"Old Man Yun, why are you shouting randomly? Are you trying to show off your voice?"
A mocking voice suddenly echoed from above, and the three of them looked up simultaneously to see a man in white robes sitting atop a beam. His exquisite eyebrows and eyes shifted with enchanting light, as he focused on admiring his neatly trimd nails, exuding allure.
Elder Yun snorted coldly: "Who is this person, after all?"
Helian Zisheng flew down from the beam and glanced at the man surrounded by intense flas, a flash of purple glint appearing and disappearing at the bottom of his eyes, as he curled his lips into a slight smile: "Indeed, he does have the Bai Family lineage."
"What?"
The three elders exclaid in unison, looking towards that man, whose face beca blurred in the glow of the fire.
"He...does he really have the Bai Family lineage? How is that possible?"
"Why is it impossible? Back then, Lady Bai bore twins, and due to loneliness, she left the boy behind and took the girl with her, leaving Kunlun Mountain to hide among the crowd. I exerted much effort to find her, but by then she had already died, and the girl, too, had disappeared. For so many years, I’ve been searching until now when I am certain this person is indeed the descendant of the lost Miss Bai, thus he actually possesses the Bai Family lineage."
This matter was heard by several people, perhaps from decades ago. At that ti, Young Master Bai had been bedridden for years, chosen as his bride was the youthful Lady Bai. On the day of birth, Young Master Bai suddenly passed away, and Lady Bai, unwilling to accept a widow’s fate, left the boy and departed. People thought she had only given birth to a son, but after years of investigation, Lady Bai had actually given birth to twins; she left the boy and took the girl away from Kunlun Mountain. Thus, a branch of the Bai Family descendants had actually fallen into the civilian world.
So it all makes sense now.
However, weren’t Bai Family descendants cursed, never living past the age of twenty-two? But why does this man appear strong and healthy?
"Since he is a Bai Family descendant, he shouldn’t be left outside. We must find him." Elder Yun spoke deeply.
"Just because you say so? Not considering his influence in this world? Would he be willing to co back and be a caged canary?" Helian Zisheng mocked.
"Even so, we can’t just watch Bai Family descendants wandering outside..."
"Stop arguing, if he truly is a Bai Family descendant, he should be able to wield the sword in the ancestral hall." Elder Xing said in a deep voice.
Elder Feng nodded: "Indeed, whether he is a Bai Family descendant we cannot ascertain, as long as he can wield the short sword consecrated in the ancestral hall, his identity will be confird."
Helian Zisheng’s smile flowed, "That is Bai Qi’s suiciding sword, stained with his blood, also stained with his resentnt. No earthly force can bear its weight; only his bloodline descendants can lift even a bit, it’s indeed the only way to prove his ancestry."
"It’s still uncertain whether he can pass this challenge." Elder Yun remarked, looking at the man wrapped in flas on the couch.
Suddenly, the flas on the man grew even more intense, almost filling the entire room. The room was no longer habitable as the four quickly retreated outside. Just as they exited the door, the entire room was engulfed by the flas; had they been a mont late, they would have been consud by the fire.
Including Helian Zisheng, they all secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The Nine Nether Ghost Fire, the fiercest in the world, can only be extinguished by the Nether Weak Water, which... exists only on the banks of the River of Rebirth, the sole path to Hell, visible only to the deceased.
The entire room was encircled by flas, the flas were red, as red as blood, vibrant and blossoming like Mandrake Flowers, or like the dusk’s remaining red sunset, intense, unrestrained, the fla of life, endless...
The sky seed shrouded by dark clouds, thunder rolling at the horizon like a thousand troops, galloping and roaring, sweeping in.
Several people looked up at the sky in unison, "The heavenly thunder is here...."
Whether he can endure it, depends solely on this mont.
A sudden lightning bolt struck down from the sky, hitting into the flas, causing sparks to fly and the ground to shake.
"My goodness." Lin Shishi leaned against the wall, watching the scene before her, too shocked to speak, realizing she quickly took out her cara, continuously taking photos to eternally capture the extraordinary sight before her.
A dragon’s roar suddenly sounded, like a lion waking from centuries of slumber, making one’s soul tremble.
A giant dragon soared into the sky from the flas, Nine Nether Ghost Fire burning from beneath it, shooting towards the endless void.
Forged from fire, reborn from the ashes.
She stared blankly at the air, forgetting even the press of the shutter in her hand.
This awe-inspiring scene would be forever etched in her mind, never forgotten until death.
"He succeeded." Elder Xing said with surprise and joy.
——
It felt like a long dream, where there was only endless pain and struggle, countless tis he nearly gave up. Who was it that called his na repeatedly at his ear, giving him the strength to persevere?
When consciousness awoke from the fog, the sensations from his body made him involuntarily whimper in pain, his body felt dismantled then reassembled, only endless continuous pain.
When he opened his eyes, shimrs appeared before him, a sea of blood, he thought he had died, was this Heaven, or Hell?
As consciousness gradually returned, he rubbed his head and sat up, hearing a crunch of bones like a robot...
He looked at his body, stunned for a mont.
Entirely naked, not even with a blanket to cover himself.
At this mont soone pushed the door open, upon seeing the person, he coughed a few tis, threw in so clothes, "Get dressed quickly, such an eyesore."
The man frowned slightly, disliking being seen in his entirety.
Moreover, his body was excellent, how was it an eyesore? His eyes must be blind.
He quickly put on the clothes, an almost archaic robe, enhancing his graceful and warm stature.
As he tied the belt at his waist, a handso man wearing white robes walked in, taking a look up and down at him, the gaze sowhat peculiar, his eyebrows and eyes cooled down, as the room’s air plunged to freezing point.
"Quite a looker." The white-robed man touched his chin, walking around him for a circle.
Not just a looker, he was too handso, so handso that he made Helian Zisheng, who thought he was too attractive for heaven and earth, feel a bit uncomfortable inside.
The man struck like lightning, attacking Helian Zisheng, Helian Zisheng had precautions, yet he was still slower by a beat, caught by the man by the neck, lifted in an awkward position.
"Your gaze makes uncomfortable." The man’s deep magnetic voice was extrely attractive, slowly speaking, adding more authority.
Helian Zisheng helplessly shrugged, "You stronger, you right, I weaker, I admit defeat."
The man tossed him aside, throwing his body flying against the wall, crashing down heavily onto the ground.
The man incredulously looked at his palm, within his body, seed hidden a huge and terrifying force.
A ball of fire suddenly ignited in his palm, he was startled, waving his hand, the fire flew out, instantly burning a pot of plants below the window to ashes, turning into a shadow in the sunlight.
"What is happening?"
"You cannot yet skillfully control the power within your body, if out of control, the consequences would be unimaginable." As he spoke, Elder Xing walked in, followed by Elder Yun and Elder Feng.
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