Chapter 315

Bai felt a sudden, inexplicable panic.

A breeze brushed past his fingertips that hung down at his sides, and he clenched his fingers, trying to hold onto the wind.

But it was no use; he could keep nothing but empty palms.

"Are you scared?" The woman's indifferent voice rang out from the front, while the blue ribbons around her waist danced gracefully behind her.

Bai Yu forced down the sob in his throat and replied in the same joyful tone as before, "This disciple is experiencing sword flight for the first time, and I have some..."

But as he spoke, the bitterness and emptiness in his heart spread to the corners of his eyes, and he quickly raised his hand to wipe away his tears.

The woman's voice came again from ahead, "If you are afraid, hold onto my robe."

His tone was indifferent and lacked any intimacy.

Bai Yu hurriedly lowered his head, then tentatively reached out his fingertips, wanting to touch the ribbon that looked very expensive.

He and the Immortal Venerable were so close, yet why were they so unreachable?

His hand froze in mid-air as he raised it, his eyes unable to leave the back of his hand, which bore the gruesome scars.

There used to be a hole that went right through here, and even though it has healed now, it still leaves an ugly scar.

Just then, he saw Ling Wu turn around and glance at him. He helplessly tried to withdraw his hand so that she wouldn't see his ugliness.

But her fingertips landed on it faster, taking his unworthy hand in hers.

The terrifying hand was now concealed by a delicate, fair hand, as if a celestial being was protecting him from several unbearable experiences.

From Bai Yu's angle, one could see her fair wrist hidden beneath the ice-blue sleeves, with a jade bracelet encircling her wrist bone, making her wrist appear as clean and beautiful as frost and snow under the clear moonlight.

But his hands had become emaciated from the torment of the past three months, and his wrists were black and dirty with dried blood from falling off a cliff after fighting with the man in black robes not long ago.

He was too wretched; he did not deserve the Celestial Venerable's repeated redemptions of him.

After reaching this conclusion, Bai Yu lowered his head again. Although reluctant to part with her gentleness, he still politely declined.

"Immortal Master, I am much better now, and I am... not so afraid anymore."

"Are you really not afraid anymore?" Ling Wu turned to look at him.

Bai Yu looked down at the icy blue ribbons that flashed past him again and again, but dared not have the slightest thought of touching them.

The Immortal Venerable is like the bright moon, so pure that he doesn't understand the filth of the human world, yet he believes that all living beings are equal, which is why he doesn't despise him.

But……

That's why he dared not provoke them.

He feared that he might develop blasphemous thoughts.

"Yes! This disciple is no longer afraid!" Bai Yu looked up and smiled at Ling Wu.

If you ignore the scars on his face, his smile should be quite lovely.

Ling Wu nodded upon hearing this and withdrew her fingertips.

Bai Yu's hand froze in mid-air for a moment before he withdrew it, then clenched it, trying to retain the cool warmth on his fingertips.

He had begun to crave the Immortal's affection for him.

The Tianyi Sect, viewed through the misty clouds, is a magnificent sight.

Amidst swirling clouds and mist, several mountain peaks embrace the area, and occasionally, a few soaring celestial birds can be seen carrying disciples on their backs in the sky.

The Tianyi Sect raises flying spirit beasts for its disciples to use, but they need to be activated with spirit stones.

Bai Yu was also captivated by the sight before him, but he quickly looked up at Ling Wu Lai again because the person in front of him was the Immortal Venerable of this sect.

At this moment, in the main hall of the Tianyi Sect, the Immortal Venerables of the various peaks and the elders of the sect were already seated.

The man in the center, dressed in a moon-white robe, had a detached gaze, occasionally glancing at the light screen in front of him showing the various disciples' challenges.

His eyes and brows shared the same indifference and coldness as Ji Lingwu's; he had a high nose bridge, thin lips like jade, and dark eyebrows and eyes.

Even with his serious and unsmiling demeanor, he couldn't hide his otherworldly aura, making people hold their breath and turn their heads.

Only occasionally, when his gaze fell upon that empty space, would the corners of his mouth purse slightly, and his brow furrow slightly, making him look somewhat confused.

"Senior Brother, can you please stop making that face? Before Master ascended to immortality, he told me not to always have such a stern expression!"

"If you continue like this, when you ascend to immortality, just as Master said, you'll be able to hold chopsticks between your eyebrows!" Jingyi leaned back lazily in her chair, idly twirling the whip handle with one hand.

Lu Li moved away from the empty chair upon hearing the sound and landed on Jing Yi.

Under his indifferent gaze, Jingyi coughed softly, silently straightened her back, and corrected her posture.

Only after Lu Li withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes did Jing Yi purse his lips and look at the light screen.

Just then, they saw a young man dressed in bright red, his radiant appearance causing the surrounding disciples to avoid his gaze with just a glance.

"That brat!" Jingyi gripped the whip tightly, standing up in anger.

Upon seeing this, the weapon-refining elder smiled broadly, his smile as radiant as a peacock spreading its tail feathers. "Peak Master, please don't be angry. My nephew is grown up and must have his own ideas. It's not a good thing to keep him confined within the peak."

Seeing his smug look, Jingyi knew perfectly well that he thought Jingsi wanted to become his disciple.

The weapon-refining elder had taken many talented disciples from her. Seeing him like this, Jingyi curled her lips in surprise and then remained silent, taking her seat quietly.

The weapon-refining elder coughed a few times triumphantly, as if he had won.

"Show-off." Jingyi clicked his tongue, and found the red-clad youth in the light screen somewhat more pleasing to the eye.

This commotion made Lu Li lose his will to close his eyes and rest. He raised his head but did not look at the light screen. Instead, he looked at the empty seat again.

Just as the light curtain fell, under the sighing gaze of the outer sect elder, the woman, enveloped in icy blue spiritual power, steadily took her seat in the empty space.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lingwu nodded slightly to them.

Everyone nodded in response, and then they calmly looked away.

The Half-Moon Immortal Venerable has come to the disciple-acceptance ceremony! And he even nodded and greeted them!

The outer sect elders were overjoyed by this and would steal glances at Ling Wu every now and then.

He was right not to provoke the Immortal Venerable, because that's why the Immortal Venerable actually came to take him as a disciple.

If the old sect leader hadn't already ascended to immortality, he would have liked to pick up the spirit jade and send the old sect leader an excited greeting.

Who would have thought that he would actually witness the Half-Moon Immortal Venerable taking on a disciple in his lifetime?

After these few peeks, he suddenly rubbed his eyes.

"Hmm?" He narrowed his eyes.

"What's that dark thing behind the Immortal Venerable? A spirit beast?"

"Ouch, how come his face is covered in blood?"

But as soon as he finished muttering to himself, the outer sect elder's face darkened when he saw that it was Bai Yu.

"How come it's that kid!" So what does it mean that the Immortal Venerable brought him along?

Seeing the outer sect elder's confusion, Lingwu did not answer his question.

However, Ling Wu still returned Lu Li's gaze with a glance.

Lu Li sat at the head of the table, his hands resting on his knees, his posture serious and focused. He was momentarily distracted when he met Ling Wu's gaze.

She then looked away and lowered her head slightly.

For some reason, he felt something was off, like... he was a little hot.

However, his cultivation level would prevent him from feeling hot or cold, and since his junior sister arrived, there had been a faint coolness throughout the hall, so why would he feel hot?

Confused, Lu Li frowned again, then raised his hand and touched his earlobe.