Gu Chenfeng turned back and looked at Hu Yue’er, who wore a goose-yellow, belted dress and held a longsword, her features lovely and delicate. A trace of surprise crossed his face.
Seeing Gu Chenfeng in danger, she had ultimately stepped in to help.
Although she did not have a favorable impression of Gu Chenfeng, her kind nature had still led her to intervene.
Gu Chenfeng's gaze flickered, and he could not help looking her up and down again.
"Watch those eyes of yours. Believe it or not, I'll throw you back into the formation!"
Hu Yue’er immediately showed signs of losing her temper again.
But just then, not far from them, a Golden Ring Sect expert gathering spirit herbs suddenly cried out.
"Fellow cultivators, please lend me a hand!"
Of the four Golden Ring Sect elders, he was the only early-stage Grandmaster Realm warrior, with a two-star Source Manifestation Realm cultivation.
While picking a spirit herb wreathed in green light, he had been surrounded by hundreds upon thousands of vines. His arm and weapon had become entangled through a moment's carelessness, greatly reducing his fighting strength.
The other vines seized the chance to swarm him, covering most of his body and threatening to engulf him completely.
He finally looked panicked and called to Hu Yue’er and Gu Chenfeng nearby for help.
Gu Chenfeng stared at him. An azure gleam flashed in his eyes, but he remained where he stood.
Seeing the man in danger and hearing his plea for help, Hu Yue’er had no time to think further.
She became a streak of escape light and swiftly reached the Golden Ring Sect elder.
Seeing Hu Yue’er approach, the Golden Ring Sect elder, who looked like a middle-aged man, showed delighted gratitude.
"Thank you for helping, fellow cultivator. Please cut through