Baili An hesitated for a mont, but still pushed the door open and entered.
The girl was resting her chin on her hand, gazing out at the moonlit night. The hazy moonlight cast a indescribable ethereal beauty upon her youthful face.
Without turning around, she said directly, "I just saw your horse through this window. Weren’t you going to Xijian Sect to seek help? Why have you returned?"
Baili An answered honestly, "The pig demon set up a barrier. None of us can leave the town."
The girl turned around and looked at him with a frown, "A barrier?" Then her gaze shifted slightly, and seeing the wound on his hand, she knew he wasn’t lying.
Her tone dropped slightly, "A crystal barrier?"
Baili An nodded, "That’s right."
She muttered in confusion, "But a seventh-rank pig demon hasn’t even fully transford into human form yet. How could it have such spiritual wisdom?"
"That’s exactly where my confusion lies. I suspect... there might be soone in cultivation secretly helping that pig demon, and it might be a demon cultivator," Baili An said.
"A demon cultivator?" ntioning these words, the girl didn’t show much disdain, only puzzlent:
"How could people from the Langya Demon Sect, who should be suppressed by the Three Sects at the North Border, run rampant in the Central Plains?"
Baili An shook his head, "Not necessarily. The ans of the Langya Demon Sect are endless. Even with the suppression of the Three Sects, they are still infiltrating everywhere. Their usual tactic is to control evil beings to disrupt the order of the mortal world, and chaos is precisely what they need."
The girl smiled sweetly, "How do you know so much about the Three Sects and the Demon Sect?"
Baili An cleared his throat lightly and said, "As a cultivator, if I can’t know even a fraction of the world’s matters, then isn’t all this cultivation in vain?"
He lied. His cultivation was not for the world but for a family reunion.
As for how he knows so much, it’s just from being by his father’s side for a long ti, learning by ear and sight.
The girl chuckled lightly, "I’m just a loose cultivator, and you’re so trusting of . Aren’t you afraid I’m a spy sent by the Demon Sect to disturb the mortal world?"
Baili An was taken aback, as if rembering sothing, "May I ask for your na?"
This ti, the girl was the one surprised, then she laughed, "You’re really interesting."
Baili An scratched his head awkwardly, "Flattered, flattered."
"But I’ll only tell my na to friends I trust. Right now, you’re not one of them."
Baili An was silent for a mont, not forcing the issue, he just nodded, "Understood."
The girl continued, "Those three idiots went to check the town entrance. Why are you looking for in the middle of the night?"
Baili An took out two pieces of yellow butter paper from his pocket, which is a common packaging for snacks in the countryside.
He opened them, revealing two steaming hot buns in one and red sugar-coated hawthorns in the other.
However, the sugar-coated hawthorns seed to have been stifled for too long, and the sugar coating on the outside showed signs of lting.
"Just a mont ago, you helped twice and ntioned you hadn’t had dinner, so I bought so food for you," he said.
The girl was stunned. She had only ntioned it casually, yet this young man kept it in mind.
She took the hot buns and sugar-coated hawthorns, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes, then she smiled at him, "I like to throw buns at dogs, but I don’t like eating buns myself."
Baili An felt a bit embarrassed, reaching out to take the buns back, "Sorry, I didn’t know..." he said awkwardly.
But the girl’s hand retracted to avoid his action, "How can you take back what you’ve given away? I may not like eating buns, but these sugar-coated hawthorns are quite a nice treat, I’ll keep them."
She took out a stick of sugar-coated hawthorns, taking a gentle bite. The red sugar coating stained her lips, looking like the most beautiful rouge in the world — breathtakingly beautiful.
Baili An dared not look too much for fear of losing his composure, so he took his leave.
The girl was chewing on the sugar-coated hawthorn, her eyes curved in crescent moons, murmuring unclearly, "I have no idea which mountain this silly boy bounced out from. With such little cultivation, yet so naive, his family must be bold to let him out for experience."
Baili An returned to his room, found the golden sore dicine and bandages ntioned by the servant, and simply treated his wound.
Though his body was a bit tired, and his father was absent, he still did not dare to relax, sitting cross-legged to practice the "Supre Dao Pure Sword Technique" his father taught him.
A green spirit light appeared at the mysterious stage in his Sea of Consciousness, so weak it seed it might disappear at any mont.
Baili An focused intently on feeling the incantation, ticulously guiding that green spirit light. He carefully circulated his spiritual power through his whole body, trying to nurture and strengthen that green spirit light, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without a ripple.
Not even half a circulation, the floating green spirit light dissipated directly within him.
The "Supre Dao Pure Sword Technique" is the most advanced cultivation technique of the Xijian Sect; it is divided into nine layers. Only the direct bloodline of the Baili Family can learn it. This sword technique emphasizes the natural Taoist principle, returning to the source.
His father, Baili Yu, practiced this technique and beca famous in battle. Now, Baili Yu has reached the Divinity Transformation Realm in cultivation, admired by billions of cultivators for his extraordinary prowess.
But Baili An knows, even with Divinity Transformation cultivation, his father has only reached the fifth layer of the "Supre Dao Pure Sword Technique."
Baili An truly can’t imagine if he ever reaches the ninth layer, what kind of sanctum ascension supre realm he would attain.
Since ancient tis, no one has cultivated this sword technique to the ninth layer, hence this question remains unanswered.
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