Chapter 430: 428. Changes (3/3) "Want to know?"
Wen Ping took the letter, suppressing the urge to read it immediately, and tucked it away with a smile while talking to Bainian Xiang.
Bainian Xiang, the only person he’s seen with Five-star Talent.
If only he could bring her into the Sect, that would be great—besides, Bainian Xiang doesn’t seem like someone lacking White Crystal, and she would definitely be a major help in completing tasks that rely on manpower!
Of course, this isn’t something that can be said directly.
Expressing it directly would be too lowly.
"Yes!" Bainian Xiang quickly nodded, her head bobbing like a woodpecker.
Seeing this, Wen Ping couldn’t help but feel a sense of resignation.
He thought: How much has Lin Kewu provoked this woman to make her behave like this.
Wen Ping replied, "All answers lie in Wind Valley."
"Wind Valley?"
"Yes, Wind Valley. You can think of it as a realm, with many Vein Techniques inside. The Wind Binding Skill used by Lin Kewu is just the simplest one." Of course, by ’simple’ he means it’s simple within Immortal Sect, where all disciples know Sword Control Skill and Wind Binding cannot bind thoughts! So comparatively, Wind Binding isn’t that perverse.
However, in the outside world, Wind Binding Skill can forcibly bind someone within the same realm. Although the binding time may vary, it’s mandatory, making it superior to any Profound Level Vein Technique.
"The simplest?"
"Of course."
"Sect Leader Wen, can I learn it?"
"Anyone who joins the sect can learn it."
"I understand." Bainian Xiang immediately gave a slight smile and then gleefully turned to leave.
She has a master.
But that doesn’t affect her joining the Sect’s influence.
"Sect Leader Wen, I’ll be off then."
After bidding farewell once more, Bainian Xiang walked away with ease.
Seeing this, Wen Ping chuckled and reached into his chest to take out the letter.
The first letter was written by Biyue Piaoling.
After opening it, he could see a detailed description of the place, time, etc. It was clear that Biyue Piaoling put a lot of thought into this, because this isn’t Zimo Lake, and even if the Biyue Family is strong there, they wouldn’t be the dominant force in Xuanse Lake. Moreover, the Biyue Family doesn’t count as a dominant force at Xuanse Lake, at best a formidable tiger.
The habit of reading quickly allowed him to reach the end of the letter in one glance.
He intended to read it carefully again from the beginning, but the ending part of the letter made Wen Ping’s expression abruptly change.
The White Crystal Ore of Iron Mountain Pavilion was reportedly attacked by a suspected Demon Race group, not only his father but all the miners were taken away by this attacking group.
"Damn!"
This news was undeniably a bad omen.
He would rather his father be in the hands of Iron Mountain Pavilion than have such a thing happen.
Because life and death lie within a single thought, the outside world is cruel, especially for his father at the Lower Profound Realm.
Clenching the letter paper, Wen Ping felt awful.
After all, he was his biological father.
Even though he is his second biological father, the emotional attachment isn’t as strong as in the previous world.
"Mother even asked my aunt to come to my side, why not send someone to protect..."
Suddenly, Wen Ping froze.
Something’s not right, there’s something unusual about this attack.
Would any power dare to attack the White Crystal Ore of a Four-star Influence, but what’s the point of taking the miners away?
From his perspective, there’s definitely something fishy about this attack. Especially with his aunt from the Upper Realm of Mountain Suppression appearing at Immortal Sect, connecting the two together seemed even stranger.
"System, is there a way to determine my father’s life or death?"
"Host, simply view detailed personal information. If parents have passed away, personal information will be recorded. As for deeper exploration, this system is a Super Sect System and does not provide such services."
"No need!"
He just needed to know if his father was alright.
Typically, if he’s not dead.
Wen Ping estimated that ninety percent it’s his mother who sent someone to do it, for in Xuanse Lake, there shouldn’t be any power daring to attack Iron Mountain Pavilion’s White Crystal Ore, right?
Even if there is, why would they take away the miners?
Could it be to dig their own mines?
While pondering, Wen Ping had already opened his personal information, focusing on more detailed parts.
In the information column, there were only six words.