Chapter 89: What Should We Do?

These people truly went to great lengths, chasing all the way to the far southern lands.

Yet Chen Xiang was unconcerned. Not to mention that Li Qiner was cultivating in the Ice Cavern, protected by the array he had set up—no one at the Infant Transformation stage could enter easily. Now, having run into these pursuers right after coming out, there was no way he would let them continue their search.

“Hmm, should I help Qiner? Or should I help Qiner? Well, I suppose I should help Qiner after all!” Chen Xiang mused, stroking his chin.

When the group learned that this man had seen Li Qiner and her companion, each showed varying degrees of interest. The four Nascent Soul cultivators looked to the cold and beautiful woman, awaiting her direction.

For once, the icy beauty allowed a hint of a smile. “Fellow cultivator, do you know where the two of them went? If you help us find my young lady, I will reward you generously in return.”

“Alright, do you accept payment in kind?” Chen Xiang asked seriously, lifting his head.

“What did you say?” Frost seemed to gather on the woman’s features as her icy gaze locked on Chen Xiang.

She considered herself in an exceptionally good mood today, but this man’s repeated teasing was wearing her patience thin.

The four guards also glared at Chen Xiang with hostility.

Within the Li family, Li Hanwei had always kept people at a distance, the very image of an ice-cold beauty, and no one had ever dared speak to her so brazenly.

“Alright, a ‘PY’ deal is also fine,” Chen Xiang added, as if he hadn’t heard her question.

The five of them exchanged glances, not understanding what a ‘PY deal’ was, but the expression on Chen Xiang’s face made it clear it was nothing good.

Li Hanwei’s face was cold as she decided not to pursue the matter. “If you don’t wish to talk, we won’t force you. Farewell.”

Though she dearly wanted to slap the man before her, she restrained herself. They weren’t here to create trouble—finding her young lady was the priority. Best to pretend they’d never met him.

Besides, recklessly wasting spiritual power in these southern extremes was not wise.

As the icy beauty turned to leave, Chen Xiang didn’t stop her but spoke calmly: “Don’t misunderstand, but if you’re so desperate to find Qiner, does that mean the Li family patriarch is so eager to see her dead?”

Li Hanwei halted, and the four others instantly closed in, surrounding Chen Xiang.

“Who are you? How do you know our young lady’s name? And how do you know we’re from the Li family?” Li Hanwei demanded warily.

Chen Xiang gave a dashing smile. He’d never taken these people seriously, but he was always willing to explain things to a beautiful woman.

“Heh, the man by Qiner’s side you mentioned—that’s me!”

Li Hanwei shook her head. “No, you’re not. The one with my lady was said to be at the third level of the Core Formation stage, while you are at the third level of Nascent Soul. Who are you really?”

“Sigh. I never thought that when I tell a lie, people believe me without question, but when I tell the truth, no one does,” Chen Xiang said, gazing skyward.

“No matter. I didn’t expect you to believe me. Since you’re from the Li family, let me send you back,” he continued.

With that, he disappeared in a flash of lightning, Three Thousand Thunders crackling at his feet. In the next instant, he appeared behind one of the Nascent Soul level two guards, his Coiling Dragon Staff gleaming as he struck the guard squarely on the head.

A moment later, he vanished again, reappearing behind the second guard and striking his face before the man could react.

“Behind you!” one of the Nascent Soul level three guards shouted in alarm.

But Chen Xiang was too fast. The four guards stood close together, and it all happened in the blink of an eye. With two muffled thuds, all four guards fell to the ground without exception.

Chen Xiang hadn’t killed them—just knocked them out. Such a small task was effortless for him.

Though his cultivation was at the third level of Nascent Soul, his body had been strengthened many times over. With the Chaos Technique, the spiritual power in his body rivaled that of a seventh-level Nascent Soul cultivator. In other words, without resorting to any tricks, he could go head-to-head with a Nascent Soul level seven expert!

Li Hanwei hadn’t even realized her four companions had fallen before her heart tightened in shock.

“This man is so fast—I can’t even keep up!”

Chen Xiang appeared before her, flashing a smile so fake it was almost comical.

He treated beauties with special care and hadn’t knocked her out directly.

“Who… who are you?” Li Hanwei forced down her inner shock, her face cold as ever.

This man was only at the third Nascent Soul level, yet he had subdued four equally strong cultivators in an instant. He was clearly extraordinary! And that was with him holding back—if he’d wanted to kill them, it would have been even faster.

“I told you, I’m the one by Qiner’s side,” Chen Xiang replied.

Li Hanwei’s face was expressionless as she glanced at him, the words “I don’t believe you” written clearly in her eyes.

Chen Xiang didn’t care whether she believed him. Without hesitation, he stretched out his salty hand toward her chest.

“What are you doing?” Li Hanwei gasped in shock at his shamelessness and immediately began forming a hand seal to resist.

Her signature technique, Cloud Jade Palm, was already prepared, and she struck out fiercely at Chen Xiang.

But Chen Xiang simply chuckled and disappeared, reappearing behind the icy beauty. His hands moved swiftly, tapping her acupoints and dantian.

With a cough of blood, Li Hanwei collapsed, weakened but conscious—her spiritual power completely sealed.

Chen Xiang had only sealed her meridians and dantian, preventing her from using her cultivation, making things more convenient for him… Heh heh.

Though her strength had been sealed, Li Hanwei’s shock only deepened. Who was this man? He had subdued them so easily. Her own power was enough to rival a typical Nascent Soul level ten, yet she’d been utterly helpless before him!

“Heh heh, little beauty, what shall we do next?” Chen Xiang crouched down to meet her gaze, his tone gentle.

Li Hanwei remained calm, glancing at him with a trace of disdain.

That look—was she belittling him? How could he allow that? Clearly, he had to show her what he was capable of! Chen Xiang thought wickedly.

“So cold…” But after just a few seconds, the woman managed to squeeze out a single word.

At a glance, Chen Xiang understood. With her spiritual power sealed, she couldn’t resist the biting cold, and her thin dress offered no protection.

His eyes brightened as he approached her with a mischievous grin.

“To be continued…”