Chapter 19: Refusal

Her beautiful eyes scanned the reactions of everyone in Flowing Moon City, and once again, she recalled Bai Ling’s calm tone from earlier.

That tone carried such confidence, as if the name of the Saint Origin Immortal Palace was but dust in his heart, utterly insignificant.

Zili’s breath quickened. At this moment, confusion clouded her expression as she voiced the question everyone longed to ask, softly murmuring, “Why?”

“To become a disciple of my Saint Origin Immortal Palace, I promise your future achievements will far surpass this small Flowing Moon City. In fact, your future realm will be higher than mine!”

“Whether in status or position, it will be a tremendous transformation. Even in the Six Nations Ranking Battle three years from now, you will rank among the top! You will enjoy supreme glory, your name renowned throughout the entire Absolute Origin Continent!”

“As for your... no, Ji Jiu’er, she has been in my palace for less than a month. Neither her cultivation method nor her bloodline has fully reached its peak!”

“Considering your talent, if you return with me to the sect, I promise you will enjoy treatment equal to Ji Jiu’er’s. How does that sound?”

Zili once more extended an olive branch, hoping to try again.

Bai Ling’s future was indeed extraordinary!

But the main issue was today’s outcome!

If he returned now, he couldn’t explain it!

A smile flickered across Bai Ling’s face as he looked up at Zili and said, “Thank you for your kindness, but my mind is made up!”

Is the Saint Origin Immortal Palace powerful?

At this moment, to Bai Ling, the mysterious blood was not yet fully unleashed.

Simply fusing into his bloodline had already granted him terrifying combat power…

Moreover, within that mysterious space, inside the seven-colored glazed coffin, lay a sleeping little girl.

If, in the future, she awoke to find the blood that protected her gone, suddenly appearing inside Bai Ling’s body, would she think he was a thief? If so, no matter where he went, death without burial awaited him.

Besides, for the past eighteen years, since childhood, he had been hiding and evading countless dangers alongside his Third Uncle.

Deep in his soul…

A man wielding a golden spear and a woman holding a long sword.

After gently kissing his forehead, the spear-wielding man resolutely flew into the heavens, his despairing roar echoing through the world: “Zhen Tian! Ling’er… I beg you! Run! Quickly! Don’t… don’t look back!”

The sword-wielding woman wept like a spring, clasping a pendant around the newborn Bai Ling’s neck. Her expression was filled with despair and unbearable sorrow, then she too ascended into the heavens.

At that time, Bai Ling was very, very young, just born. The enormous, towering structure glowing with fiery golden light was instantly reduced to ruins in a flash. Dust and sand filled the air, the wild wind howled—it was a terrifying apocalyptic scene forever etched into his mind.

He understood how formidable and terrifying his future enemy would be.

The Saint Origin Immortal Palace was indeed powerful, but it would limit his future path. He wished to rely on himself to forge a path unlike any before…

In one’s life, only by relying on oneself can one truly become strong!

Relying on others means living by their whims; if one’s future achievements are indeed remarkable, one will live amidst flattery and gradually lose their true self!

This was Bai Ling’s reason for refusal.

Amidst stunned and murderous gazes, Bai Ling walked toward Bai Zhentian. Xuan Ningyue’s smile deepened as she took his arm willingly.

Among everyone’s shocked and bewildered expressions,

He departed…

Zili stood frozen in the void. A breeze brushed past her ear, stirring ripples. Her beautiful eyes widened in disbelief as she watched the resolute youth leave without hesitation.

She had offered such an enticing condition, yet he refused!

Her mind was in chaos, her breath quickened. She gazed at Bai Ling’s retreating figure, that ethereal and transcendent aura…

As for Bai Ling’s reason for refusal, it was left unspoken, and she could understand it even less.

In a corner of the crowd, Xiao Li watched Bai Ling’s determined departure, a twitch at his lips. Soon, he saw members of the three great families carrying heavy gifts, following Bai Ling’s direction. A strange smile appeared on his face…

After a moment’s silence, Zili vanished like mist, instantly appearing beside Ji Jiu’er. She looked at Ji Jiu’er, whose gaze was vacant, expression desolate, tears streaming down her face, and whispered a few words. Ji Kun slowly released Ji Jiu’er.

Zili gently lifted Ji Jiu’er and glanced toward the direction Bai Ling had left.

Bai Ling had already disappeared into the crowd. Zili lingered briefly, then soared into the void and vanished beyond the horizon.

Among the crowd stood dozens of men. At a moment, a glimmer of starlight flashed across each of their foreheads. They gazed toward Bai Ling’s vanishing direction, gathered together, discussed briefly, then disappeared into the throng.

…

Bai Ling returned indoors, suddenly spitting a mouthful of fresh blood, his breathing rapid, his face pale, causing Xuan Ningyue and Bai Zhentian beside him to change expression dramatically.

“Ah! Brother Ling, you’re injured!” Xuan Ningyue panicked, anxious.

Bai Zhentian immediately placed his hand on Bai Ling’s meridians. After a few seconds of silence, he said, “The primordial vein is damaged. It will recover in a few days. Ling’er, you must not use your primordial energy recently, or you will suffer further injury that could be irreversible!”

Bai Ling nodded. The crimson blood had granted him terrifying power but at great cost. His primordial energy was currently in a state of extreme depletion. If Ji Jiu’er struck again, the outcome might no longer favor him!

Bai Ling was extremely weak. Xuan Ningyue and Bai Zhentian helped him onto the bed. After seeing him fall into a deep sleep, the two quietly left.

The two Earth Origin Realm experts were helpless against an injured First Level Initial Origin Realm cultivator. If they used even a trace of their energy inside Bai Ling, it would only worsen the damage to his primordial vein.

Outside the house,

Bai Zhentian’s face was anxious and puzzled. “The power that Ling’er unleashed was terrifyingly abnormal, even inheriting from his father it shouldn’t be possible! Besides, he was born without the bloodline. My blood shouldn’t possess such terrifying power either. Strange!”

The moment Xuan Ningyue stepped out, her expression instantly turned icy. She looked at the muttering Bai Zhentian, sharing his confusion. She thought of the strange events within herself and softly said, “Is it possible that he innately inherited two bloodlines, but one was stripped away during the embryo stage? The other bloodline was inherited and coincidentally activated by your primordial essence?”

Bai Zhentian frowned deeply, murmuring, “That shouldn’t be. If what you say is true, he should have awakened long ago and not reached this age!”

“Moreover, throughout history… no one has ever had two bloodlines simultaneously. It’s impossible!” Bai Zhentian said with finality.

Xuan Ningyue’s face was expressionless, lost in thought…

At that moment, at the Bai family gate,

A young girl in a green dress approached slowly. With each step, the primordial energy in the air parted to either side.

Looking closely, she was actually walking on air, floating about ten centimeters above the ground.

She clasped her hands before her abdomen, approached Xuan Ningyue with a respectful expression, bowed gently, and performed a deep kowtow.