Chapter 332: Conversation

How is the old man's injury? Bai Lang thought that if it were on him there would be no problem—his iron‑like body and bones would not be penetrated by such yin force, and even if it entered his meridians it would be completely expelled by the unparalleled ferocity of Southern Dipper White Tiger Fist qi or the overwhelmingly robust Internal Force of the Thirteen Tai Bao Golden Bell Shield. But the old man's wound has lingered for so long that it has already become entwined with his own cultivated true Qi, absorbing the old man's true Qi and growing on its own. "Congratulations, you and the Yin Queen are now entangled for a lifetime, unable to separate."

When Bai Lang said that, Shang Xiuxun's eyes were instantly clouded with mist. Though the old man owed them a great debt, he was still her own father and had regretted for many years. "Aren't you a Grand Master?" the woman's voice trembled, but Bai Lang shrugged, "I am a Grand Master of killing, not of saving. It's not that I can't, but if I were to disperse the Yin Queen's true Qi that has been entangled for over a decade, first Lu Miaozi would probably not be able to…."

Bai Lang nodded, "Treat his meridians as the battlefield; if we win, basically most of his life is gone and he'll need convalescence later. If we lose, just a single kick, not even time to use divine pills or miraculous medicine to hang on." He glanced at Lu Miaozi, "At his age, even cultivating the Thirteen Tai Bao Golden Bell Shield to expel that kind of yin force is impossible." In short, eat what you must, drink what you must, and when the time comes, just go.

The old man couldn't be saved; at least Bai Lang confirmed he had no way—of course, if the healing pills from the Adventure Hall were still intact there might be a chance, but that would mean Bai Lang would have nothing left. Lu Miaozi, however, was magnanimous; after understanding the situation she simply smiled, "If I can see you go off in glory, then this old man hasn't lived in vain."

Bai Lang was a bit worried, because he recalled that his time in this world was limited—this world, like Emperor Li Shimin's life, reached its brilliant peak in a very short span. All the stories in the world occurred within ten years, a truly youthful, flamboyant life. And his remaining time might be even shorter; among those he had killed, some seemed to have added a bit of energy to his Yu Yu.

"In that case… it's actually quite irresponsible." Bai Lang really wondered whether he could take these women out of this world, but is that really good? Setting aside whether it's possible, bringing them to Bai Lang's world is essentially placing them in a risky environment—people in these worlds have slightly different meridians, and if they go to Bai Lang's world they might not receive proper nourishment; their meridians could even snap.

Unless they are prodigy warriors who can instantly switch their cultivation methods—Bai Lang thinks Shi Zhi Xuan, Wan Wan, and Shi Fei Xuan, as well as those two dragons, have good chances. But someone like Shang Xiuxun probably can't. So giving them a short period of happiness and then parting ways? That could work, though it feels a bit unfair; Bai Lang decided he must explain everything clearly to them.

"I, Bai Shaobao, am a good person, not some thunderous official. When you do something, you must state it plainly, paying every ounce owed." Bai Lang's resolve was set, so he secretly gathered the three women, "Someone…" the tall, robust man could barely speak, "Someone might not be able to stay here for ten years." He finished in one breath and relaxed. The three women stared at him, blinking.

"Continue? Be clearer. What do you mean 'might not stay ten years'? Where are you going?" said Shang Xiufang, her hand already gripping Bai Lang. Bai Lang decided to tell the truth, though whether they would believe it was uncertain. "Uh, I suppose I'm a White Tiger Star Lord. In at most ten years I'll have to return to the heavens…" Bai Lang spoke the big truth, earning from the three a look that said "Keep talking!"

"I truly am not of this world." Bai Lang simply sat down, indicating they should sit as well. "Shang Changzhu, you should have investigated my background, right? Did you ever find any information about someone before they appeared in Yangzhou?" Bai Lang said, looking at Shang Xiuxun, who shook her head. "Yes, it's a path with no prior origin. I came from another world, and will eventually return. Earlier I said White Tiger Star Lord wasn't wrong—if this world hadn't limited someone, that someone could now manifest a white tiger for you to see!"

Bai Lang's words finally made them take him seriously; in fact, Wei Zhenzhen had long believed everything Bai Lang said was true, and now Shang Xiuxun and Shang Xiufang just began to think the man's words were probably true. "What should we do?" "What kind of place is it?" the two women asked different questions simultaneously. Bai Lang gave a wry smile, "I don't know; I don't know what to do either. It seems you have to decide for yourselves. I'm sorry." Bai Lang swallowed, feeling that his apologies were now owed to Wei Zhenzhen and Shang Xiufang.

"That world… the martial path is flourishing; the Grand Masters there are only at the level of an Innate Expert, relatively weak. Strong ones become Buddhas and ancestors, that's one thing; immortals are originally mortals, and cultivating to become a deity follows the same path as martial arts." Bai Lang said, answering Shang Xiufang's question; she didn't seem to mind his departure, but was very curious about where he came from, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

After Bai Lang said that, even Shang Xiuxun and Wei Zhenzhen's eyes lit up. "Hey? Have you ever seen an immortal? Aren't you the White Tiger Star Lord? Could you be an immortal?" Bai Lang suddenly felt his bragging hit a wall; he couldn't simply say, "That's right, I am an immortal!"—such words could be spoken by Chen Mou Zhushishan, but Xu Mou Bai Shaobao couldn't utter them. He could only dodge, "The term 'White Tiger Star Lord' is just an adjective… Oh right, the Tathagata hasn't appeared in the world for ages, but surely still exists; other land immortals, I say, you wouldn't know anyway. In short, the immortals you see in stories are as strong as described, perhaps even stronger."

"Don't mention it, speaking of which, the creator of the Longevity Secret is Guang Chengzi, right? He also has the name of an immortal circulating, though whether he's still around is uncertain." Bai Lang said solemnly, but he was still pressed, "Give us the details about the White Tiger Star Lord!"

This big man was forced into extreme embarrassment; he tried to steer the conversation away, but the three women stared unflinchingly, demanding he clarify the White Tiger Star Lord matter—Bai Lang felt they were using this to occupy their hearts, forcing himself not to think of other things. So he could only feign an awkward laugh and answer, "Don't think I'm like this; if this world hadn't limited someone, I could instantly summon a whirlwind dozens of miles wide for you to see!"