Bai Xiu!
So his surname really is Bai!
The Bai family members exchanged glances, their faces showing excitement.
The world thought the younger generation of their Bai family were all mediocrities.
Who would have thought that from within the Bai family, a genius expert with the strength to crush the Four Guardians would emerge.
Bai Chenshan was extremely excited, murmuring: Heaven helps our Bai family, heaven helps our Bai family!
Hahaha, Bai Chenghu, tell us quickly, is he your illegitimate son?
Hahaha, you're talking nonsense!
Looking at the joyful crowd of the Bai family, Bai Xiu raised an eyebrow.
Um, there might be some misunderstanding here.
Bai Xiu scratched his head and said lightly.
He was from the mortal world, how could he possibly have any connection with their immortal sect's Bai family.
They weren't even on the same wavelength; trying to establish a connection was impossible!
Bai Chenshan raised his hand, a blue-purple lightning appearing in his palm. He smiled and said: This is the evidence!
In the world, the nine spiritual elements each have their own distinct colors.
Metal spiritual power is gold, wood spiritual power is green, water spiritual power is blue, fire spiritual power is red, earth spiritual power is yellow, wind spiritual power is cyan, lightning spiritual power is purple, dark spiritual power is black, light spiritual power is white.
But the lightning spiritual power of their Bai family is different from the ordinary purple; it's blue-purple!
This is a unique trait!
Bai Xiu raised an eyebrow and said: That doesn't seem to be conclusive proof.
Bai Chenshan took out a double-edged spear similar in style to Bai Xiu's: And the weapon!
Seeing this, Bai Xiu grew suspicious. His spear was a reward from the system... and to be honest, the appearance was indeed somewhat similar.
Click!
Bai Chenshan twisted the double-edged spear in his hand, and it separated into two short spears, which he showed to Bai Xiu.
Bai Xiu:
...
Where's the justice in this!
I really have nothing to do with you all.
For a moment, Bai Xiu didn't know how to explain.
The lightning spiritual vein was because he ingested the Lightning Spirit Origin in the Hongtian Secret Realm, and the spear was gifted by the system. Using these to determine blood relations was too absurd.
It's definitely not a coincidence. I, Bai Chenshan, have lived for over seventy years and have never seen another family possess a blue-purple lightning vein. Moreover, you possess the Bai family's ancestral double-edged spear. Most crucially, your surname is Bai!
Bai Chenshan stared into Bai Xiu's eyes and said solemnly.
Ning Er, standing nearby, also nodded: Big brother, it seems you really are a member of the Bai family.
This old man's name is Bai Chenshan...
Bai Xiu slightly raised an eyebrow, sensing something amiss, and asked suspiciously: Then, have you ever heard the name Bai Chenxiang?
Mentioning this name, Bai Chenshan's eyes dimmed, his voice sorrowful: She is my older sister. However, she passed away sixty years ago...
Sixty years ago, Bai Chenxiang accidentally entered the forbidden land and was never heard from again.
Later, news of her death came from the Heavenly Palace!
The matter was very strange. At the time of his sister's passing, Bai Chenshan's parents refused to speak about it.
But Bai Chenshan knew it must have been related to the Heavenly Palace!
This filled the young Bai Chenshan with hatred for the Heavenly Palace back then.
Bai Xiu understood somewhat and said seriously: Bai Chenxiang is my grandmother!
You are my sister's grandson!
Bai Chenshan suddenly realized, looking at Bai Xiu excitedly: Then my sister, she...
Bai Xiu said slowly: However, now she is in another world!
Bai Chenshan's eyes filled with sorrow, and he slowly closed them.
Already in another world...
Immortal Sect World.
A biting cold wind swept across the desolate northern lands.
Barren and desolate, as far as the eye could see, a vast expanse of golden yellow sand stretched endlessly.
Ah Wei, this place of yours is really hard to find.
An Yi, wearing a helmet, looked at the sand outside and said with emotion.
Um, my name is Via... Via said softly.
Looking at this barren desert, An Yi asked curiously: Ah Wei, the Ghost Hand of your clan, you said it comes from drinking the Holy Spring you mentioned?
Via, seeing he couldn't correct him, reluctantly accepted the name Ah Wei: Not exactly. The Holy Spring's spiritual power is too abundant; our bodies cannot absorb it. We can only use it for wiping.
As he spoke, Via raised his thick arm, showing a proud smile: Strengthening the hand is most useful for us. Most clansmen can only strengthen up to the wrist, but I am the only one in the clan who can strengthen up to the arm!
Sō desu ne! (I see!)
An Yi nodded slightly.
After Via's explanation, An Yi suddenly understood the principle.
This spring water contained rich dark spiritual power, which the human body fundamentally couldn't withstand. Therefore, they had to use a part of their body to gradually adapt to this dark spiritual power.
Following Via through the desert, the two arrived at an oasis.
We're here. This is the settlement of our Ghost Hand clan...
Via looked at the scene before him, his voice becoming choked, his eyes red.
His so-called settlement was now a desolate ruin of broken walls, overgrown with wild grass. Birds and beasts occasionally moved among the dilapidated houses.
An Yi sighed softly: My condolences.
He had also heard Via's story.
The entire tribe had vanished as if into thin air, leaving not a trace behind.
Even An Yi found it very strange. Vaguely, he felt something was not quite right.
So many years have passed.
Via forced a smile and led An Yi to a mountain spring: Boss, ahead is the Holy Spring.
A stream flowed gurgling over the rocks.
What made it different from an ordinary spring was that this water was black.
Like ink.
An Yi pondered for a long time, staring at Via's thick arm, and raised an eyebrow: Ah Wei, is your arm really because of soaking in the Holy Spring? Quick, swear it!
Via nodded and said solemnly: Immortal sect people don't lie to immortal sect people!
Then I'm relieved!
An Yi revealed a meaningful smile, took out a canned water bucket from his storage space, pressed it into the spring, and started filling it glug-glug-glug.
What Heavenly Star Grass, Tiger Yang Pill, they're weak, utterly weak!
From now on, call him An Thirty!
An Yi, happily filling water, suddenly his expression turned serious, and he said in a deep voice: This spring water is not right!
Via asked puzzled: What's wrong with it?
Stay back!
An Yi plunged his hand into the spring water, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes. He smiled faintly and said softly: Devour!
Instantly.
A frenzy of dark spiritual power, with An Yi at the center, formed a vortex-like shape, starting to voraciously swallow the dark spiritual power from the Holy Spring.
Boss, this...
Via was shocked, not understanding what An Yi was doing.
An Yi's eyes were icy.
At first, he had wondered why there was a Holy Spring here. Now he discovered the trick.
This was simply a spirit gathering array! And it had existed for a very long time!
Suddenly, night fell.
The clear sky from moments ago was covered by darkness.
This world plunged into darkness.
As if the oasis and Via from before were all illusions... in this world, only An Yi remained!
An Yi threw away the water bucket, shook the water off his hand, and said coldly: Stop playing these ghostly tricks, come out.
To think they tried to fool him with that thick illusion, unforgivable!
Did they really think he came all the way to this desolate place just for this?!
Superficial!
He had sensed something was wrong here all along!
Demon, I have waited a thousand years for you!
An ancient, distant voice slowly sounded.
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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