Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao

Despite saying this, Chen Xiang's heart didn't actually hold much confidence. Ever since his arrival in Quanzhou, he was indebted to Cui Heming for saving his life, and the Cui family had truly put forth all their efforts.

As the most powerful family in Quanzhou, when the Cui family took action, the energy they exerted was immense. Every street and alley, every peddler and porter was included in their search, yet no one had heard any news of Huaguo Mountain.

Consequently, Chen Xiang had been downcast in recent days. It was hard enough to find the target, but without being able to confirm the direction, all of this made Chen Xiang feel a deep sense of frustration.

Just then, a servant hurried in and whispered urgently into Cui Heming's ear, causing the young master's face to change dramatically, his eyes blazing with a terrifying light that frightened the nearby servant into going weak at the knees.

As someone who had faced death and traveled thousands of miles, Cui Heming grew up very quickly. Under his parents' arrangement, he began to gradually take over the family business. Just as the saying goes, "One's habits change with one's environment, one's body adapts to its nurturing." After this period of growth, Cui Heming started to exude the aura of a superior, and the explosion of his aura at this moment took the servant by surprise.

Seeing the change in Cui Heming's face, Chen Xiang asked with concern, "What's happened?"

"Our family's caravan was intercepted; the attacker is incredibly strong and wounded several of our retainers," Cui Heming said, frowning. He knew that the current situation required him to ask for Chen Xiang's help once again. Those old retainers were arrogant, considering themselves among the best in the martial world, but within days, they had all been defeated by Chen Xiang.

Chen Xiang sighed and said, "It seems I have to take action."

"I'm sorry to trouble you again, it's really embarrassing," Cui Heming said apologetically; after all, Chen Xiang was a distinguished guest in the family, yet he was being asked for help, which made Cui Heming feel uncomfortable.

"Haha, why say such things between brothers? I've been feeling suffocated, it might do me good to let out some frustration," Chen Xiang said nonchalantly.

The two, accompanied by house servants, hurried towards the site of the incident. The Cui family's caravan had actually been near Quanzhou, so in less than half a day, Chen Xiang and company had arrived at the scene of the accident.

What they saw was complete chaos; several retainers lay on the ground, their lives hanging in the balance, while the guarded goods had vanished without a trace. They quickly rescued the people, and an old, white-haired retainer took a deep breath and said, "He's a tough one. Of all the strong opponents I've faced in my life, he would rank second."

After speaking, he looked at Chen Xiang, the implication clear; the first was the young man before him. Having traveled the martial world for a lifetime and seen much, he had encountered two anomalies in recent days, which made him feel like his world had been turned upside down.

"Elder Chen, what was the cargo we lost this time?"

"I don't know either. It's said to be some rare treasure meant to be sent across the sea to an island opposite," said the old retainer, who was also in the dark about the looted goods; after all, he was just a retainer and wasn't fully aware of the details of the cargo.

"However, I do know the whereabouts of that person. In my younger days wandering the martial world, I learned a few unconventional techniques, including how to make special incense. I managed to mark him with my own secret incense; by following the scent, we can find him."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xiang and his companion were overjoyed. With the old retainer leading the way, they tracked the scent until they arrived at the entrance of a cave, from which the smell was emanating.

Seeing this, Cui Heming's face showed a trace of anger—the bandit's audacity was astounding, having robbed their belongings and hidden so close by, seemingly undisturbed by the proximity to the Cui family; it was a blatant disrespect.

"You cowardly scum, show yourself and receive your death!" Cui Heming shouted angrily into the cave.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a stalwart man walked out from the cave. Upon seeing him, Cui Heming couldn't help but laugh; the tall man had a muscular body like a bodybuilding champion, but his face was that of a baby, creating an oddly discordant appearance.

"What are you laughing at? Have you never seen someone as majestic as me?" the man shouted angrily, feeling his pride trampled.

However, when he spoke, the crowd burst into laughter; even Chen Xiang couldn't help laughing, for such a towering figure had the milky voice of a three-year-old child.

This only fueled the man's rage, and he shouted, "You all are going too far; I, Sun Shier, must teach you a lesson!"

With that, he made his move. His figure shot forth like lightning towards Cui Heming, the target of his rage, who was laughing heartily. The house servants leaped into action to protect their young master.

The outcome was predictable. A man capable of defeating retainers was no ordinary opponent; the well-trained house servants were simply no match for such a fierce antagonist.

In just an instant, the crowd of house servants was sent flying through the air, while the big man aimed a punch straight at Cui Heming's face—as Cui Heming's laughter was too brilliant, making him feel immensely insulted, his attack was aimed squarely at the face.

Just as his fist was about to connect with Cui Heming's face, a hand suddenly grabbed his wrist, neutralizing his attack; it was Chen Xiang who had intervened.

In a flash, an immense force transmitted from the wrist to the man, causing even this mysterious master to feel pain.

"Who are you? Daring to help this detestable guy, watch out, I'll flatten both you and him," the man shouted in anger.