The woman looked at Chu Xingchen with wavering suspicion. His aura was steady and difficult to read.
One look told her he was a dangerously troublesome customer.
She most likely could not beat him, but she was not truly at a dead end.
After all, wasn't this Golden Core brat before her a card she could play?
The woman pointed her Wooden Sword at Li Xingtian, her face cold as frost.
"If you don't want him to die..."
Before she could finish, a transparent, pure-white square object was already right before her eyes.
Behind it were Chu Xingchen's cold, indifferent eyes.
Boom!
The woman's face took flight first, petals dancing around her, and then her face hit the ground first as well.
Chu Xingchen casually held [Myriad Forms]. He had to admit, even its basic brick form felt quite good when slapped into someone's face.
He looked at Li Xingtian beside him, whose expression was tangled with grief.
"Master..." Li Xingtian raised his head to look at his master.
Chu Xingchen chuckled and raised an eyebrow slightly, his tone teasing.
"Oh, little Xingtian's such a noob. Need Master to bail you out?"
Li Xingtian's face instantly flushed red at those words. It was hard to say whether the pill's effects had gone to his head or his master's words had.
It was a new term, but paired with that tone, anyone who wasn't an idiot could get the general meaning.
Chu Xingchen reached out and stroked Li Xingtian's head. His blood qi had yet to subside.
Petals rose into the air and swiftly gathered toward the woman. Even the petals surrounding the other Heavenly Derivation Sect members were recalled.
Wang Lin's gaze instantly locked onto Li Xingtian. Of everyone present, Li Xingtian had the lowest cultivation, yet he was also