seriously.

"Okay, old man, from now on you are my master." Han Xing chuckled.

"Old...old man! You...you are such a naughty girl!" After saying that, he shook his head helplessly, but there was a deep smile in his eyes.

Don’t you like it this way? Han Xing curled her lips in her heart.

"Old man, tell me about magic, fighting spirit, monsters and professions!"

"Well, there are three types of people who can practice magic and fighting spirit. One is a person with high talent, one is a very hardworking person, and the other is a person who relies on spiritual medicine to practice. Magic has 8 attributes, namely: gold, wood, water, fire, ice, light, darkness, and space. There are 9 levels of magicians at each level, including primary magician, intermediate magician, senior magician, magician, magician, magician, magician, magic saint, magic sect, magic lord, magic emperor, and magic god; the same is true for fighting spirit, including primary warrior, intermediate warrior, senior warrior, warrior, martial artist, martial saint, martial sect, martial lord, martial emperor, and martial god. Among them, there are very few people who can practice magic. Those who cultivate both martial arts and martial arts are highly respected on our continent. Magical beasts are also divided into levels, each with nine ranks. After levels 9-1, there are Spiritual Beasts, Holy Beasts, Divine Beasts, Super Divine Beasts, Beast Lords, Beast Emperors, and Beast Gods. He paused and continued, "There are many professions on this continent, including weapon refiners, alchemists, beast tamers, and mercenaries. These, too, are divided into levels: beginner, intermediate, advanced, and ultimate. There are also many mercenary groups. Currently, the best mercenary group on the continent is the Rising Sun Mercenary Group. You'll learn about the others as you gain experience."

Han Xing digested it immediately after hearing it, and pretended to be a little adult and said, "It's really complicated! So what's your current level?"

"Little girl, you are so direct! I am not talented, but I am one of those few. I am currently at the 9th level of Demon Lord and the 3rd level of Martial Lord."

"Not bad! By the way, who was that boring guy you were talking about?"

"As for him! I accepted him as my disciple to repay his kindness. If it weren't for his good qualifications, I wouldn't have accepted him as my disciple. Just like you, if it weren't for your talent, I would have died countless times with your contempt for me." After saying this, he raised his head proudly.

"Ha! Just show off! You might even be secretly laughing at having such a good child!"

"You little bitch! You're the only one who can say that, hum..."

"Hehehe..."

It's very comfortable to get along with the old man. There's no need to pretend to be yourself or worry about this or that. This is why Han Xing indulges himself.

Time passed quickly. Chu Xiang'er had returned and it was time for Han Xing to go back.

"Old man, come to me every night from now on! Teach me how to practice magic and fighting spirit!" Han Xing said lightly.

"Haha! The girl is very ambitious! But I like it, haha! I have to say, I have a good vision!" Someone started to show off again.

"Old man, let me ask you a question. How old are you this year?" Han Xing asked innocently.

"Ah! You silly girl! Don't ask me my age, or I'll get angry with you! Humph..." The old man started to jump up and down. Haha, good, it turns out that the old man's Achilles' heel is his age! Haha!

Mo Qingyuan suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. He felt like someone was plotting against him. He glanced at the smirking little girl beside him, and a bad feeling welled up in his heart. She was just a little girl. He was a big shot after all, so why would he be afraid of her? Haha! Right? Maybe... maybe... um...