Arc 3: Part 56
"Junior Sister Feng Yin Yue said you left, and she's been blaming herself for not taking good care of you. Can you bear to see her so upset? Moreover, didn't they say you have special research on treating spiritual root injuries? Junior Sister Feng Yin Yue happens to have a damaged spiritual root; you must come back with me to take a look at her," Shan Zongguang prattled on endlessly.
"Actually, all the brothers and sisters in the sect have been very worried about you. The sect leader has also mentioned several times how distressed they've been searching for you for so long, but you never respond. Are you trying to worry everyone to death?"
He chattered on and on, causing the expressions of the surrounding disciples from the Artifact Forge to change. Some looked anxiously at Tong Su, fearing that she would agree to go back.
Looking at this male cultivator, they realized he might indeed be from the same sect as Bai Tong. If he succeeded in whisking Bai Tong away, that would be a disaster!
However, after Shan Zongguang hurriedly spilled out a bunch of words, he saw that Tong Su was still calm, showing no trace of guilt. She just lazily responded, "Oh."
He angrily said, "Junior Sister Bai Tong, what does this mean? Are you going back with me or not? Give me a straight answer!"
Then, he saw Tong Su raise an eyebrow, nonchalantly responding, "You need a definitive answer? Well then, I'm not going back."
Shan Zongguang was taken aback, "What?!"
"Brother Shan, I call you 'brother' out of respect for the times we were once in the same sect. However, I've left the sect since I shattered my sect token fifteen years ago, and I never intended to return," said the person in front of him.
This person was Shan Zongguang, a devout follower of Feng Yin Yue in Ziwei Heavenly Palace.
He was over two hundred years old now, still stuck in the mid-stage of the Core Formation stage. He was neither here nor there, which was quite awkward.
However, he had always admired Feng Yin Yue at heart. But Feng Yin Yue was the pride of Ziwei Heavenly Palace, and he was clearly not her match. In order to get an extra glance from Feng Yin Yue, he took the initiative to ingratiate himself, eagerly serving Feng Yin Yue like a dog.
Shan Zongguang widened his eyes in astonishment.
The person in front of him retained her youthful appearance. She had reached the Golden Core stage early, and cultivators slow their aging process. Now her skin was as smooth as jade and as white as snow. Her beauty was at its prime, her cheeks were naturally rosy, and her eyes were as clear as stars and the moon. Her exquisite features were incredibly beautiful.
Compared to when she was in Ziwei Heavenly Palace, her beauty remained the same. However, her lips slightly curled, and her attitude was cool and arrogant. Her every move carried an air of casual nobility. She was not taller than him, but when she looked at him, it felt like she was looking down from a high mountain!
"How… how is this possible?" Shan Zongguang stammered.
Bai Tong was nothing but a naturally foolish child!
When she was still drinking milk, he was already a cultivator in the Core Formation stage. What abilities did she have to look down on him like this?!
Shan Zongguang was taken aback for a moment, and then became furious: "Bai Tong! I'm talking to you kindly, what do you mean by this? Are you planning to betray our sect like that demon? I'm telling you about Feng Yinyue. She's injured, and you're so heartless!"
Nearly roaring, he continued, "Junior Sister Feng has felt guilty for many years for not protecting you, which led to you getting lost during a monster attack. Since you're safe, why didn't you send word back and let her keep blaming herself? When our sect faced calamity, you didn't care at all. You truly are as heartless and ungrateful as that demon!"
Tong Su's face suddenly grew cold.
No matter what Shan Zongguang said about her, it wouldn't matter. However, what he shouldn't have done was disrespect Tian Xuanzi like that!
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