CBGC - ch139.2

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Su Tingyun's head is spinning from what she's hearing. She used to think that Bai Su must have suffered oppression at home, but now it seems not entirely true. At least, the current group of people all have smiles on their faces, appearing very friendly. Especially the middle-aged man walking in the front, his smile is warm and gentle, like a breeze in spring, making people feel at ease at first glance.

Of course, in the cultivation world, appearances can be deceiving, and knowing someone's face doesn't mean knowing their heart.

Bai Changge walks up to Su Tingyun, solemnly saying, "Granny, seeing is better than a hundred rumors. Today, to the honor to meet you, you truly live up to your reputation."

Su Tingyun: "..."

"Um, hello." Su Tingyun looks awkward, not sure how to respond. She almost extends her hand for a handshake, but she had just rubbed Big Bai's back and her hands are oily. In that instant, she pulls her hand back.

"Thank you for helping us find the Word Spirit."

Oh no, she's bonded with Big Bai, and now the owner has come to inquire. Su Tingyun suddenly feels a bit nervous. She knows she's at fault, so she can't muster much courage now. After a moment of thought, she waves at Big Bai, "Big Bai, come here."

Big Bai immediately shrinks and bounces over to Su Tingyun. She speaks to Big Bai with a somewhat subdued tone, "Say hello to everyone."

They are your family too.

They've been looking for you for over ten thousand years.

Big Bai: "Hello, thank you. I'm sorry." Recently, she’s been learning polite expressions from Granny. As soon as she’s told to greet, Big Bai blurts out all of them.

Little Bai: "So stupid."

Two voices coming from one body leave Bai Changge momentarily unsure of how to respond. His mind is profoundly shaken. Still, with one shock after another, it becomes a continuous stream. At this point, Bai Changge is starting to feel a bit numb.

The Word Spirit being talkative is one thing, but greeting people, saying thank you, and apologizing? Bai Changge suddenly admires Su Tingyun deeply. If she can educate those unruly young people in the family, maybe she can turn them into outstanding young cultivators with excellent moral qualities in the True Immortal Realm.

After all, if she can train even teh Word Spirit, what can't she achieve?

Building relationships is an effort that takes one step at a time, and the Bai family doesn't make any demands on Su Tingyun. Instead, they wander around the Obliteration Sword Tower, taking a look at Word Spirit’s living environment. The cultivators of the Tower each take responsibility for guiding a few people, acting like tour guides. The Bai family members follow them in groups of three to five, like a group of wealthy young elites on a day trip to rural attractions.

Su Tingyun talks to Bai Su about recent events. She mainly discusses the seal at the bottom of the Cleansing Sword Lake, elaborates on the situation with her Little Uncle, and mentions the Heavenly Water, the Qilian Mountains and the Demon Realm, as well as the Beauty Scroll. Anything she can't figure out, she tells Bai Su all at once.

Bai Su feels a headache coming on. He never expected Su Tingyun to get involved in so many things. He massages his temples. "Water that rivals the Kunlun Divine Tree, Heavenly Fire, and Living Earth? In the True Immortal Realm, there's the Tianhe, the River of Heaven; I’m not sure if it could meet your criteria."

He pauses and continues, "The Demon Realm, the Beauty Scroll, I've heard of them. When I traveled through the three thousand realms back then, I caught wind of the Beauty Scroll. Once it appears, that realm descends into chaos – either destruction or rebirth."

But rebirth is a rarity, perhaps one in a hundred.

The three thousand realms operate independently, not interfering with each other. When they, the cultivators from the Upper Realm, descend to the Lower Realms, their spiritual energy is constrained. If they were to confront demons, it would be tantamount to suicide. Even when combating demons, using spells with spiritual energy still incurs Divine Punishment.

So, who would be willing to sacrifice themselves to save some unfamiliar beings in the Lower Realm?

The only ones who can save them are themselves.

Finally, Bai Su continues, "Those Seals suppressed newly born creatures, and the methods are similar. It seems that the sword cultivator who stole the Word Spirt is indeed connected to the Obliteration Sword Tower."

Just as he mentions this, a person angrily shouts, his voice like rolling thunder, almost deafening everyone's ears!

"No wonder Word Spirit was found here. You're the ones who stole Word Spirit in the first place!"

Bai Su's Third Uncle stands before the obelisk in the main hall of the Obliteration Sword Tower, shouting in a stern voice. He had clashed with the black-clothed sword cultivator at that time, and was even injured by the sword intent. Now, he naturally recognizes the sword intent on the obelisk!

As the words fall, the Bai family members all change expressions. The previously smiling handsome men now wear serious looks, brimming with anger. The mood shifts instantly, the autumn wind howls, cold rises in the air, and tension fills the atmosphere.

Responsible for guiding Ninth Elder and Bai Su's Third Uncle on the tour is, of course, the head of the Obliteration Sword Tower. Though the head's strength is modest, she oversees the affairs of the Obliteration Sword Tower, holding a high position and garnering respect from the disciples. Even Big Bai is quite close to her.

After the Third Uncle angrily shouts, the Sect Leader Ling Xiao, who stands beside him with a gentle smile, furrows her brows. "Didn't you just say that Big Bai was taken away thirteen thousand years ago? Among the cultivators here, the oldest is only a thousand years old."

Finally, she adds, "So, it turns out that you, senior, are already tens of thousands of years old. My apologies for the oversight and the inadequate hospitality. Please forgive us. Have you been tired after all this time? Why not take a rest first?"

Third Uncle: "..."

What kind of tone is this?

Is he really that old? He hasn't even married or had children yet!