A moment after she left, a figure slowly appeared. After a moment's hesitation, he slowly drew circles in the air, and spiritual energy followed his fingertips, searching for something around him...
Soon, a faintly translucent butterfly of deep blue appeared at his fingertips, occasionally fluttering its wings as if expressing something. The man remained silent, but the colors in his eyes shifted like a kaleidoscope!
"Heh, I didn't expect her to be so cautious! You Butterfly, is this the first time you've been so cruelly hurt? Heh heh."
A moment later, a group of people arrived, including several cultivators at the Heavenly Dao Saint realm and over ten at the Heavenly Dao King realm!
The middle-aged man at the front had a grim expression, his slightly disordered breathing indicating his haste.
"Where are they?"
He stared at the man, who was as alluring as a butterfly, with an arrogant tone!
Hearing his tone, the man let out a light laugh...
"Elder Qin... who gave you the courage to speak to this venerable one like that?"
Instantly, a pressure like a waterfall descended, turning everyone's faces pale! Even though the pressure was not directed at them, it still evoked deep-seated fear within their hearts!
The power surged directly towards Elder Qin, pressing him to his knees on the spot! He couldn't even stand up! A cultivator at the fourth stage of the Heavenly Dao King realm, unable to withstand even a single encounter, could only mean one thing!
This person was the only cultivator at the Heavenly Dao Emperor realm in the Seventh Gate of the Luo Xian Sect!
Elder Qin had only recently taken charge of the Seventh Gate and knew of such a person's existence but had never met him. He had spoken that way because he assumed the person was merely some cultivator within the Seventh Gate...
At this moment, feeling the oppressive pressure, he understood everything! His face turned deathly pale, his body trembled uncontrollably. Such a suppression of his very soul made him wish time could rewind and slap him awake.
"I... I did not know of your esteemed status, I beg your pardon!"
The man ignored him, toying with the butterfly in his hand, his voice gentle!
"Little Butterfly, should this venerable one spare him?"
His casual tone, however, placed the life and death of a Heavenly Dao King in the hands of a creature with shallow intelligence!!
Elder Qin's eyes widened in horror, and he quickly spoke.
"Esteemed one, please reconsider! I... I am the Sect Master's personally appointed steward of the Seventh Gate!"
His plea carried a hint of threat, and the man paused, his gaze finally falling upon him. The killing intent radiating from him froze Elder Qin, and a suffocating sensation descended...
The others dared not speak. They were all displeased with Elder Qin's sudden appearance as steward. In terms of cultivation, weren't they all stronger than him? Yet they had to obey Elder Qin's orders. If this person died, and the Sect Master investigated, it would be Elder Qin's responsibility!
However, a moment later, the man suddenly smiled. The alluring patterns on his forehead became even more vibrant, bloodthirsty, and terrifying...
"I will not kill you!"
Unexpectedly, the man did not kill him, much to the disappointment of others!
Elder Qin let out a heavy sigh of relief! Large drops of sweat soaked his hair...
Meanwhile, Jin Bao'er sped towards the location of the dragon clan according to her memory, her figure leaving a long trail of light in the air...
At this moment, a pure and sacred spiritual energy fluctuation suddenly appeared. She looked up abruptly! Her figure stopped in mid-air, only to be met by a group of... bald heads emanating spiritual light in the distance?
It had to be said that their flowing white robes made them appear even more sacred and benevolent. They all looked fair-skinned and young, yet their eyes were filled with the depth of ages! Of course, this did not change the fact that they were all bald!
The bald heads descended from the sky, appearing even more divine and ethereal under the sunlight...
Seeing this, Jin Bao'er became vigilant, feeling a sense of exasperation. Why were so many unfamiliar people appearing before her lately? And each of them possessed extraordinary strength!
Just then, the bald heads parted, revealing a young monk with delicate and refined features in the center. His fair skin with a rosy hue gave him the appearance of a monk in feminine attire.
The Buddhist disciple, as if not noticing her odd gaze, stared intently at her and let out a sigh of relief...
For over a month, they had been searching for that person, calculating their whereabouts almost daily. Yet, every time they finally found the location, they were a step too late. They had missed her at the trial grounds, then at the Linlang Pavilion, and then at a fight not far from the marketplace; they always arrived half an hour late.
Today, the Buddhist disciple finally managed to deduce her location. With white light rapidly swirling throughout the marketplace area, he immediately confirmed Jin Bao'er's movements and, without a word, brought his followers over...
Since their presence was not meant to be too conspicuous, their dwelling was not close to this place. Fortunately, they had arrived in time...
It was also fortunate that the group ahead had blocked her path!
With this thought, a smile spread across the Buddhist disciple's face. His clear, compassionate eyes fell upon Jin Bao'er, as if reuniting with an old friend!
"It has been a long time!"
His demeanor, his gaze, and the protective stance of the bald heads surrounding him... Jin Bao'er was stunned! A scene that had occurred not long ago flashed through her mind. During the celestial-demonic war ten thousand years ago, she had encountered a group of bald heads, among whom was a little bald monk, no older than ten, but with eyes that held profound compassion!
She remembered that they called him... the Buddhist disciple!
She was shocked! That was tens of thousands of years ago! If this person was indeed the little monk she had seen, then this young man before her must be at least tens of thousands of years old?!
The Buddhist disciple noticed the astonishment in her eyes. Seeing that she remembered his identity, his smile remained unchanged.
"It seems the celestial maiden remembers me! I know you have many questions. Why don't we find a place, and I, a humble monk, will explain everything to you?"
Jin Bao'er withdrew her gaze, her heart filled with mixed emotions!
From her return ten thousand years ago, learning that her clan might be involved in Di Yuchuan's disappearance, enduring two pursuits by the Luo Xian Sect, to the Linlang Pavilion Master stating her identity was unknown... all these events had left her bewildered, yet she had no choice but to resist!
Now, this Buddhist disciple who had lived for tens of thousands of years reappeared, offering to answer her questions. She couldn't help but be tempted... Perhaps! He could truly resolve her doubts?
"Alright! You all follow me!"
The alchemist sect was now protected by the annihilation formation, and the cultivators had already left. With hardly anyone in the sect, it was the perfect place for a chat and an explanation!
Seeing Jin Bao'er return, Chu Tiancai was clearly delighted! His eyes flickered with shock upon seeing the white-robed monks behind her!
All cultivators in the upper realm knew this! There were no monks in the entire upper realm, except... for the Fo Shan family! They were all uniformly dressed white-robed monks, who opened their gates every hundred years, and each possessed astonishing strength!