Chapter 1195: The Ancestral Worship Ceremony Begins
After Baichi finished speaking, he flew out with a solemn expression on his face.
His Spirit Sense spread out, meticulously searching every inch of space in the surroundings.
After Baichi began his search, Yu Xinwan did not remain idle either; she flew off in another direction, her pretty face covered in frost as her Spirit Sense constantly swept through everything around her.
One day later.
Yu Xinwan and "Baichi" reunited.
Both of their expressions were very ugly.
"This shouldn't be!"
"We have searched this Training Ground back and forth a full three times, yet we still haven't been able to find that thief!"
"Could it be that he has already escaped?"
Yu Xinwan's face was full of unwillingness.
Just then, her expression shifted.
Could it be...
During that brief moment when the Array disappeared while she was letting Baichi in earlier, did that thief seize the opportunity to escape?
It must be so!
If not for that, how could they have failed to find even the slightest trace after such an extensive search?
Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a wave of bad luck in her heart.
If that lowly servant Baichi hadn't intruded into her Training Ground back then, causing her to waste time teaching him a lesson, which led to the Array being open for a slightly longer time.
Perhaps that thief wouldn't have been able to get in.
And now.
In order to let him enter her Training Ground, that thief had seized the opportunity to escape again...
It's all this old thing's fault, causing her to be... by the thief, and causing her to let the thief escape...
The more Yu Xinwan thought about it, the angrier she became, and her gaze toward Baichi grew increasingly unkind.
"You bastard~"
Finally, she couldn't help but slap him.
Bang~
"Baichi" fell to the ground in astonishment, and the side of his face that had been struck visibly swelled up.
"Miss Xinwan, you..."
Baichi seemed to have been stunned by the blow, his expression dazed.
At the same time, Yu Xinwan had already rushed forward, raining punches and kicks down on "Baichi".
"It's all your fault!"
"You lowly servant!"
"You are the one who ruined me, you deserve to die!"
Half an hour later.
Yu Xinwan glanced at Baichi, who was lying on the ground, severely injured and unable to move.
She let out a cold snort.
She waved her palm.
A surge of power swept Baichi up and sent him flying far away.
The edge of the Array.
At a certain moment.
The Array hidden in the void suddenly opened, and a blood-soaked figure flew out, hitting the ground with a thud.
The next moment, the Array closed.
That figure lay motionless on the ground as if unconscious.
About half an hour passed.
The figure twitched, and then, closed eyes opened with difficulty.
He slowly leaned against a large tree.
"This woman~"
"What a vicious heart."
Wang Jianqiang continued to maintain his miserable appearance on the surface, but he sneered in his heart.
This Yu Xinwan had clearly been taught a lesson by the thief in secret.
What did that have to do with him, Baichi?
She had actually beaten him into a "severe injury" for no reason.
Fortunately, he was just pretending.
If it were the real Baichi...
To be beaten for no reason...
How unjust would that be?
How detestable!
It was simply lawless.
To deal with such a villain, one must naturally use evil...
Naturally, one must use the love of a kind person like him to reform her.
"Jiaojiao, check if that Yu Xinwan is monitoring me through the Formation?"
Wang Jianqiang sent a message into the Spirit God Ring without changing his expression.
A moment later.
Chen Jiaojiao's voice entered his mind, "Uncle Wang, she has already returned to the pool to cultivate; she is not monitoring you."
"Very good~"
Hearing Chen Jiaojiao's words, Wang Jianqiang chuckled, picked up the linen rope and linen sack, and slipped into the Formation.
……
More than twenty days later.
Yu Xinwan woke up by the side of the Enlightenment Pool.
After being dazed for a moment, a shrill scream erupted from her mouth.
"Ah~ you dog thief~!"
"I, Yu Xinwan, will not coexist with you!"
She searched the Training Ground like a madwoman.
She searched for two whole days.
There was not the slightest discovery.
She finally calmed down.
She changed out of the tattered Magic Treasure long dress and checked the outside world through the Formation.
Outside the Formation, there was still only one figure, and that was Baichi.
Although the injuries on Baichi's body had recovered somewhat, his complexion remained deathly pale.
His aura was also extremely weak.
But even so, he still guarded outside the Formation earnestly, fully focused, without the slightest slack.
Seeing this scene.
Yu Xinwan was silent for a moment.
Although this Baichi was a bit reckless, his character and conduct were excellent; it was indeed inappropriate for her to have vented her anger on him earlier.
Spirit Light flashed across her body.
Her messy hair returned to being neat, and her figure flashed, appearing outside the Formation.
"Greetings, Miss Xinwan."
Seeing Yu Xinwan suddenly appear, "Baichi" hurriedly came up to bow to Yu Xinwan.
Perhaps because he was too eager, his injuries were aggravated.
As soon as he finished speaking, he could not help but cough violently a few times, and a streak of bright red blood slid down from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing this scene, a trace of guilt suddenly rose in Yu Xinwan's heart.
Immediately following, she was instantly startled.
She cast away the guilt in her heart.
He was just a lowly servant; everything of his, including his life, was hers, so what if she had misunderstood him?
Let alone wounding him, even if she had beaten him to death, it would be no big deal.
Thinking of this.
Her gaze instantly returned to indifference, and with a wave of her palm, a Pill appeared before "Baichi".
"This Healing Pill is for you."
Baichi was overjoyed, "Many thanks for the reward, Miss Xinwan."
After saying this, he clutched the Pill in his hand as if he had obtained a treasure.
Yu Xinwan nodded faintly, passed by Baichi, and walked toward the distance.
That dog thief was likely still hiding in her Training Ground, but the other party's concealment technique was too Gao Ming.
Relying only on her and Baichi, they could not find the other party.
Therefore……
She prepared to leave the Training Ground temporarily and report this matter to the elders of the clan after the Ancestral Sacrifice Ceremony ended.
After the elders of the clan captured that dog thief, she would return to cultivate.
Just as she had walked less than a hundred zhang, she suddenly received a message.
She took out a Sound Transmission Talisman and listened for a moment.
Immediately, she revealed a look of astonishment.
The Ancestral Sacrifice Ceremony is being held tomorrow?
She clearly remembered before that there was still about a month and a half left.
How much time has passed since then……
Hmm?
No~
She seemed not to have calculated the time she spent being attacked earlier.
……
This day.
At the center of the Fox Clan's ancestral clan, on a giant Square.
A dense crowd of figures was continuously gathering.
This was precisely the place where the Fox Clan's Ancestral Sacrifice Ceremony was held.
The Fox Clan's concept of bloodline is deeply rooted.
Among cultivators of the same clan, before one's strength surpasses a certain limit, bloodline is held in the highest regard.
It is just like Baichi.
Although he is an Integration Mid-Stage cultivator, because his Bloodline Power is weak, his future achievements are destined to be limited.
He can only become a servant to Yu Xinwan, this Fox Clan genius.
The Void Refinement Stage is a boundary.
Once one reaches the Void Refinement Stage, one can, to a certain extent, ignore bloodline rank.
Even those born into a branch clan can earn the respect of the main clan's powerhouses.
It is just like now.
The vast majority of branch clan Fox Clan cultivators are gathered around the periphery of the Square, without even a seat.
Only a few branch clans with exceptionally strong influence, led by Void Refinement Stage cultivators, have ascended to a High Platform on the Square.
This is where the main clan's powerhouses watch the battle.
Those powerful branch clan cultivators sit at the same tables as the main clan's powerhouses, eating Spirit Fruit, drinking Spirit Wine, and chatting happily.
Not far opposite the High Platform are ten arenas built side by side.
On each arena stands a Stone Stele.
Each Stone Stele contains a Small Space.
This Stele Space is precisely the battlefield for the Genius Battle of this Ancestral Sacrifice Ceremony.
Just as many branch clans were rushing toward the Central Plaza, Wuyu was already as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
"Damn it, where on earth did that bastard Wu Lei go!"
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