But the two younger generation mbers he cared about would both be going to the Second Circle.
Although Elder Deng couldn't offer them much protection in the Second Circle, he could be a witness.
He would witness Lu Ding and Bai Hen's rise to fa.
Deng Suiyi spoke words of concern: "Have you packed all your things?"
Bai Hen didn't understand: "What do I need to prepare?"
Elder Deng spoke at a leisurely pace: "What if you can't get used to the food or things up there?"
"You should bring the things you like."
These words, without Bai Hen even realizing it, made him think of his grandmother.
When he was a child crossing mountains and valleys to go to school, his grandmother would also ask: Have you packed all your things?
Back then, there was no school in Bai Hen's village.
He had to go to a small county town far away to attend school.
Little him, carrying a backpack bigger than his own back, trudged through deep mud one step at a ti to attend elentary school.
The place was poor, and the free school als were very plain.
Besides books, his backpack contained pickled vegetables made by his grandmother, and at she couldn't bear to eat herself brought from ho, flavorful and salty, which he could eat with rice at lunch.
Thinking of these mories, Bai Hen stood up.
"I'll go pack."
The mont he flew away, he sensed the gathering of heaven and earth's spiritual energy.
Bai Hen glanced back at the direction of the spiritual energy fluctuations.
This was a sign that Yan Feifan was about to break through to Heavenly Perception.
Bai Hen's glance didn't pause; he quickly flew into the distance.
Soaring through clouds and mist, crossing mountains and valleys, he finally saw the holand that had long haunted his thoughts.
The evening wind brought good news, blowing the child most concerned by the old woman as he landed at the grave mound.
Without a word, Bai Hen knelt on both knees.
His head slowly but heavily touched the ground.
"Grandma..."
Tears that burst from his eyes soaked into the earth.
Bai Hen sniffled.
Although his expression remained calm, his eyes couldn't help but glance around to see if anyone had witnessed his current state.
Only after confirming no one was there did Bai Hen speak: "Grandma, I'm leaving. According to 749 regulations, those going to the Second Circle cannot return to the Third Circle."
"Unless under special circumstances."
"I don't know when I'll be able to co back to see you..."
"I'm afraid of being separated from you."
"So I want to take you with . Do you agree?"
Silence. Heaven and earth were silent, only the wind remained noisy.
Bai Hen stood up.
He didn't speak either.
He directly started digging.
He couldn't even be bothered to think of an excuse.
The child didn't care about worldly respect or prohibitions against digging graves; he just wanted to be able to see his grandmother often in the future.
Carefully placing the remains into an exquisite small jar, Bai Hen held it with both hands against his chest.
Just like when he was bullied by a big rooster as a child, and his grandmother held him while seeking justice.
He whispered softly to himself: "Don't be afraid... Grandma... With you here, I'm not afraid of anything."
"Where Grandma is, ho is."
Just as Bai Hen turned to leave, in his sight, a slightly hunched figure stood not far away.
It was precisely the Bai family patriarch, Bai Xuehe, who had wanted to give all his cultivation to Bai Hen back then.
Back then, Bai Hen hadn't accepted the cultivation.
So this Elder Bai hadn't died. After that incident, after arranging matters for the Xitong Bai family, he had quietly co alone to the holand where the dream began.
He saw the raised grave mound and the old house that Lu Ding had secretly asked Yunhai's Five Organs Society to repair, still standing.
The layout hadn't changed, the decorations hadn't changed.
They had only restored the crumbling old house.
From that ti on, Bai Xuehe had settled here, but he didn't move into the old house. He knew he wasn't worthy.
He could only build a thatched hut deep in the mountains, separated from the old house by the hills.
Until Bai Hen's arrival today.
Bai Hen looked expressionlessly at the newcor: "Who told you to co here? Get lost!!!"
He unleashed his aura!!!!
It blew Elder Bai's body until it swayed.
The current Bai Hen was no longer the youth who had fought Bai Baoyu until exhausted before winning.
Bai Xuehe felt bitter in his heart: "Xiao Bai, where are you taking her..."
Bai Hen remained as straightforward as ever, speaking the most honest yet most helpless, despairing words with an expressionless face.
"Leaving this world, going to a place you'll never reach in this lifeti."
"If I'd known you'd be here disgusting Grandma, I should have taken her away sooner."
Elder Bai instantly felt despair.
Of all the people he cared about in his life, the Xitong Bai family no longer mattered. Only Bai Hen and his forr wife in the grave remained.
But now, Bai Hen was taking Grandma away from this world, aning they would never et again in this lifeti.
The Bai family patriarch also knew about ascension and the Second Circle—after all, he had once 'planted a tree.'
Elder Bai's eyes pleaded, but he didn't know how to express the thoughts in his heart, only managing to shout: "Xiao Bai..."
Bai Hen hugged the jar: "Sorry, I feel like vomiting. I'll take my leave first. Let's never et again."
The mont he finished speaking, Bai Hen disappeared from the spot.
Forgiveness? Reconciliation?
These words didn't exist in Bai Hen's dictionary.
He only knew what Lu Ding had said: Repay virtue with virtue, repay resentnt with directness. If the price for wrongdoers was just an apology, then the cost of wrongdoing would be too low.
Not attacking him was Bai Hen's final rcy, considering his previous offer to give his cultivation.
As for kind words?
Sorry, can't say them.
After Bai Hen left, the Bai family patriarch plopped down on the ground. Looking at the emptied grave, he could no longer hold back and burst into loud wails.
Wailing sounds echoed throughout the valley.
In Elder Deng's courtyard, Yan Feifan had already erged from seclusion—freshly minted at the Heavenly Perception realm.
Because Feifan spoke pleasantly and had connections with Lu Ding and Bai Hen, Elder Deng loved the crow for the sake of the rook and treated him quite well too.
They were still drinking tea.
But now Yan Feifan brewed while Elder Deng drank.
The old man sipped tea and asked: "Feifan, last ti you said you had a way to go up after breaking through to Heavenly Perception without eting the minor realm requirents. What thod is that?"
Yan Feifan spoke mysteriously: "Elder Deng, do you rember those two monsters Brother Lu left behind?"
Elder Deng knew that when Lu Ding left, he had left Disheveled Hair and Mourning Guest to be maintained by Yunhai 749.
Although he didn't know why Lu Ding was raising these two monsters, Yunhai 749 from top to bottom trusted him unconditionally.
So they maintained them very well.
With Yan Feifan's reminder, Elder Deng instantly understood.
"You an escorting them up?"
"Will that work?"
Elder Deng was sowhat uncertain.
Yan Feifan nodded firmly: "It will definitely work. My cultivation isn't insufficient—it's just a bit weak. And since Brother Lu can call down to the Third Circle, it ans his position in 749 up there is also extraordinary."
"I'll submit a report first to see if it's possible."
Elder Deng pondered: "Then let's try. Trying doesn't cost anything."
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