Regarding the means of cultivators, Chen Nan wasn't very knowledgeable.
He held the pendant in his hand, using his spiritual power to examine it, and discovered Zhao Han's spiritual imprint inside.
This seemed to be something akin to a cultivation treasure, but it didn't have any special ability. As soon as it was destroyed, Zhao Han would sense the shattering of his spiritual imprint left within.
After all, Chen Nan wasn't a cultivator; these were all just his speculations.
"I'm not quite clear on its specific secrets, but there's one thing I can be sure of: he definitely won't harm you. Just wear it on you; it might come in handy at a critical moment," Chen Nan said earnestly.
Su Yixuan nodded, tied the string of the pendant, and hung it around her neck.
Compared to Zhao Han, she naturally trusted Chen Nan more. Since Chen Nan said it was fine and reassured her to wear it, she had no reason to doubt it.
…
After lunch.
