12: Hunting Team News

Jiang Hanxi placed the bowl back on the table, walked back to where she had been sleeping, and sat down cross-legged again.

After a short while, she spoke again, “I know where a group of people are trapped, but I don’t know if it’s the hunting team you’re looking for.”

After a while, still hearing no sound from Wang Feng, Jiang Hanxi decided not to mention the matter again, as it was his own lack of fate.

“Really!?”

Just as Jiang Hanxi was about to fall asleep, a surprised voice came from between her ears.

This made a slight anger rise in her heart.

She was almost asleep, but this man’s words woke her up again.

“Really, but let’s talk about this tomorrow.”

Jiang Hanxi closed her eyes and bit her teeth, her tone mostly unfriendly.

This made Wang Feng’s heart tremble with fear, and he dared not speak again.

If she didn’t have the protective magic treasure and that Cold Sword on her, it would be great; then Wang Feng wouldn’t be afraid of her.

He would directly flick her head to kill her or deal with her on the spot.

As Wang Feng indulged in his beautiful fantasies, he also fell deeply into the abyss of sleep.

Halfway through his sleep, his body even twitched.

The room was very quiet, with occasional chirping of insects coming from outside.

The night passed without a word…

The next day, Wang Feng first went to Zhang Si’s house to see how he was doing.

After being greeted by Li Mei, whose state had turned to joy, Wang Feng was ushered in.

Wang Feng then saw the little girl holding a bowl and feeding Zhang Si, and although Zhang Si was still weak, he was at least awake.

Seeing a guest enter, and one he hadn’t seen before, Zhang Si cast a questioning look at Li Mei.

“This is our benefactor; he’s the one who saved you!”

Li Mei quickly explained, and upon hearing this, Zhang Si told the little girl to move aside, intending to get up and bow in gratitude to Wang Feng.

“You’re not well, so don’t move.”

Wang Feng stepped forward and raised his hand to gently push him back down, and Zhang Si had no choice but to give up.

He knew his own body; he would probably collapse as soon as he stood up.

“Thank you, benefactor. Our whole family will never forget this kindness. If you need any help, please just say so.”

Zhang Si thanked him while leaning back on the bed, and Wang Feng waved his hand and said, “Today I came to ask you about your hunting team.”

Zhang Si’s eyes welled up with tears when he thought of his brothers, “They’re probably already dead.”

“Tsk!”

Wang Feng slapped his forehead and sighed helplessly. Why did they all think the hunting team was dead?

“Just tell me the information.”

Wang Feng was too lazy to exchange pleasantries and went straight to the point.

When Wang Feng came out of the house, his expression was relaxed.

The next step was how to trick Jiang Hanxi… ah no, how to call Jiang Hanxi over to accompany him.

Zhang Si had made marks, which was also the reason for Wang Feng’s relaxed demeanor; with marks, finding people would be much simpler.

Wang Feng returned to his room and found that Jiang Hanxi was already gone.

Wang Feng hurriedly went to the willow tree in the center of the village.

After asking the willow tree, it extended its branches and pointed in a direction, which was towards the east side of the village.

Wang Feng was also planning to go east to look for the marks, so he might as well look for Jiang Hanxi along the way. Wang Feng wasn’t afraid of not finding her; with their fate.

It was estimated that ninety-nine percent of all fate in the entire Cultivation World resided between the two of them.

And it was a fated rivalry, a nine-life fated rivalry, where he would accurately encounter her in every life.

Wang Feng ran for a distance, and after searching for about an hour, he finally found Jiang Hanxi. How far did this person run?

Standing at a distance, he watched Jiang Hanxi cautiously observing a demonic beast that resembled both a horse and a sheep, and vice versa.

The horse-sheep, with a sheep’s head and a horse’s body, suddenly lowered its head and charged towards Jiang Hanxi.

Jiang Hanxi was not to be outdone; she held the Cold Sword with one hand and flew backward, then with a flash, she moved to the side of the horse-sheep and slashed down.

With this sword, Jiang Hanxi dared not release cold energy, otherwise, it would surely freeze the horse-sheep’s flesh solid.

Then thawing it would be another troublesome matter.

The horse-sheep was instantly decapitated by a single sword, even though Jiang Hanxi did not deliberately release the cold energy of the Cold Sword.

However, a layer of frost still formed at the cut.

“Wow~, Fairy Sister is amazing!”

Wang Feng clapped his hands and suddenly praised her from the side.

Jiang Hanxi instantly became alert and looked towards the source of the sound.

Upon seeing it was Wang Feng, Jiang Hanxi relaxed some of her vigilance, while also wondering why he was here.

“Why did you come here?”

Jiang Hanxi put the horse-sheep’s head and body into her Divine Sea Space and walked towards Wang Feng, asking the question in her heart.

“I came to look for our village’s hunting team. I’ve already learned from Zhang Si that I just need to find the marks he made.”

Wang Feng looked at Jiang Hanxi, who was holding the Cold Sword in front of him, and silently moved a little further away, not expecting this action to be noticed by Jiang Hanxi.

“Are you afraid of me?”

As soon as Jiang Hanxi finished speaking, the Cold Sword began to tremble, as if guiding Jiang Hanxi to assassinate Wang Feng.

Wang Feng quickly widened the distance between himself and Jiang Hanxi a little more and said, “I’m afraid of your sword; it seems like it wants to cut me.”

Jiang Hanxi looked at the trembling Cold Sword in her hand, also feeling at a loss.

What was wrong with the Cold Sword? Could it have some connection with this man?

However, most of the Cold Sword’s sword spirit’s divine sense was sealed, so it couldn’t convey simple words to her.

Only when Jiang Hanxi’s cultivation improved later would the seal automatically be lifted.

Otherwise, if this Imperial Artifact were taken out without deliberate suppression, it could instantly level this Southern Forest.

Seeing the Cold Sword still trembling madly, Jiang Hanxi simply put it away.

She somewhat approved of the man’s character in front of her; it must be that he had inadvertently offended the Cold Sword in some way.

Wang Feng’s first thought after seeing her put away the Cold Sword was whether to knock her out in that instant.

He shook off that unrealistic idea in his mind; after all, knocking her out wouldn’t do any good.

“Fairy Sister, can you come with me to find the hunting team?”

Wang Feng stood not far away, looking at Jiang Hanxi, who was not far from him, and frowned.

“No.”

Jiang Hanxi refused. The life and death of that group of people had nothing to do with her; why would she waste time looking for them?

Now she had reached the Body Tempering Ninth Layer; the main thing was to break through to the Gathering Spirit Realm first.

Only after breaking through to the Gathering Spirit Realm could one truly be considered to have stepped into the threshold of a cultivator.

The Body Tempering Realm was only to allow the physical body to adapt to spiritual energy.

This was a major stage; otherwise, the system wouldn’t have set the task reward as a realm breakthrough.

Some people could never break through to the Gathering Spirit Realm in their entire lives, which also meant that they were never truly cultivators.

However, Wang Feng and Jiang Hanxi, who possessed Imperial-grade cultivation techniques, could definitely break through, but normal cultivation would be time-consuming, so Wang Feng still decided that relying on system rewards would be faster.

At least he wouldn’t have to cultivate at all these days; he just needed to find the hunting team.

Of course, it would be even better if he could save them. The villagers were very simple, and he was still very willing to help.