To this day, Master Baiyun still doesn’t know that his wife was killed by Demon Flame Heavenly Sovereign, and his daughter was taken by him.
Ling Xiao’s dislike for old man Baiyun, yet lack of hatred towards him, is probably tied to this tragic experience.
This man’s life has been too miserable.
After enduring so much, he finally managed to rise, nurturing such an outstanding disciple, a peerless genius, hoping one day to return to the Yuehua Sect through this achievement.
After all, despite still being an outer disciple, he’s essentially been exiled. Without special contributions, he can’t return to the sect.
But in the end, it was all for nothing. The disciple he poured his heart into was so easily taken by the enemy.
Worse still, this disciple wants to cut off his ears as a token of allegiance.
Alas, such a pitiful man—how could Ling Xiao not feel sympathy? After all, despite his bias, the old man never did anything too outrageous to him.
This Demon Flame Heavenly Sovereign is a thousand, no, a hundred times more despicable than old man Baiyun! Not only did he steal someone’s sacred bone, but he also trampled on their dignity. It’s clear he deliberately wants to destroy old man Baiyun.
If there were deep-seated grudges, that’d be one thing, but the problem is, Master Baiyun not only never wronged Demon Flame Heavenly Sovereign, but before joining the Yuehua Sect, he was incredibly loyal to him.
“Damn it, it’s making me want to stand up for this old man Baiyun!”
Honestly, as merely an entry-level disciple of Master Baiyun, he has no real attachment to him.
Coupled with Baiyun’s bias, he even finds the old man somewhat repulsive.
But recalling the diary he read earlier, combined with Heisuo’s words and the things done today, it sparked an intense urge in him.
If there’s a chance, he must do something for this可怜 old man.
And now, he probably has no choice but to do something.
Crossing Heisuo means crossing Demon Flame Heavenly Sovereign.
Whether he admits it or not, Demon Flame Heavenly Sovereign will see him as Master Baiyun’s disciple. In this lifetime, completely cutting ties with old man Baiyun seems impossible.
So, standing up for old man Baiyun is also for his own future.
“Thank you, senior!”
Ling Xiao bowed to the woman in the purple dress.
“Hehe, senior? I’m not much older than you.”
The woman smiled and waved her hand. “Besides, even if I hadn’t shown up, Heisuo couldn’t have killed you. With your movement skills, you might’ve worn him down.”
“You’re too kind, sister.”
Since she’s not much older, he’ll call her sister instead of senior.
“You’re quick to warm up. Fine, I’m here today to take Yixue away. You’re close to her, so you’ll need to help me persuade her.”
The woman in the purple dress said.
“Take Senior Sister Yixue away?”
Ling Xiao was stunned. “Sister, I don’t quite understand.”
“You’re so smart, how could you not understand? You heard earlier—Heisuo recognized me as a member of the Soul Clan.”
The woman in the purple dress smiled. “This time, I’m taking Yixue away for her own good.”
“For her own good?”
“Yes, she’s from the Soul Clan and isn’t qualified to enter the Twelve Sects. Your Human Clan, Ninja Clan, Blue-Eye Clan, and Barbarian Clan were one family ten thousand years ago, but our Soul Clan isn’t.”
The woman continued, “Think about it—you can enter the sect to improve your strength, but what about her?”
“That makes sense, but sister, you’ve got to convince me you won’t harm Senior Sister Yixue, right?”
Ling Xiao frowned.
“That’s simple. Yixue, come take a look. Back then, the Soul Clan faced some trouble, and you were sent to Tianfeng City for safekeeping to avoid danger. Now that everything’s settled, it’s time for you to return and inherit the family legacy.”
As she spoke, the woman took out a mirror.
Ling Yixue walked over.
She and Ling Xiao looked into the mirror together.
Images began to appear in the mirror.
“This is a tool only our Soul Clan can craft. It seals memories inside and plays them back.”
The woman explained.
From the images, it was clear that Ling Yixue’s family had suffered a catastrophe, and to protect her, they sent her away.
Now that the family had recovered, she naturally should return.
“Is this all real?”
Ling Xiao still wasn’t entirely convinced.
“It’s real, all of it.”
Ling Yixue, having watched the entire sequence, was already in tears.
The images had fully unlocked the memories in her mind. The powerful soul force residing in her body wasn’t someone else’s—it was her father’s.
Since Ling Yixue confirmed it was real, Ling Xiao had no more to say.
“Sister, Senior Sister Yixue forcibly boosted her cultivation, which has drastically shortened her lifespan…”
“I can see that, but it’s no issue. What your Twelve Sects have, our Soul Clan has too. What your Twelve Sects don’t have, we also have. Elevating Yixue to the Mortal Realm in a short time is easy.”
The woman in the purple dress smiled.
“Then I’m relieved. Senior Sister Yixue, though I’m reluctant to let you go, it’s clear that going with this sister is better for you.”
Ling Xiao looked at Ling Yixue.
“Junior Brother, why don’t you come with me to the Soul Clan? You’ve offended Heisuo and Demon Flame Heavenly Sovereign. It’ll be hard to survive in the Yuehua Sect.”
Ling Yixue said.
“Senior Sister, you know the martial arts of the Soul Clan are quite different from those of the Human Clan. I’ll definitely visit the Soul Clan, but not now.”
Ling Xiao smiled. “As for Heisuo and Demon Flame Heavenly Sovereign, they’re just stronger enemies. I’m used to challenges like this. It’s nothing.”
“Fine, but stay alive!”
Ling Yixue wasn’t one for many words or heartfelt speeches. Her thoughts were simple.
Ling Xiao was getting stronger, far surpassing her. If this continued, she’d never catch up to him, not even having the ability to protect him.
So, she had to return to the Soul Clan and become stronger.
“Absolutely, Senior Sister, you need to get stronger too. Maybe when I visit the Soul Clan, I’ll need your protection.”
Ling Xiao was truly reluctant to part, but his face showed no trace of longing, because he knew what was best for Ling Yixue.
“Little brother, until we meet again!”
The woman in the purple dress grabbed Ling Yixue’s shoulder, and in an instant, they vanished into the distance, moving even faster than Heisuo had.
No wonder Heisuo was so wary of her.
“Ling Xiao, where’s Master?”
Only then did someone dare to ask about Master Baiyun’s whereabouts.
“Don’t worry, I hid Master. I’ll go get him now.”
Ling Xiao concealed his figure and aura again. When he reappeared, he was carrying Master Baiyun on his back.
Master Baiyun’s breathing was steady, gradually recovering.
The Mountain and River World truly was a treasure, even capable of healing injuries.
Though this passive recovery was slow, at least old man Baiyun wouldn’t die.
Dai Yuling hurriedly came over to use her medical skills to treat Master Baiyun.
Moments later, Master Baiyun woke up.
Though he was no longer in danger, his eyes were filled with gloom and despair.
Looking at the people before him, he let out a long sigh. “Ming Tian’s gone?”
