That brat, sometimes he really gives us a lot of trouble.
Yuheng's sixth brother is the same; now that he can't find his daughter, he's unwilling to return to the sect. For several years, he's been following Qingyun around causing trouble, claiming he's looking for a successor for his daughter.
Don't think he didn't know; Lao Liu only followed because he was moved by it.
The sect leader was deeply worried, sometimes about the two dragons, sometimes about the Grand Elder, and his hair turned much whiter from worry.
Now they also have to face the wrath of the three disciples who have emerged from seclusion by the Grand Elder.
Why is it so difficult for him?
Master is right, Chen Zhou was born to be a hard worker, and there's no way to change that.
The sect leader also had to appease the disciples. The Abyss was in dire need of help, and the cultivation world had dispatched many cultivators, all of whom were at or above the Nascent Soul stage.
Those disciples who finally reached the Golden Core stage couldn't even offer a little help. Even if they went there full of enthusiasm, they didn't know if they would come back alive.
The first thing Wei Wenru did after emerging from seclusion was to contact Nian Wanzhou. Before she could even make the call, she saw a message from the Grand Elder: "The great calamity has arrived. Your father has gone to the front lines to provide support. Daughter, stay home and cultivate diligently, waiting for your father's triumphant return."
But this news was from five days ago!
Good heavens! The three of them, senior and junior, went into seclusion half a month ago. They could have known what was happening outside.
However, the sect leader wanted her to focus on her cultivation and avoid following in her mother's footsteps.
As a result, she didn't even have time to say goodbye to her father, and she didn't know what the great calamity was. Now, filled with worry, she hurriedly went to find the sect leader.
"Sect Master, what is the Great Tribulation? Why not wait until I come out of seclusion before going?" Wei Wenru rushed to the Sect Master, her face anxious.
The sect leader frowned and sighed, "Your father is representing the Heavenly Mystery Sect to investigate the situation on the front lines. We don't know how serious it is yet, so only your father can go. He has recently returned to his peak condition, so he will be fine. Don't worry."
I didn't tell you because I was afraid you'd worry and be unable to concentrate on your cultivation, which could easily lead to you going astray.
Upon hearing this, Wei Wenru's face turned even paler. She dared not act rashly and could only wait, hoping that her father would return safely.
Wei Wenru prayed silently that everyone would be safe.
As the sect leader manipulated the celestial bodies, he slowly recounted the situation:
"You young people probably aren't familiar with the Abyss, and even I don't know much about it. All I know is that the true form of the black mist, which has existed for tens of thousands of years, is sealed there. Back then, the white dragon sacrificed himself, forced to use his own flesh and blood and immortal bones as a catalyst to reinforce a layer of runes in order to suppress the true form of the black mist."
Now... the runes must have been completely destroyed, causing calamity to reappear in the world, plunging the three realms into chaos.
Upon hearing this, Wei Wenru's face grew even paler, because her father was about to protect the mortal world again, and his life was uncertain; also because her junior sister was another white dragon.
"These things can be left to us old folks to handle. Our predecessors took care of them for us before, and now it's our turn."
You are our last buds, our hope. No one wants you to take such a risk. You should lead your junior brothers and sisters in cultivation, and not let the Heavenly Mystery Sect truly... perish.
Wei Wenru remained silent for a moment before voicing her suspicions: "Sect Leader, have you considered what might happen to Wanwan?"
The sect leader, who had just been stumped by the celestial phenomena, suddenly had his vision cleared.
"She is the White Dragon. Perhaps her appearance is a sacrifice arranged by heaven to suppress the black mist once again. But have you ever thought about how unfair it is to the White Dragon to sacrifice herself every time?"
I even suspect that this chaos was deliberately orchestrated by the white dragon that was sacrificed. She treated us the way those people and the Heavenly Dao treated her back then.” Wei Wenru then recalled the strange behavior of the black mist outside the Nine-Story Demon Tower.
"I obtained a celestial artifact from the Nine-Story Demon Tower—it's the immortal bone of the White Dragon, his entire spine!!"
The sect leader stared in astonishment. He had never considered this possibility; no, no one had ever thought of it!
"The immortal bones of that white dragon were stolen by someone during the sacrifice. At that time, the former sect leader was too badly injured to retrieve them and could only watch helplessly as they devoured the white dragon..."
"I never imagined that the immortal bones would be hidden in the Nine-Story Demon Tower for almost ten thousand years." The sect leader dared not think about it.
If this is truly Bai Long's revenge, then the reason for the deaths of those reclusive powerful figures who perished becomes clear: they came seeking revenge!
All of this is actually traceable. Most of those who coveted Nian Wanzhou, those who secretly manipulated things, and those who attacked the Tianji Sect were powerful figures who had previously devoured the White Dragon.
Black mist...
"Not only that, some memories remain in my mind, and I remember what the black mist said: that he wanted Wanwan to continue sacrificing herself to maintain his world."
"I've been in seclusion a lot lately, and my cultivation has improved rapidly. After breaking that restriction, I remembered these words." Wei Wenru covered her forehead, her head throbbing with pain.
The sect leader's voice trembled: "So, in fact, the White Dragon is the Black Mist, but..."
Wei Wenru was also puzzled. Her mind was telling her that things couldn't be that simple; at least, Wanwan had done more than that. But what exactly? She still didn't know.
"I'm afraid only Wanwan knows about this."
But where is she now? Her fate is unknown. How can I ask her?
The sect leader was also helpless: "She just won't come back, and there's nothing we can do! They're such brats, one after another they just can't give us peace of mind!"
"The demons and the black mist have caused widespread devastation, and we... are afraid we don't have much power to resist. At that time, your junior sister will definitely be pushed out again."
That's why I've been having you focus on seclusion, so you can calm your mind and strive for a chance to gain half the power in your ascension. Also, because you are the chosen one of Heaven, and your junior sister is the guardian star of you.
Wei Wenru was stunned, almost choking on her own saliva: "Cough cough cough... What, Sect Master, what did you say??"
"Oh, I'm not surprised that I said you're the chosen one. Your father knows about this too. What, didn't he tell you anything? That's strange. I thought he told you something, which is why you're cultivating so frantically."
The sect leader looked completely innocent, like a cup of very old Longjing tea—you can't say it's bad, but you don't know how to praise it either.
After the sect leader finished speaking, Wei Wenru's face turned as red as a tomato, so red that it seemed as if blood was about to drip from it.
I'm so angry.
Her father hadn't mentioned it to her? Such a big thing, even though he didn't know how true it was, he didn't tell her??
The sect leader is adept at diverting attention.
At this moment, Wei Wenru's mind was filled with thoughts of: Bai Long, Wanwan, the Heavenly Dao, the Chosen One, the Sect Master being a scheming old woman, and her father hiding something from her...
"I understand, Sect Master. Well... I'll go contact Wanwan first. You're busy, you're busy!"
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