They could treat it as looking after a senior at the Deity Transformation Stage.
Pei Ling added idly, "Forget the Formation. It would interfere with Daoist Feng's senses. And you'd best move farther away. If the Enchanting Demon senses you, she probably won't appear."
The best approach was to leave Feng Changdong here alone, let him summon the Enchanting Demon himself, and speak with her himself.
Everyone else should go as far away as possible.
A young man from the Feng Family who often accompanied Feng Changdong and had grown familiar with the others saw Pei Ling standing there with an arm around Qiao Ranran, showing no sign of moving. He couldn't help asking, "What about you, Daoist Pei?"
Everyone else was leaving, but Pei Ling was staying? They were supposed to leave the Young Master of the Feng Family alone with him? Forgive the young man, but Pei Ling's higher cultivation did not reassure him. It only made him more worried.
"I have my ways, of course."
Pei Ling took a few steps back with his arm around Qiao Ranran and formed a hand seal. Light flashed, and the two vanished before everyone's eyes.
Everyone: ...
No matter how hard they looked or probed with their Divine Sense, they could find no trace of Pei Ling. Qiao Ranran had disappeared just as completely.
Was this what a gap in strength looked like? Was the difference between the Deity Transformation Stage and the Nascent Soul Stage really so vast?
After exchanging glances, everyone chose to trust Pei Ling. They gauged their own abilities and moved as far from Feng Changdong as they could while still being able to rush back at the first sign of trouble. At the very least, they had to keep him within range of their Divine