Li Wuxun

"You simply haven't seen enough."

Lin Tianci laughed.

When it came to looks and beauty, he and Xuanyuan Hao had both seen what Jin Xiaoya and Ye Xinran looked like.

Though Ye Xinran was young, her features were exquisitely beautiful, as though carved from pink jade—lively and adorable without losing any grace.

Mm, she was still great when she kept quiet.

As for Jin Xiaoya, there was no need to even mention her.

She was utterly a beauty who had stepped straight out of a painting, like a fairy descending to earth.

"I haven't seen enough? Forget it, I can't be bothered arguing with you. This young master has seen plenty of beauties. Do you want to give it a try?"

The Daoist Robe Youth did not want to say more on the matter and asked with a cheerful grin.

"What would we go for? We don't have Pure Yang Physiques."

Xuanyuan Hao shook his head.

"Exactly, and there's no need," Lin Tianci echoed.

There was simply no need at all.

Besides, even if they possessed compatible physiques, so what?

Given their status, would they really become sons-in-law to the city lord of some tiny Tianfeng City?

Although Mo Lianbing was indeed quite exceptional.

But so what? There were countless beauties in this world. Strength was the true kingly path.

"Fine, then."

The Daoist Robe Youth seemed to have anticipated that answer from the two of them and did not react much.

Though everyone else in this setting wanted to give it a try, making the two of them seem out of place, the Daoist Robe Youth could tell that Ye Xinran and the others were far from ordinary.

Perhaps Mo Lianbing truly did not catch their eye.

"By the way, do you know how strong someone has to be to strip away a physique without causing any harm?"

Just then, Ye Xinran suddenly looked at the Daoist Robe Youth and asked.

In Ye Xinran's eyes, the Daoist Robe Youth should know quite a lot.

"At least the Great Sage Realm, I think," the Daoist Robe Youth answered somewhat uncertainly.

He did not have a definite answer to that question either.

To be precise, he had never seen anyone do such a thing.

Naturally, he could not be too sure.

"The Great Sage Realm?"

Ye Xinran murmured softly, seemingly pondering something.

During the time they had been talking, quite a few people had already tried exchanging moves with Mo Lianbing.

Yet without exception, not a single one could withstand her cold aura.

Had they held out any longer, they might have been injured by the cold aura.

One after another, they slunk away in defeat.

There were no lack of people among them with Pure Yang Physiques, yet they were utterly incomparable to the Heavenly Cold Physique.

"Is it really this hard to find..."

Watching challenger after challenger fail to withstand her cold aura, Mo Lianbing's eyes dimmed slightly, her expression sinking.

Yet at this moment, her heart also relaxed somewhat, as though a trace of contradiction lingered within it.

The surrounding crowd erupted into discussion, clearly shaken by the earlier battles.

"No way, even Li Lianhai couldn't last three moves? He's the young city lord of neighboring Yuan City.

He's only nineteen and already in the Half-Step Heavenly Spirit Realm. Yet even someone in the same realm can't last three moves?"

"Forget Li Lianhai. Xu Chenyang, the young city lord of our Xuri City, is already in the Heavenly Spirit Realm, and didn't he only last five moves?"

At this point, no one else stepped forward to challenge her.

There were many cultivators present, but after watching the earlier battles, they all knew their own limits.

There was simply no chance of winning.

It could only be said that Mo Lianbing was too powerful. She already ranked among the foremost batch of heavenly prodigies.

Seeing that no one in the crowd stepped forward anymore, Mo Lianbing's face filled with disappointment, followed by a bitter smile.

"Perhaps this is simply my fate."

After that sigh, Mo Lianbing turned to leave.

"Wait."

Just then, an abrupt voice rang out.

Mo Lianbing halted and turned to look.

A Daoist Robe Youth stepped out from the crowd.

"Do you wish to challenge me?"

Though someone had stepped forward, Mo Lianbing did not hold much hope.

She had suffered too many disappointments already and did not want to endure any more blows.

"No, but I can tell you about someone. His physique might be able to help you."

The Daoist Robe Youth spoke with a smile.

"Oh?" A glimmer of light flashed instinctively through Mo Lianbing's eyes, only to dim again moments later.

"Who are you? And how do you know that person you mentioned will definitely be able to help?"

"My name is Li Wuxun. As for the person I mentioned, he is my Brother.

"From your earlier battles, I could already sense the extent of your physique.

"So I can be certain that he can help you."

After speaking, the Daoist Robe Youth released his aura.

"Heavenly Spirit Realm, sixth level."

Among the crowd, Jin Xiaoya and the others instantly discerned the Daoist Robe Youth's cultivation.

Clearly, the Daoist Robe Youth possessed a treasure that concealed his aura, which was why they had failed to see through his cultivation before.

Sensing that powerful aura, Mo Lianbing's pupils contracted slightly.

She had a feeling that she was absolutely no match for this youth.

At that moment, Mo Lianbing's trust in the Daoist Robe Youth's words deepened by several degrees.

Perhaps he is telling the truth.

With that thought, Mo Lianbing looked toward the Middle-aged Man in the air behind her.

He was a man clad in black brocade robes, with resolute features and a steady aura.

This man was Mo Lianbing's father, the Tianfeng City Lord, Mo Chengfeng.

Seeing Mo Lianbing looking at him, Mo Chengfeng turned to the Daoist Robe Youth and said, "Please, Young Master, come into the mansion so we may speak."

Hearing this, Li Wuxun cupped his hands in salute toward Mo Chengfeng.

He then prepared to head for the City Lord's Mansion.

"Wait!"

Just then, a little girl's voice suddenly rang out.

Mo Chengfeng, Mo Lianbing, and Li Wuxun were all taken aback.

Turning back, they saw a veiled girl in a white dress running out from the crowd.

Two men and a woman followed behind her.

"Wait, we came with him."

After speaking, Ye Xinran winked at Li Wuxun.

Seeing this, Mo Chengfeng cast Li Wuxun an inquiring look.

"That's right. We did come together."

Li Wuxun replied.

He was not lying either. They had indeed come to the City Lord's Mansion together.

"Then come into the mansion together."

Mo Chengfeng nodded.

City Lord's Mansion, main hall.

Since this concerned Mo Lianbing's life-and-death matter, Mo Chengfeng received Li Wuxun, Ye Xinran, and the others with considerable courtesy.

"Young Master Li, you said earlier that someone could save Bing'er. Could you explain in detail?"

Mo Chengfeng asked Li Wuxun with a tense expression.

"To seek my Brother's help, we first need to make a trip to the Southern Domain. He is trapped there."

Li Wuxun told him truthfully.

Upon hearing this, Mo Lianbing and Mo Chengfeng's expressions changed slightly.

"You wish to borrow our hands to save your Brother?"

Mo Chengfeng spoke bluntly, a dignified and imposing aura surging from him.

"More precisely, it's a win-win cooperation. After all, I wasn't lying—given my Brother's constitution, he can absolutely save Miss Mo."

Li Wuxun still wore a smile as he spoke calmly.

After hearing Li Wuxun's words, Mo Chengfeng steadied his breathing as well.

"What do you need us to do?"

"There is a clan in the Southern Domain known as the Sea Clan. Their strongest member has already reached the Saint Realm.

But within the sea, their combat strength cannot be judged by ordinary realms."

The moment Li Wuxun said this, Mo Chengfeng's heart jolted.

A Saint Realm was not someone he could handle.

But just then, Li Wuxun continued:

"The situation isn't that dire. My Brother is merely trapped in one of the Sea Clan's secret realms.

If we can enter their secret realm without fighting, things will naturally go much more smoothly."