Suddenly, Mu Ziwei smiled.
Though her appearance seemed plainer next to Linghu Yueyue, her smile was still sweet—not only sweet but brimming with confidence.
“It seems the young master doesn’t need my help. In that case, I’ll take my leave.” With that, Mu Ziwei walked forward.
Seeing her abandon the idea of helping Chu Feng, those following her breathed a sigh of relief. But as they passed Chu Feng, they couldn’t help stealing another glance at him.
They must have been wondering: what kind of charm did this guy have?
They could somewhat understand Mu Ziwei’s willingness to help, given her kind and helpful nature.
But Linghu Yueyue and Linghu An’an also offering aid? That was beyond their comprehension.
No matter how you looked at it, Linghu Yueyue didn’t seem like someone who’d meddle in others’ affairs.
“Sir, what’s wrong?”
At that moment, Linghu Yueyue and Linghu An’an approached Chu Feng, their attitudes full of concern. Especially Linghu An’an, who kept addressing him as “Sir,” which baffled the bald man and others even more.
What was going on? Could this guy actually have an extraordinary background?
Impossible. No matter how they looked at him, he didn’t seem like a distinguished figure. These two girls must have known him before and were likely deceived by him. Yes, definitely deceived.
Thinking this, someone shouted at Linghu Yueyue and Linghu An’an, “You two ladies, have you been tricked by this guy? Don’t trust him!”
“Shut up! What do you know?”
Linghu An’an roared back.
She wasn’t just putting on an act—she was genuinely angry.
“No need to mind them,” Chu Feng said with a smile.
At his words, Linghu An’an quickly softened her expression, looking obedient and charming.
“Sir, why were you asking for help here? Were you deliberately testing them?”
Linghu An’an asked again.
She couldn’t understand why someone as formidable as Chu Feng would seek assistance here.
The only explanation she could think of was that Chu Feng was doing it for fun, testing passersby.
Chu Feng felt a bit helpless at her guess.
He couldn’t exactly say that the two forces in his dantian were clashing, causing his cultivation to wane whenever they fought, could he?
So, he shook his head and said, “I’m fine. Let’s talk on the way.”
After standing, Chu Feng looked at Linghu Yueyue, “Miss Linghu, could you bring my friend along?”
The friend he referred to was, of course, Pang Bo.
When Chu Feng was alone and helpless, Pang Bo had aided him. Now, Chu Feng wouldn’t abandon him.
“Everything as you command, Sir,” Linghu Yueyue replied.
Her words left Pang Bo wide-eyed.
Earlier, only Linghu An’an had been polite, but now Linghu Yueyue was too?
Pang Bo looked at Chu Feng with curiosity, eager to know his true identity.
Suddenly, Pang Bo’s expression changed, and he turned to Linghu Yueyue.
“Wow, Miss, you’re incredible.”
“Under your pressure, that oppression vanished completely.”
Pang Bo looked at Linghu Yueyue with awe.
But her response surprised him. “What do you mean, young master? I haven’t released any pressure yet.”
“What? You didn’t release pressure?”
Pang Bo was stunned.
At that moment, Chu Feng noticed that the bald man and others, previously sitting on the ground, were now standing.
The people who had struggled under the oppression now seemed at ease.
“It seems the oppression vanished on its own,” Chu Feng said.
“What?” Everyone was shocked.
Swish, swish, swish—
In the next moment, everyone except Chu Feng’s group of four vanished.
They all rushed at top speed toward the spiritual spring.
“Sir, let’s go too,” Linghu Yueyue said.
“Wait a moment.”
Chu Feng raised a hand.
“Sir, what’s wrong?” Linghu Yueyue asked.
“No rush. Let’s walk slowly,” Chu Feng replied.
“Alright.” Linghu Yueyue and Linghu An’an nodded. They held Chu Feng in high regard and wouldn’t defy him.
“Brother Xiuluo, my father’s waiting for me, so I won’t join you. I’ll head off first,” Pang Bo said.
“Brother Pang, hold on.”
Chu Feng reached into his cosmos sack, pulled out an immortal weapon, and handed it to Pang Bo.
“Brother Xiuluo, you…”
Pang Bo was surprised. The weapon Chu Feng offered was of exceptional quality, the finest of its kind.
Even Pang Bo was tempted.
“Take it. It’s a token of my gratitude.”
Chu Feng pressed the weapon into Pang Bo’s hands.
“This weapon is indeed useful to me. Brother Xiuluo, I won’t stand on ceremony then.” After accepting it, Pang Bo patted Chu Feng with a smile, “No wonder even these two remarkable ladies call you ‘Sir.’ You’re truly extraordinary, Brother Xiuluo. We need to have a good chat later.”
“Sure, let’s talk later. Go find your father first.”
“Oh, and don’t enter the lake rashly if safety isn’t assured,” Chu Feng added.
“Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.”
With that, Pang Bo turned and left.
Soon, people began rushing past Chu Feng’s group.
Realizing the oppressive force was gone, they could move at full speed, racing toward the spiritual spring to seize the advantage.
Chu Feng, however, moved slowly.
When the oppression lifted, so did the restriction on his spiritual power.
Now, his sensory abilities were restored, and he could use his Heaven’s Eye.
Under his Heaven’s Eye, the once-ordinary air revealed special gases.
These gases followed specific trajectories, which Chu Feng suspected might be clues. Thus, he walked slowly to observe them.
Though he didn’t know what these clues signified, he felt they could be useful.
As he walked, Chu Feng chatted with Linghu Yueyue.
He learned they weren’t here for the spiritual spring but were tasked by their master.
Their master had stored an item in the palace at the spiritual spring.
Hearing of a crack in the spring’s location, their master, still recovering physically, entrusted Linghu Yueyue and Linghu An’an to retrieve it.
Along the way, Chu Feng gained some insights and quickened his pace.
But they had arrived late.
By the time they reached the site, it was already crowded.
And a drastic change had occurred.
