The two left the plaza together.
The cheers and discussions surrounding the execution gradually faded behind them as they moved through the bustling streets of the Imperial Capital.
Cultivators and mortals alike filled the avenues, all discussing the sa topic- the fall of Wen Haoyu and the disgrace of the Azure Sun Holy Sect.
Yu Feiyan walked ahead leisurely, her posture graceful as always.
Bai Zihan followed half a step behind.
Outwardly, he appeared calm.
Inwardly, however, his mind remained vigilant.
After several turns through the crowded streets, Bai Zihan suddenly spoke.
"Princess, how about we sit sowhere here?"
Yu Feiyan glanced back at him with a faint smile.
"And where would Young Master Bai prefer?"
Bai Zihan casually gestured toward a lively tavern just ahead.
The building was large, its entrance wide open. Laughter, chatter, and the clinking of cups flowed out onto the street.
It was packed.
Almost every table was occupied.
A place like this was the opposite of private.
Precisely the kind of place Bai Zihan wanted.
Because he believed Qin Lingxiao would not reveal her true identity in such a public setting.
Of course-
If she truly wished to silence everyone here...
Bai Zihan knew very well it would only take a single snap of her fingers for the entire tavern to disappear.
But at least this gave him so psychological comfort.
No matter how arrogant he might act, the person before him was a Golden Immortal cultivator.
Every trick of his would be useless before her.
Yu Feiyan studied the tavern for a mont before chuckling softly.
"A crowded place?"
Bai Zihan shrugged lightly.
"It's lively, just as I like."
Her smile deepened slightly.
But she said nothing more.
The two entered.
The mont Yu Feiyan stepped inside, several patrons subconsciously turned their heads.
Her presence naturally drew attention.
Even without displaying any aura, her elegance and beauty were difficult to ignore.
Still, the tavern was too noisy for anyone to stare for long.
Soon the chatter resud.
Bai Zihan quickly found an empty table near the window.
A waiter hurried over.
"What would the honored guests like?"
"Give the best Spirit Tea you've got."
Bai Zihan replied calmly.
Yu Feiyan added lightly,
"And the best wine."
"Right away!"
The servant nodded and left.
For a brief mont, neither of them spoke.
Outside the window, the streets continued to bustle with life.
Then Yu Feiyan rested her chin lightly on her hand and looked at him.
"Let's skip the pleasantries."
Her tone was casual.
"What would you say is the essence of your Bai Clan?"
Bai Zihan blinked.
That was... not the question he expected.
"The essence?"
Yu Feiyan nodded.
There was always sothing that one group distinguished itself from others,
which beca the idenitty of that organization.
Every sect. Every clan.
Each had sothing that defined them.
For the Heaven Sword Sect, it was naturally the sword.
For the Azure Sun Holy Sect, it was their fire cultivation techniques.
It was sothing fundantal.
Sothing that shaped their identity.
As for clans, the majority of the ti it was their cultivation techniques.
Many disciples might join different sects and learn different martial arts, but at their core, their cultivation technique would remain the sa.
Of course, unless they got their hands on a superior cultivation technique, they might abandon it for more power.
Just like when he spread the Heavenly Mandate Assimilation Art.
Ever since he introduced it, more and more people had begun cultivating it.
Many had even abandoned their century-old traditions for more power.
If this continued...
Perhaps in the future the identity of the entire Desolate Heaven Empire might
revolve around that very technique.
The Heavenly Mandate Assimilation Art might beco the defining identity of
the Desolate Heaven Empire.
Bai Zihan thought for a while.
He had never really considered it that way.
Most great powers indeed had sothing that represented them.
Sothing that outsiders imdiately associated with them.
But the Bai Clan....
For a mont, nothing ca to mind.
After thinking for a mont, Bai Zihan finally answered.
"The Azure Dragon Breathing thod."
This was the cultivation technique that previously Bai Clan core mbers were
allowed to cultivate.
Obviously, now it has changed.
But there was no need to tell that to Qin Lingxiao.
Though if you asked Bai Zihan to answer honestly, he might simply reply with
one word 'Ruthlessness.
That much was evident in how neither he nor any mber of the Bai Clan ever hesitated when destroying a clan or sect.
Qin Lingxiao raised an eyebrow.
She did not look satisfied. Perhaps it wasn't the answer she was looking for.
Instead, she simply stared at him.
A strange smile slowly appeared on her lips.
"That's not it."
Bai Zihan narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Then what does the Princess think it is?"
Yu Feiyan leaned back in her chair.
"The Azure Dragon Breathing thod is rely a tool. But there is sothing
that defines the Bai Clan. Aren't you aware of that, Young Master Bai?"
She asked playfully, almost as if she were saying that she already knew and he
should simply reveal it.
However, Bai Zihan was genuinely confused.
He didn't understand what Qin Lingxiao was referring to.
But he could tell that she was looking for sothing-and that sothing might
be in the Bai Clan. (Don't tell the Bai Clan is part of so ancient clan that fell apart after
thousands of years and there is a supre treasure hidden within the clan.)
Bai Zihan thought.
But it wasn't like he was thinking about it seriously.
As far as he knew, the Bai Clan had existed within the Desolate Heaven Empire
for as long as their history spanned.
So there shouldn't be so hidden backstory about them originating from a powerful clan that once ruled the world or anything like that.
"...Well, I don't know what answer the Princess is expecting, but I don't really
know much. I don't like studying history."
Bai Zihan answered honestly.
Indeed, perhaps there might be information related to what Qin Lingxiao
wanted, but he truly had no idea since he had never focused much on his
studies.
Well, one of the reasons was that he couldn't even see properly because of the
System Interface, so he couldn't be fully blad.
"Even though you are the heir?"
The princess asked playfully.
She seed to have sensed that Bai Zihan was telling the truth and stopped
probing further for the answer, which clearly wasn't on Bai Zihan. "Knowing history isn't the requirent to beco the heir. Strength is!"
Bai Zihan answered.
Half of which was a lie.
Strength was needed to beco heir?
That was bullshit, since he had been nad heir even when he was a weakling.
But since his father was the clan leader, the position had automatically fallen
upon him-the only son of Bai Tianheng.
But it wasn't a lie either.
If not for the strength he had shown, by now he might have been replaced by
other geniuses.
"...That might be true."
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