Unfortunately, Duan Menglu quickly dismissed the idea that the Medicine King was Lin Feng’s true identity.

The famous Medicine King had only risen to prominence recently.

Meanwhile, the man before her possessed knowledge and abilities that seemed to transcend even the Divine Tribulation Realm.

His understanding of the Dao was so profound that merely listening to him for a short while had benefited her greatly in terms of pill making.

No.

A newly famous Medicine King could not possibly be the whole story.

Duan Menglu’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at Lin Feng.

A mysterious smile appeared on her face.

"Just who are you, Senior Lin Feng?"

For the first time in many thousands of years, genuine curiosity appeared within her heart.

The group left the restaurant and continued exploring the city for several more hours.

With Lin Feng accompanying them, the women seemed to be in exceptionally high spirits.

They wandered through bustling streets, visited luxurious shops, sampled various delicacies, and purchased countless items that caught their interest.

Naturally, none of them lacked wealth with Lin Feng around.

Lin Feng’s pockets were a bottomless abyss of wealth. Even so, shopping itself was never the true purpose.

What they truly enjoyed was spending time together.

Every smile from Lin Feng and every casual conversation with him was enough to brighten their day.

As the sun began to descend toward the horizon, the group finally decided to return to Clear Moon City.

Everyone boarded the flying boat once more.

The vessel rose gracefully into the sky, leaving behind streaks of light as it cut through the clouds.

Duan Menglu quietly stood near the edge of the deck, observing her surroundings.

Although she had joined the group, many mysteries still surrounded Lin Feng.

She intended to learn as much as possible. Soon enough, Lin Feng made his move.

Just as he had done earlier, he casually raised a hand. The movement appeared simple and effortless.

Yet the moment his hand moved, heaven and earth seemed to respond.

Space twisted. Time fluctuated. An indescribable pressure spread across the surrounding region.

The next moment, a gigantic gateway appeared in the sky.

The gate towered between heaven and earth like the entrance to another world.

Ancient runes flowed across its surface while endless streams of spatial energy surged around it.

Merely looking at it made one’s soul tremble. The flying boat moved forward and entered the gateway.

The moment it passed through, Duan Menglu felt reality itself become distorted.

Space folded. Distance lost all meaning. Countless stars seemed to flash before her eyes.

Then...

Everything returned to normal.

The entire process had taken less than a single breath.

Yet when Duan Menglu looked around, she discovered that the scenery had completely changed.

The familiar outline of Clear Moon City appeared before them.

They had returned. Instantly. One moment they had been in a distant city.

The next moment they had arrived at their destination. Duan Menglu’s beautiful eyes widened slightly.

"What exactly was that gateway?"

The question echoed within her mind.

As a Divine Tribulation Realm cultivator who had lived for over a million years, she had witnessed countless techniques and treasures.

She had seen supreme experts tear open space.

She had seen ancient formations capable of transporting armies across vast distances.

She had even personally traveled through some of the most sophisticated teleportation arrays in existence.

Yet none of them resembled what Lin Feng had just displayed.

This was not simple spatial travel. Nor was it an ordinary teleportation technique.

It felt as though the distance itself had been erased from existence.

As if two separate locations had been forcibly connected together.

The more she thought about it, the more unfathomable it became.

No answer came to her.

Even after searching through her vast memories, she could not find a single technique that matched what she had witnessed.

Soon afterward, another change occurred. The faces of Lin Feng and his women began to shift.

Like ripples spreading across calm water, their appearances transformed.

The disguises they had worn throughout the trip disappeared.

The veil concealing their true appearances had finally been lifted.

Duan Menglu remained calm. Unlike the others, she was not particularly surprised.

During her earlier investigation, she had already discovered information regarding Lin Feng’s true appearance.

The handsome face that appeared before her now perfectly matched the records she had obtained.

Even so, seeing it personally was different from viewing an image in a jade slip.

His appearance was truly extraordinary. Every feature seemed flawless.

His bearing was elegant and detached, carrying an indescribable sense of nobility that made him stand out no matter where he stood.

Even someone as old and experienced as Duan Menglu could understand why so many women were attracted to him.

Her gaze then shifted toward the other women. Each possessed her own unique charm.

Some were gentle. Some were elegant. Some were seductive.

Others carried a peak aura that seemed beyond mortal reach.

Any one of them would be considered a peerless beauty capable of causing countless cultivators to lose their minds.

Yet despite their differences, they all shared one thing in common.

Their eyes were filled with affection whenever they looked at Lin Feng.

Duan Menglu silently observed them. A faint sense of pride emerged within her heart.

Among all the women present, her cultivation was undoubtedly the highest.

She was a genuine Divine Tribulation Realm expert who had survived for over a million years.

In terms of pure strength, none of the others could compare to her.

If strength alone were considered, she was undoubtedly the strongest woman standing beside Lin Feng.

Of course, she quickly suppressed such thoughts.

After witnessing Lin Feng’s abilities, she knew better than to become arrogant.

The women around him had likely not reached their current positions through luck alone.

Furthermore, if Lin Feng truly wished it, raising someone’s cultivation would probably be as easy as turning over his hand.

Still, as she stood among the group, Duan Menglu could not help but feel a small sense of satisfaction.

Regardless of the reason, she had become one of the women fortunate enough to stand at Lin Feng’s side.

And for an existence as mysterious and unfathomable as him, that alone was a blessing countless female cultivators throughout the heavens would envy.

"Now all I need is to survive the night," Duan Menglu mused, having a strong premonition of what lay in store for her and Lin Feng.