Chapter 23 Which Maiden Does Not Have Spring in Her Heart

  "Halt!"

  Just as things were going against their wishes, when the two parties passed each other by, Qiu Qianhua, who was standing on the opposite side of the street, caught sight of him with her sharp eyes and immediately led the crowd to push through the throngs of people and walk over.

  "Fat chance!"

  Li Chen cursed inwardly, his feet greased with oil, and he sprinted forward without hesitation.

  He ran away without a care, but Qiu Qianhua's eyes narrowed slightly, and she quickly came to her senses, unfolding her body technique to chase after him.

  In an instant, the entire street was in chaos, with people and horses toppling over, and cries of alarm and curses filling the air.

  Wow!

  The fluttering sleeves made a rustling sound, Li Chen was about to take his wandering steps to the extreme, weaving through the crowd, as if he had returned to the primeval forest.

  Jiao Qianhua and his fellow disciples, only a few could keep up with him, the rest were rushing about in the crowd, instantly annoying many martial artists.

  As a martial artist, which one doesn't have a temper? Although they are numerous and powerful, they are all young people who are not yet mature, with the highest being only at the eighth level of internal energy.

  Moreover, these scattered martial artists have some insight and see that they might be the children of a certain family, so they repeatedly tolerate them. At this time, being treated like this, how could they just let it go?

  At this moment, many scattered warriors surrounded them, and the contradictions between the two sides had reached a critical point, as they were often bullied by these family forces in their daily lives.

  "Hurry and chase him, he has treasure on his body!"

  Just as both sides were about to clash, Yang Rongfeng, who was chasing in front, suddenly let out a loud roar with a flick of his eyes.

  The crowd of martial artists who were about to take action all froze in unison, but then silently changed direction and chased after Li Chen, their eyes shooting out dazzling rays of light.

  For them, perhaps nothing is more tempting than treasure.

  "Bastard!"

  Lichi in Benz naturally heard this loud shout and scolded with anger, but did not dare to turn around to explain.

  Firstly, he had already witnessed the greed of these warriors; secondly, he indeed possessed a treasure, which was the Monkey Wine obtained from the Valley of Monkeys.

  The people in front were unaware of what was happening, and suddenly, Li Chen rushed past them. It wasn't until the people behind caught up that they realized what was going on, and then they joined in the chase as well.

  As far as the eye can see, the crowd on the entire street, with many warriors chasing after Li Chen gathering together, overturned stalls everywhere, and more ordinary people were trampled and injured.

  The sound of wailing filled his ears, and Li Chen's eyes blazed with fury, but he knew he couldn't stop now, or else he would be killed instantly.

  Even if these warriors finally discover it's a misunderstanding, no one will stand up for him, they can only blame his bad luck, this is the sorrow of the weak.

  At this moment, Li Chen's suppressed desire to become a strong man was reignited.

  Relying on his robust physique and six-layered cultivation, he continuously surpassed the warriors who tried to block him, with the city gate in sight just a dozen or so zhang away.

  Whoosh!

  A figure flashed by at an incredible speed, approaching in the blink of an eye with an unbelievable velocity, swooping down towards Li Chen like a giant peng spreading its wings.

  "Master!"

  Li Chen was greatly shocked, this speed can be said to be what he had rarely seen in his life, and before he could think more, he rolled forward on the ground.

  Splish-splash!

  The sound of tearing fabric rang out, and Li Chen only felt a sudden tightness in his shoulder blades, followed by a lightening of his body. The backpack hidden under his cloak had been forcibly pulled off.

  Knowing that the newcomer was not an opponent, Li Chen couldn't bear the scorching pain on his shoulder, and rolled and crawled, relying on his slender figure to dash into the crowd, with only a fleeting glance at the person out of the corner of his eye.

  Wearing a purple robe, with a slender figure and an age of only sixteen or seventeen, with a long sword at his waist, he was unmistakably dressed as an inner disciple of the Xuan Yun Sect.

  From the moment he made his move, Li Chen knew that the other party was not trying to snatch his backpack, but rather to take his life. Otherwise, with his speed, if he had dodged a little slower, under that force, what would have been caught would have been his neck.

  The straps of a backpack can be broken with just one grab, let alone a person's neck.

  That young man merely glanced at him with disdain, then beckoned to several fellow disciples of the Xuan Yun Sect who were wearing blue robes and were nearby, and they began to leisurely inspect Lei Chen's backpack.

  Those warriors who chased after them would naturally be able to recognize the attire of the Xuanyun Sect, which was renowned for miles around. More importantly, these few inner disciples were all at a cultivation level above the seventh layer, and were absolutely not easy to mess with.

  Although they wanted to get a share of the profits, no one dared to take the lead.

  "Hey, where's that little thief?"

  Qiu Qianhua panted and came forward, shouting tenderly.

  "Hehe, I am Zhang Chulung, an inner disciple of the Xuan Yun Sect. These are a few of my junior brothers, but I don't know what to call you, Junior Sister?"

  Zhang Chulang smiled and turned his backpack upside down with a flourish.

  Clattering down to the ground in fragments, most of them were demon cores containing mid-grade spiritual medicine.

  "Hmmph!"

  Qiu Qianhua snorted coldly and was about to erupt when she was stopped by someone.

  "I've long heard that the four major inner courts of the Xuan Yun Sect in the southeast, northwest, and other directions are filled with talented individuals as numerous as clouds. Is it possible that Young Master Zhang is the number one person in the Southern Court?"

  A sturdy young man with a face seemingly seventeen or eighteen years old bowed his head in greeting.

  "I'm not talented, I'm just one of the disciples in the Southern Institute, but this number one person in the Southern Institute is someone I don't dare to be!"

  Zhang Chulang waved his hand, although he was humble in words, but his face couldn't hide a hint of pride.

  "As expected, it's Brother Zhang. I'm Qián Zhēn, a young master of the Qián family from Sōngyáng City. This is my younger sister Qián Huá. My older brother Qián Yì is a disciple of the Xuán Yún Sect; I suppose you know him, Brother Zhang?"

  Qiu Qian's face was filled with a gentle smile.

  "Qiu Qianyi? The fifth-ranked elite disciple!"

  Zhang Chulang's pupils suddenly constricted, and he immediately went forward with great joy, "Haha, so you're all from the same family, what about you?"

  "Ah, half a month ago, my junior brother brought his sister to practice in Gu Cang Mountain, but they were ambushed and injured by scoundrels. The person who saw the situation was not good and escaped, it must be him!"

  Qiu Qianzheng sighed.

  "Hmph, what a bold thief! Unfortunately, I had mercy on him earlier and didn't take his life. If I had known this would happen, I would have captured him for sure and let Master Qiu deal with him!"

  Zhang Chulung's face sank, and his eyes gleamed with a cold light. He then smiled and looked at Qiu Qianhua with a gentle gaze.

  "Let's not talk about these unpleasant things anymore, come on, let's go find a place to have a drink!"

  Qiu Qianzheng waved his hand and enthusiastically grabbed Zhang Chulang, ready to leave.

  "Good! Hold on, Brother Qiu!"

  Zhang Chulang nodded, then turned around, picked up a bamboo tube on the ground, and pinched a black lacquer key. He bowed to everyone: "Everyone, I'm quite fond of the wine in this cup, so I'll take it for myself. As for the other things that belong to the villain, you all can chase after them and take them as compensation!"

  "Alright!"

  "Zhang Xiaoxia is unparalleled in chivalry and righteousness!"

  "Indeed worthy of being from a renowned and prestigious family!"

  Everyone cheered, these warriors were all blood-licking warriors with sharp eyesight, and they could see many things on the ground. Although there was no top-notch treasure, most of them were extremely useful to them.

  What's more important is that Zhang Chulang handled things with a high wrist, and didn't bully people at all. He had an extraordinary demeanor and won the praise of everyone.

  Zhang Chulang and Qiu Qianzheng walked away together, with Qiu Qianhua occasionally casting a gentle glance at him, her face flushing slightly, and her beautiful eyes sparkling with unusual colors.

  Which maiden does not cherish spring?

  This scene fell in the eyes of several fellow disciples who had been staring at her, and although they were reluctant to admit it, compared to Zhang Chuyue, who was chatting and laughing with ease, she was truly inferior by more than one level.

  Lian Nai Rongfeng felt ashamed of himself when facing someone who was about the same age as him, let alone others.