564 Parting_3
Bai Zixi’s gaze was complex, and her heart was heavy with emotions she couldn’t understand. “I’ve promised Master to take good care of Junior Brother…”
“Mmm.” Bai Zisheng nodded as well.
They invoked Master’s name, hoping that their mother would listen to reason.
But Bai Qiancheng shook her head, “How exactly will you take care of him?”
Both of them were taken aback.
Bai Qiancheng continued, “Once in the Bai Family, if he encounters any danger, who will be there to protect him?”
“You?”
“With just Qi Refinement, what can you do? Even if you reached Foundation Establishment, then what?”
“In the Second Grade Cultivation World, a Foundation Establishment Cultivator can command the winds and summon the rain, but in the Bai Family, a mere Foundation Establishment Cultivator, who can you really protect?”
Bai Qiancheng looked at the two children, her heart aching for them, yet she didn’t sugarcoat her words:
“Moreover, you are descendants of the Bai Family, you rely on the Bai Family, not on yourselves. You want to protect him, but what if one day…”
“The Bai Family wants to harm him?”
“What will you do? What can you do?”
“Can you defy the clan?”
“With your Cultivation, how can you stand against the Bai Family, an ancient lineage of ten thousand years?”
“If you can’t defy them, are you prepared to watch… your little Junior Brother die before your eyes?”
Bai Qiancheng’s words were icy cold and realistic.
Bai Zixi and the other’s faces turned pale, they hung their heads low, clenching their fists tightly, but they couldn’t find any words to say.
They couldn’t protect anything…
Neither Master nor their little Junior Brother…
Bai Qiancheng looked at the two children, her gaze softened slightly, and her tone was a bit more gentle:
“Cultivators, ultimately, must rely on their own Cultivation…”
“I know you have deep feelings for each other as fellow disciples, but bringing that child, Mo Hua, back to the Bai Family is not helping him, it’s harming him…”
“The Bai Family is too vast, its karma too profound, it’s also too complicated…”
Bai Zixi said with a trembling voice, “Mother, then…”
Bai Qiancheng hesitated for a moment, then slowly extended her hand and touched Bai Zixi’s head, sighing, “Go…”
“To forget your little Junior Brother is the best protection you can give him…”
…
The little Senior Brother and Senior Sister were leaving.
They were going to Liyuan City, where they would take the Flying Cloud Ferry and leave the Dali Mountain State boundary.
Mo Hua came to see them off.
It was his first time visiting Liyuan City and encountering the Cloud Ferry.
The Cloud Ferry was huge, extravagantly ornate, docked at the ferry port like a colossal kun fish with wings in the sky. It was said that once it took flight, it was like a great ship in the sea of clouds, with incredible speed, capable of crossing state boundaries.
The principle of the Cloud Ferry seemed to be based on harnessing the flow of Spiritual Energy and rising among the clouds.
Mo Hua was very curious, but because of the imminent departure, his mood was somewhat downcast, and he wasn’t in the mood to study the Cloud Ferry…
Bai Zisheng was worried that Mo Hua was unhappy, and babbled on and on.
He spoke of the famous attractions of Qian State, like some sky-touching Taoist constructions, ancient, atmospheric temples and monasteries, the hanging Sword Qi Waterfall, the Bai Family’s ancient pavilions, Three Clear Spirit Mountain… and many others.
Mo Hua listened with great interest.
Bai Zisheng also told Mo Hua to be sure to visit the Bai Family someday.
But he warned him to improve his Cultivation before going.
There were many villains in the Bai Family, who might harm him…
Mo Hua gave Bai Zisheng a gift, a great dragon controlled by a Spirit Pivot Formation, no longer a crawling reptile compared to before.
Mo Hua added two wings to it, and flapping them, it could lift off the ground. Although it couldn’t “fly” high, it was much better than crawling on the ground.
But adding wings made it look a bit ugly.
Mo Hua also promised, “When I’ve learned more about Formations, I’ll craft one for you, a dragon that can fly without wings!”
Bai Zisheng was overjoyed and then asked Mo Hua:
“That technique I taught you, have you been practicing it?”
Mo Hua was startled, “Which technique?”
Bai Zisheng looked unhappy and enunciated every word, “Flying! Dragon! In! The! Sky!”