Volume One, Chapter 16: The Young Master Is Actually the Ancestral Master

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Bai Zhi hadn’t expected Lin Caibing to possess such a persuasive charm. In just two sentences, she had already changed his mind.

“But I still think you two should separate,” Chen Qing suddenly spoke, her voice now tinged with coldness.

Seeing Yuan Lingqing’s expression change, Lin Caibing stepped forward.

“Young Master, didn’t you say you had no entanglement with the mistress? You—”

Before she could finish, Lin Caibing’s body was flung backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing violently into a pillar behind her.

“When I’m speaking, you don’t get to interrupt.”

Witnessing this, Yuan Lingqing was shocked, and the disciples waiting outside immediately surged forward. Zhou Yan and Han Sheng hurried to help Lin Caibing up, while the others surrounded Chen Qing with hostile expressions.

“Bai Zhi, you truly are something. The people you brought—one ruined our sect’s buildings, and the other even dares to harm others! Today, I will—”

Before he could finish, Yuan Lingqing’s body was sent flying like a broken sack, smashing through wooden tables and chairs.

Chen Qing slowly lowered her hand, coldly staring him down. The previously concealed aura exploded forth instantly.

The overwhelming pressure from the Fragmentation Realm emanated, causing everyone present to pale and collapse to their knees, even Bai Zhi nearly lost his footing.

“Master... please do not be angry...”

Bai Zhi struggled to maintain his stance, clutching Chen Qing’s sleeve.

Noticing Bai Zhi’s pale face, Chen Qing withdrew her aura.

The disciples on the ground felt the terrifying pressure ease immediately and looked up at Chen Qing in shock.

Did they hear correctly? Bai Zhi called her “Master”?

If Bai Zhi’s master, then she was their sect ancestor!

They had just been openly defying the sect ancestor?

Cheng Yang and Lin Caibing’s faces were already pale, their lips trembling, yet they still held onto a faint hope, glancing at Yuan Lingqing struggling to rise behind them.

Staggering forward, Yuan Lingqing knelt before Chen Qing.

“Greetings, Master. This disciple has been unfilial, failing to recognize you...”

“I originally wanted to mediate peace, but now...” Chen Qing snorted coldly, “I understand why Zhi insisted on separating from you.”

Yuan Lingqing looked up in horror.

“Master! It was Bai Zhi’s fault! She not only abused disciples recklessly, stole the sect’s spirit stones and treasures, but also colluded with the demon clan, destroying our Yunqing Sect...”

“Enough.”

Chen Qing returned to her calm demeanor.

“I have eyes; I will see for myself.”

She took out the marriage token and placed it in Bai Zhi’s hand.

“Zhi, you decide.”

“Thank you, Master... If you don’t want this place reduced to rubble by heavenly thunder, then go to the Tribulation Altar.”

Bai Zhi looked at the jade pendant in her hand, tossed a word to Yuan Lingqing, and turned away calmly.

Yuan Lingqing’s face was ashen, kneeling on the ground for a long moment, unable to regain composure.

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This time... she was truly serious.

Lin Caibing clutched her chest, staggering to Yuan Lingqing’s side, her face full of anxiety.

“Master, no... if you separate, your fortune will be damaged...”

Her anxiety was genuine.

After all, Yuan Lingqing was her greatest target, and their fortunes were closely linked to Bai Zhi’s. The two were one entity; Yuan Lingqing’s fortune would multiply with Bai Zhi’s. If separated, both would suffer diminished fortunes.

In fact, Yuan Lingqing’s fortune would decline even more sharply.

She had schemed for many years and could not bear to watch her prized target deteriorate.

“She really... actually did it...”

Yuan Lingqing still kept her head bowed, murmuring with hollow eyes.

Lin Caibing saw this, her heart anxious, and her anger and hatred grew stronger.

She couldn’t believe Bai Zhi could suddenly be so resolute.

The Bai Zhi she knew was someone who would forsake everything for love.

“This isn’t right... this can’t be right!”

Just as she was about to get up and chase after Bai Zhi—no matter if Bai Zhi trampled on her dignity, she had to stop her—

“Wait, little girl, where do you think you’re going?”

A voice filled with authority sounded overhead. Lin Caibing lifted her eyes and met Chen Qing’s icy gaze, shivering all over.

“You’re only a Foundation Establishment cultivator; how do you know the special nature of their fortunes?”

Chen Qing’s probing eyes pierced Lin Caibing’s heart like a sharp sword.

Tears welled up and blurred her vision, hiding her emotions.

“I... I just heard about it...”

Yuan Lingqing stood up and pulled Lin Caibing behind her, lowering her gaze, her voice hoarse.

“Master, Bing’er is still young and only worried. Please don’t blame her. I will go find Zhi and explain clearly.”

Watching them leave, Chen Qing’s eyes narrowed slightly.

The Tribulation Altar was at the mountain’s summit.

The circular platform was the best place to watch the sunrise.

When Yunqing Sect was newly established, Yuan Lingqing stood here, holding Bai Zhi’s shoulder, gazing into the distance, saying that now they had a home and no longer needed to wander.

Alas, now they could only watch the heavy sunset.

Bai Zhi took a deep breath, suppressing the bitterness in her heart.

After the sunset comes a new beginning.

Hastened footsteps sounded behind her. Bai Zhi turned, full of surprise.

It was the Sixth Disciple, Xie Liangyu, who had been training away for half a year.

“Mistress!”

Seeing his dusty and worn appearance, Bai Zhi’s heart stirred.

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“Little Six?”

“Mistress! Why are you abandoning us? Isn’t it just...”

He swallowed several times, unable to finish his sentence.

He knew Mistress wouldn’t want to hear such words.

Bai Zhi’s expression remained indifferent as she turned to look into the distance.

Xie Liangyu was the disciple most similar to her in character—emotional and obsessed with alchemy. Unfortunately, his comprehension wasn’t very high.

In previous lifetimes, Bai Zhi had taught him everything she knew; his later achievements were also along the path of alchemy, steadily reaching heights others could only dream of.

But she herself had taken six lifetimes of poisonous pills. Not fatal, but worse than death.

Until the moment she was killed, the torment finally ended.

Those pills were all forced into her mouth by Xie Liangyu himself.

This lifetime, those events hadn’t yet happened. For now, Xie Liangyu still cared deeply for her.

Learning of Mistress’s situation, he hurried back, unable to believe she would willingly abandon them.

“Mistress, no matter how angry you are, you can’t leave us behind!”

Xie Liangyu’s voice choked with emotion, his eyes sincere.

He had traveled extensively for years and hadn’t suffered much from Lin Caibing’s poison. But still...

Bai Zhi steeled her heart and turned her head away.

“Mistress...”

“Bai Zhi!”

Before Xie Liangyu could finish, Yuan Lingqing arrived with a group of disciples.

“Come up. It seems quite a crowd has gathered for our matter.”

Seeing Yuan Lingqing’s sullen face as she approached, Bai Zhi held the token in her hand and glanced coldly at the disciples.

“Stay away if you don’t want to die.”

Startled, Xie Liangyu hurried onto the altar and knelt before Bai Zhi.

“Mistress, please don’t abandon us, I...”

Except for Cheng Yang, the other disciples also rushed onto the altar, kneeling en masse.

This was tacitly allowed by Yuan Lingqing.

With them here, he didn’t believe Bai Zhi would summon heavenly thunder to harm these children.

“Zhi, I know you’re impulsive now, but for the sake of these children, once you calm down, let’s sit down and talk properly?”

Yuan Lingqing’s tone was somewhat unnatural but clearly softened, laced with coaxing.

“If you’re angry over such trivial matters, I can apologize to you...”