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For several days, there has been no progress, and the most anxious among us is probably Flower Tears. White Soul is likely not far from their five-hundredth birthday.
The wild ghost remains unchanged, always appearing indifferent as if the sky could fall and it wouldn't concern them. Just having broken through the Realm of the Supreme Lord, they are quietly focusing on their cultivation. Then there's Silver Moon, who seems to always have everything under control; they appear unhurried, quietly keeping their eyes closed, and I can't tell what they're thinking.
Only I feel restless inside, especially when I see Silver Moon.
Sighing, I rest my chin on my left hand, boredly looking outside.
No! I've made up my mind; I need to go to the ancestral hall again. With that thought, I nervously glance at Silver Moon and find them still with their eyes closed, so I breathe a sigh of relief. But as I turn my head, my gaze falls into another pair of eyes nearby, deep and terrifying.
It's the wild ghost.
To be honest, I've always been curious about the mask on their face; I've never seen them take it off.
"Let me in; you get out of the way!"
"Second Young Master, you cannot enter. The Master has ordered that outsiders are not allowed in this courtyard."
"Hmph! You all fear that monster; I do not! Today I'm going in; I'm going to avenge the villagers who died in Holy Spirit Village!"
"Second Young Master, please don't make it difficult for us. The Master has given orders that no one can disobey."
Outside, there was a loud commotion. Flower Tears nervously looked at White Soul as Silver Moon, the wild ghost, and I stood up to head outside.
This courtyard is usually home to just a few of us; outside there are a few guards who claim to be protecting us. We all know it's more like a precaution.
"You hurry and inform the Master!" one guard urgently said to another nearby.
"The master has left."
"Enough with the nonsense, go find him!"
What caught my eye was a handsome young man, not much older than us, surrounded by several guards who were tightly holding him back. It seemed he wanted to enter this courtyard.
Having stayed at the Bai Residence for a few days, I had some understanding of the place. Bai Qingtian had four sons and one daughter: the eldest son Bai Yao, the second son Bai Zhan, the third son Bai Li, the fourth son White Soul, and the youngest daughter Bai Zhen'er. Not long ago, Bai Yao mysteriously disappeared without a trace, yet strangely, no one from the large Bai Residence seemed to be searching for him, as if nothing had happened.
"Your Highness, young master, young lady." The guards performed a symbolic salute upon seeing us.
"What’s going on?" Silver Moon asked.
"Are you the prince of the Demon Clan?" The one causing a ruckus outside was none other than Bai Zhan, the second son of the Bai Residence.
Silver Moon looked at him without any expression and remained silent.
"I don’t care who you all are; today I will kill that monster to avenge my brother!"
The monster he referred to must be White Soul, but what did Bai Yao's death have to do with White Soul?
"If you say another word, I’ll make sure you can never speak again." A cold voice came from beside me; it was the Wild Ghost, surprisingly speaking so many words.
"What are you? How dare you speak to me like that!" Bai Zhan appeared to be hot-tempered and reckless.
"Sky Breaking Axe!" The Wild Ghost shouted loudly.
Neither Silver Moon nor Reckless intervened, leaving me with no choice but to frown and watch from the side.
Pure white energy surrounded the Wild Ghost; it seemed he was close to breaking through and had already reached High-ranking Dark Saint.
“Thunder Strike, Thousand-Jin Slash.”
Wow, that's powerful. If this strike were to be executed with full force, the Bai Residence would likely be destroyed. Fortunately, the wild ghost isn't completely irrational and has held back a bit.
In a moment of desperation, Bai Zhan activated his defense but was still sent flying far away.
“I'll fight you to the end!” Bai Zhan shouted as he got back up.
Unexpectedly, this Bai Zhan had also reached the level of a High-ranking Dark Saint!
“Funeral of the Snow God!”
Damn it, the wild ghost spared him once, and now he has murderous intent!
This move is too strong, especially when Bai Zhan is enraged. The ground instantly froze, and a sharp chill surged toward the wild ghost.
“Fire Move, Burning Heaven Slash.” A massive flame enveloped the axe as it swung toward the incoming ice pillar.
But it wasn't over; the ice pillar suddenly transformed into countless ice needles that shot back toward the wild ghost, leaving no place to hide.
I was about to step forward when Silver Moon grabbed my arm, calmly smiling as she said, “That guy isn't that weak.”
Before I could think further, the ice needles were already closing in on the wild ghost. To my surprise, he didn't launch any counterattack or even defend himself; he stood there calmly.
Here it comes!
“Bang!” A tremendous impact sound echoed as every ice needle that touched the wild ghost shattered instantly into nothingness.
Bai Zhan's previously confident expression froze in shock as he stared blankly at the wild ghost. I was equally stunned; in a battle of equal levels, it was as if he was fighting effortlessly.
The Wild Ghost glanced disdainfully at Bai Zhan, lightly murmuring as a Seven-Colored Flower appeared in his hand.
Could the Wild Ghost be serious now?!
At this moment, Bai Zhan seemed to be filled with immense humiliation, gritting his teeth and glaring fiercely at the Wild Ghost.
This is bad; he wouldn't be planning to self-destruct, would he? To deliver a fatal blow to his opponent, would he really self-destruct? This Bai Zhan truly has a violent temper.
Beside him, Silver Moon also seemed to disagree, frowning but taking no action.
"Unfilial son, stop this at once!" came the furious roar of the White Clan Leader from a distance.
Bai Zhan immediately jolted and ceased his attack.
The Wild Ghost snorted and turned to leave, not forgetting to mock Bai Zhan before departing. Watching the Wild Ghost's retreating figure, I began to wonder what kind of race the Wild Ghost belonged to and where he came from; he was truly formidable.
Moreover, Silver Moon beside me seemed to have known everything all along, remaining calm throughout. Sigh, everyone here is just so peculiar.
"Dad, what are you doing here?" Bai Zhan slightly restrained himself but couldn't hide the anger in his tone.
"You fool, if I hadn't come, you would have been dead long ago."
"Dad, I—" Bai Zhan struggled to find words during the day.
The White Clan Leader looked complexly in the direction where the Wild Ghost had left before turning to Silver Moon, hesitating to speak.
Silver Moon smiled lightly and nodded without saying a word.
I felt helpless; what on earth was going on here?
"Alas, it seems we have all grown old," the White Clan Leader remarked, not sure if he was speaking to the steward beside him or to us.
"Your Highness, please forgive my son's recklessness," he said, grabbing Bai Zhan's arm.
"I won't take this matter to heart."
"Father, you don't need to apologize to them. Today it was my incompetence that failed to kill that monster. When I become stronger in the future, I will definitely slay it!"
Hearing this, I could no longer hold back.
"Bai Zhan, may I ask why you are blaming the disappearance of Bai Yao on White Soul?"
"Hmph, if he had followed the Divine Beast Lord's orders and gone to make the sacrifice back then, he wouldn't have angered the Divine Beast Lord. Our Holy Spirit Village wouldn't have lost a person mysteriously within half a month."
"Alas, forget it; this is all due to Old Man's incompetence!" the White Clan Leader said painfully.
"Father, what is there that cannot be said? Fine, if you want to know, I will tell you," Bai Zhan said with an air of righteousness as he shook off the White Clan Leader's hand and took a few steps forward.
"Every five hundred years, a Cursed Child is born in our Holy Spirit Village. This Cursed Child carries an ominous fate; their existence is destined to bring death to those around them. Therefore, after their death, they must be sacrificed to the Divine Beast Lord in exchange for hundreds of years of stability for our Holy Spirit Village. However, White Soul, as a Cursed Child, defied the Divine Beast Lord's orders and even had his mother injure the Divine Beast Lord for him; otherwise, he wouldn't have been mortally wounded. He left without a word, but what about us? We people of Holy Spirit Village must bear the consequences of his mistakes. The Divine Beast Lord became enraged and cursed us; people keep disappearing. Our Holy Spirit Village had a population of millions, and now there are less than a thousand households left. Tell me, who is to blame for all this?!"
It seems that all the answers lie with that divine beast; only by bringing it out can the truth surface.
"Foolish! If there is a divine beast in the shrine, it must possess compassion; how could it be so brutal? Moreover, while I cannot speak for past Cursed Children who were sacrificed after death, White Soul is alive; he has the right to choose his own fate. Why should you make decisions for him?! Furthermore, I see you as a true monster; even if you share the same parents and he is your biological brother, you keep shouting about wanting to kill him. Even the lowest races in the underworld do not kill their brothers; what about you? Do you think you deserve to be called Holy Spirit Village?"
I was somewhat agitated; I just didn't understand what wrong White Soul had done—he and Flower Tears were clearly so pitiful. Breathing heavily, I felt a tightness in my chest.
The White Clan Leader closed his eyes and sighed before allowing the steward to help him leave. Only Bai Zhan remained; he seemed unable to accept my words and trembled with clenched fists.
"Ah!" Bai Zhan suddenly shouted and ran away.
The surroundings fell silent again, leaving only us.
"Xi Meng, have you noticed?"
I looked up in confusion at Silver Moon beside me.
"You've changed, you've become stronger," Silver Moon said with a smile, patting my shoulder.
Have I changed? I just want to protect everyone around me and hope they don't get hurt.
Rebellious seemed to agree, nodding slightly and showing his signature sunny smile.
I couldn't help but grin back; well, it seems I have indeed become a little stronger.
Shaking my head and turning around, I noticed not far away were White Soul and Flower Tears.
That scene.
The eternally distant White Soul, ethereal and unmatched, dressed in white, gently caressing the nearby Willow Tree. His white hair danced with the willow branches, and on his proud face were—tears?
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