It was a scene of frenzied looting.
Wanqiji took a step back helplessly, and Baili Xijiang stepped forward, "Hey, hey, don't rush, let's ask Aji if he wants to choose a master first."
When Aji is fighting, his reactions are quick, accurate, and ruthless, but he is always a bit slow to react when communicating in daily life.
Baili Xijiang understood his temperament, so he single-handedly blocked the elders' view, then turned to his friend and asked for his thoughts.
"Hasn't your family treated you badly? The masters of the Sword Inquiry Sect are all good. You don't need to listen to your father. Just choose according to your own heart."
"If anyone from the Wanqi family dares to blame you, I'll whip them with my tail to vent your anger."
Having already revealed his dragon identity, Baili Xijiang stopped pretending and proudly puffed out his chest to support his brother.
Wanqi Ji didn't like to talk about the Wanqi family much, but the Wanqi family members treated him rather badly. When they asked him out of curiosity before, Wanqi Ji said with some bitterness that his father wouldn't care.
After mastering the family's sword technique, everyone in the Wanqi family could enter the four major sects, but he was the only one who was confined to the clan and not allowed to leave after mastering it.
More than two years.
Every day, he would kneel at the door of his father's study from sunrise until sunset, when he would limp back home.
Day after day.
One day, his father severely ridiculed him, belittling his swordsmanship and despising his body-refining techniques.
Then, mockingly, he allowed him to inquire about the Sword Sect, but only to enter the outer sect.
It is absolutely forbidden to take Mahayana Buddhism as one's teacher.
Wan Qiji was puzzled, but he was still happy to carry his big sword back to pack his things.
He was so excited late at night that he couldn't sleep. He was wide awake and surprised to see his father enter his room.
His father seemed kinder at night than during the day, and he could feel the heavy paternal love hidden in his father's gaze.
The father sighed.
He gently reminded them again: Stay in the outer sect, keep a low profile, and remember to stay far away from the secluded caves of those powerful cultivators in the back mountains of the Sword Inquiry Sect.
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At this point in his recollection, Wanqiji suddenly came to his senses.
Could his father's words of advice before he left home be related to the mysterious power within him?
"Are you sad? Don't be sad. If your family doesn't like you, come to Longyuan in the future, and I'll protect you."
Seeing that Wan Qiji had stopped talking, Baili Xijiang cautiously nudged his shoulder.
Wanqiji smiled and shook his head at him, then walked past him and came to the elders.
He bowed deeply to them.
"Feel sorry."
He had an unusual power within him, and he previously thought it was because his father didn't love him, so he told him to keep a low profile and give up on himself.
But now that he has discovered his unusual nature, perhaps... his father wants him to hide himself.
But he…
Wan Qiji felt a sudden, throbbing pain between his brows as he faced the puzzled gazes of his seniors.
After the Sword Inquiry Competition, he was already the center of attention in the Sword Inquiry Sect.
The back mountain where the great master had gone into seclusion, as my father had mentioned—
He is currently in the forbidden area behind the mountain.
Wan Qiji closed his eyes, his heart heavy.
"Hey, you kids, why do you all love to stay outside the gate?"
"Are there any treasures in the outer sect?"
The Ferocious Mysterious Immortal glared and fumed.
Upon hearing this, everyone's gaze shifted from Wan Qiji to Baili Xijiang, while Xiaolong stared wide-eyed innocently.
Of course he has to stay in the outer sect; his master is there.
Wanqiji did not become an apprentice, and chose to stay and wait with Baili Xijiang.
After the excitement subsided, everyone in front of the screen turned their attention to that stubborn figure.
The person inside the light screen was forced to lie half-prone on the ground, yet her back remained straight. Her disheveled hair was stained with cold sweat on her neck, and her ponytail was held high as usual, just like her unyielding pride.
Bright red blood dripped down her lips. There was no one behind her, and the sound of the blood dripping made the entire tower seem both quiet and terrifying.
Her face was deathly pale, devoid of any color. Beneath the similar features, one could vaguely see the frail yet resolute shadow of Song Tingwan.
If you look closely, you can see that her pupils are unfocused, which means that her will to resist spiritual pressure has weakened.
Those outside the light screen were deeply worried.
Baili Xijiang and Wanqiji almost couldn't bear to watch.
The three of them are all in worse situations than the other.
Don't tell Song Tingwan when you go out.
The two exchanged a glance and reached a tacit understanding.
Not only did they suffer a terrible defeat, but they also failed, and they were too embarrassed to even mention it.
Outside the forbidden area, an invisible pressure descended upon the woman who sat alone by the window, filled with worry and anxiety.
Song Tingwan's face turned pale instantly, and she clutched her chest, arching her back and breathing heavily.
I felt a strong pang of heart palpitations.
It made her extremely uneasy.
"Is it... Ayao? No, I have to go find her."
She rarely lost her composure, and stumbled out to look for Yun Qian.
The disciples of the main peak, seeing her weak appearance, surrounded her with concern, only to hear that she wanted to find Senior Brother Yun Qian.
"The eldest and second senior brothers are both in the forbidden area."
It is said that the sect leader summoned him away.
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"It seems my junior sister is about to give up," Chu Hou said casually.
As soon as he said that, everyone present glared at him.
"What, isn't this the truth?"
Chu Hou felt very innocent and pointed to the person in the picture who was as still as a sculpture.
Yan Shanjun gritted his teeth, feeling worried for his youngest apprentice and also distressed for his second apprentice.
"If you can't speak properly, then shut up."
Yun Qian ignored his second junior brother, quietly frowned, put his hands behind his back, and stared nervously at his junior sister.
Hurry up and continue, junior sister, stand up.
Suddenly, the communication talisman in the storage ring started flashing wildly.
He was startled and listened to the telepathic message with a distracted expression.
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