Capítulo 1326: Chapter 852: The Coback
Upon hearing the na Zheng Siyan, Baili An’s eyes suddenly narrowed, and that sharp sense of alertness in his heart began to arise again.
He saw ng Zifei joyfully leading the Young Sect Master of the Ghost Sect of Jiuyuan Mountain into the residence.
Looking at Shang Hong and others with exceptionally bright eyes, he hurriedly said, “Cousin brother, cousin sister, Brother Baili, let introduce you to soone. This is the Young Master of the Ghost Sect of Jiuyuan Mountain, whom I unexpectedly t in the city.”
Perhaps the reputation of the Young Master of the Ghost Sect was too illustrious, for the Shang siblings imdiately showed respect towards Zheng Siyan.
“So it’s Young Sect Master Zheng, I’ve long admired your na. I am Shang Hong of the Lihe Sect (Shang Ying).”
If the Shang siblings’ admiration for Su Jing ca from the power of the Taixuan Sect behind her, then their esteem for the Young Master of the Ghost Sect was genuinely based on his own rits.
In today’s world, geniuses in cultivation are as countless as fish in the sea.
Among these geniuses, apart from the little princess of the Cangwu Palace, the Young Master of the Ghost Sect stands out prominently.
At the re age of twenty-five, he already possesses a cultivation level of the Ninth Grade in seeking the Dao, just a step away from the Opening Realm.
Though the Shang siblings appear young, they are actually over thirty.
With superior Spirit Roots within the Lihe Sect, despite cultivating for nearly thirty years, they have only reached the Eighth Grade.
The comparison between them makes the disparity obvious.
Baili An’s eyes were aningful: “An unexpected eting? What a coincidental eting indeed.”
Zheng Siyan cast a dark glance at Baili An, saying nothing, but the hostility in his eyes was evident to anyone present.
Originally enthusiastic, ng Zifei sensed the tension in the air and imdiately tried to lighten the atmosphere:
“It’s not entirely by chance. The Young Sect Master Zheng is warm-hearted. Upon learning of the misfortune that befell my ng family, he kindly revealed his identity, offering to extend his assistance.”
Zheng Siyan, however, showed no appreciation for ng Zifei’s attempt to ease the tension, looking at Baili An calmly and saying:
“Leave the Evil Spirit to . The two from Lihe Sect do seem capable to lend a hand. As for this kid, I just hope he doesn’t get in the way.”
Baili An’s gaze shifted—if it were an ordinary young man, provoked like this, blood boiling with youthful vigor, he might attempt a fight despite knowing he couldn’t win.
Unfortunately, Baili An’s youthful impulsiveness had long been stifled.
He did not get angry, and not even the malevolent provocation in Zheng Siyan’s gaze caused a ripple in his heart. Instead, he replied calmly:
“That is good then. Since the Young Sect Master is exceptional and eager to help, the ng family will surely weather this calamity safely. I, with my limited abilities, cannot be of any help here. So, farewell.”
Upon these words, everyone present, except Su Jing, was left in utter surprise, not expecting the young man to withdraw so gracefully.
This surely didn’t fit the image of the youthful heroes they typically encountered in the pugilist world?
What they didn’t know was the kind of environnt Baili An grew up in. From an early age, he understood that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.
Life only cos once. If he were to overestimate himself in taking on responsibilities beyond his capacity, not only could he fail to save others, but he might also lose his own life.
Last night, as the ng family had no one to assist them, and given his acquaintance with ng Zifei, Baili An couldn’t just stand by.
But now, with the two disciples from the Lihe Sect and the Young Master of the Ghost Sect both coming to aid, there’s no reason for soone of a re Fourth Grade seeking the Dao to act the fool here.
The world of cultivation is ruthless. Facing a real crisis, if that Evil Spirit was exceptionally and strangely powerful and he was indeed the weakest, he doubted any of the three would spare attention to protect him.
At most, after the dust is settled, he might be commorated posthumously by the ng family with a tablet, and a few words of lant.
And Zheng Siyan would likely feel quite delighted.
Baili An, though kind-hearted, is not soone easily deceived by blind kindness.
Moreover… he vaguely sensed that the ng family’s dabbling with Evil Techniques wasn’t as simple as it appeared.
After a mont of hesitation, Zheng Siyan sneered:
“I thought you were soone noteworthy, but you’re just a cowardly, useless fool.
Being a practitioner, yet fleeing at the sight of a fearso Evil Spirit without a fight, truly squanders the Spirit Root heaven granted you. A fool indeed!”
Shang Hong nodded in agreent, casting a slight disdainful look towards Baili An.
Yet Shang Ying, slightly frowning, didn’t seem fully in agreent with Zheng Siyan’s words.
How could she not see that this young man only had a cultivation of Fourth Grade in seeking the Dao, and such self-preservation wasn’t much wrong?
Besides, weren’t you the one who didn’t want him in your way at the start?
Why, now that he is wisely removing himself, are you stirring trouble?
Shang Ying, naturally straightforward, although she admired Zheng Siyan for his exceptional skills and cultivation,
couldn’t stand watching such bullying of the weak.
She was about to argue on Baili An’s behalf when he spoke first.
With a voice calm and asured, he said, “Young Sect Master, these words are too harsh. You clearly didn’t want to be in your way earlier, yet now that I’m choosing to leave, shouldn’t you be pleased? Why, when I say I want to leave, do you try to force to stay? How strange…”
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