The army to destroy the i Clan was ready by the next day. It included a few elders and many younger generation disciples.
Well, only the elders were truly needed to wipe out the i Clan—but the younger Bai Clan mbers were brought along to ensure no one escaped.
And, of course, to gain so experience.
But among them, one figure stood out above all.
"I didn’t expect the Grand Elder to join us!"
Bai Zihan said with a raised brow.
Indeed, one of the Bai Clan’s strongest had co along.
It was Grand Elder Bai Ren himself.
Frankly, Bai Zihan felt that no one else was needed if Grand Elder Bai Ren was here.
"Hahaha... I heard you were going to do sothing interesting. How could I miss out?"
The old man chuckled.
Clearly, the Grand Elder had joined for amusent.
Maybe being stuck inside the Bai Clan had left him bored.
After all, he’d even shown up when Bai Zihan only wanted a bit of support during his clash with Shen Liang.
But Bai Zihan had no complaints.
With Grand Elder here, what could possibly go wrong?
"Is everyone ready?"
Bai Zihan turned to the gathered elders and disciples.
"Yes!"
They shouted in unison.
"Well then, let’s depart! Ti to destroy the i Clan!"
***
The journey to the i Clan’s territory wasn’t short.
It took the Bai Clan forces half a day to fly across multiple mountain ranges aboard a Flying Ship.
A Flying Ship was a massive, skyfaring vessel powered by spirit stones and inscribed with flight and stabilization formations.
Shaped like a traditional sea vessel but designed for the skies, it could carry dozens—sotis hundreds—of passengers, making it the preferred thod of group travel in the cultivation world.
Hovering through the air like a slow-moving fortress, it combined speed, defense, and mobility. It wasn’t just transportation—it was a war machine.
The i Clan’s city, ihua City, lay nestled in a fertile valley surrounded by high cliffs and shimring rivers.
It was beautiful—yes—but beauty ant nothing when death lood from above.
ihua City was a major power in the region, ruled entirely by the i Clan. Here, they acted like kings.
Their banner—three crimson plum blossoms—flew proudly over every gate, and their disciples walked the streets like arrogant lords.
The city guards were all i Clan cultivators, their armor bearing the plum insignia.
But today, none of that mattered.
Today, the Bai Clan arrived.
As their enormous flying ship hovered outside the city, spiritual pressure spilled out like an overflowing dam.
People looked up from the streets in horror.
Commoners fled, rchants shuttered their stores, and cultivators scrambled to the city walls in panic.
After all, Flying ships weren’t allowed to fly over ihua City unless it was unauthorized.
Then a voice bood across the sky, thundering like divine judgnt.
A single figure shot forward from the flying ship, his robes flaring in the wind, black hair trailing behind him like a banner of war.
He stood mid-air, one hand behind his back, a lazy smirk on his face.
It was Bai Zihan!
"i Clan!"
His voice echoed with Qi.
"You’ve lived long enough!"
Countless eyes turned upward.
i Clan elders and disciples rushed out of their halls, expressions ranging from confusion to disbelief.
So laughed, thinking it was a joke. Others felt an icy chill crawl down their backs.
Bai Zihan continued, his tone sharp and cold.
"Today, I, Bai Zihan, stand before your gates to uproot your entire clan. You have two choices—surrender now and maybe, just maybe, I’ll spare you."
He grinned.
"Or resist... and you can forget about living."
Silence!
Heavy, suffocating silence fell over ihua City.
Then, the Bai Clan forces descended behind Bai Zihan like gods of war, co to enforce divine retribution.
Anyone with half a brain could tell—this wasn’t a bluff.
The flying ship was clearly that of the Bai Clan, and at its head stood their heir, Bai Zihan.
From the inner district of ihua City, a surge of Qi rippled outward as several figures shot into the sky, streaks of light converging above the city gates.
Leading them was an old man with a long silver beard and deep-set eyes that shimred with restrained power.
His robe bore the three-plum-blossom insignia embroidered in gold thread—clearly an elder of the i Clan.
He stepped forward, attempting to calm the fear below as he faced Bai Zihan.
"Young Master Bai," he said, his voice echoing through the air. "This... is unexpected."
He cupped his fists in formal greeting, though his hands trembled slightly.
"We, the i Clan, have always respected the Bai Clan. We’ve never crossed you. So may I ask—why have you co to our gates with such killing intent?"
For a mont, Bai Zihan just stared at him, lips curling.
Then he laughed.
"Hahaha..."
Loud. Arrogant. Contemptuous!
"Not offended ?"
He repeated mockingly.
"Are you truly clueless, or just pretending?"
Bai Zihan’s expression turned cold.
"Didn’t i Rulan warn you? Or are you really that in the dark? Seriously, just when did my words beco a joke?"
Bai Zihan said with a hint of irritation.
The i Clan elder’s face twitched.
"Rulan...?"
He did know that i Rulan had caused so trouble—breaking sect rules or sothing like that—but he hadn’t imagined she’d provoked the Bai Clan heir.
She hid it well from them.
"Young Master," the elder said quickly, "although I don’t know the full details, let apologize on her behalf. She’s young and ignorant."
Though he didn’t fully understand the situation, he could tell that i Rulan had sohow offended Bai Zihan—and now, the clan was paying the price.
He had to do everything in his power to de-escalate this.
Bai Zihan looked amused. These old n knew their place. Unlike the younger ones.
"I already said it before everyone—if i Rulan doesn’t stop falsely accusing , I would destroy her clan. What can I say... a promise is a promise."
The i Clan elders’ expressions darkened. Because of one reckless girl, their entire clan now faced annihilation.
Then—
"BAI ZIHAN!"
A furious voice rang out from the i Clan manor, high and sharp like a sword being unsheathed.
From deep within, a streak of light burst into the sky as a woman shot upward.
She was slim, her long black hair tied in a braid, her robes embroidered with the plum blossoms—though hers were edged in crimson.
It was i Rulan!
Looks like she has returned to the i Clan.
Bai Zihan raised a brow—wasn’t she supposed to be in the Reflection Cave?
Maybe she had voluntarily left the Heaven Sword Sect... or maybe sothing had happened.
Either way, she was here now. And Bai Zihan thought—it was better this way.
That makes things easier.
She stopped mid-air, face pale but eyes burning with fury.
"Why are you here?!"
Bai Zihan smiled even wider.
"Oh, I made a promise to you, rember? Now I’m here to fulfill it."
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