Chapter 257: Because I Want to See When He’ll Come to His Senses
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Bai Ling was well aware of the tremendous risk of pinning hopes on someone unfamiliar.
Yet, he had no other choice.
Fortunately, Yu Zhao appeared just in time.
She brought with her an unhatched Azure Dragon bloodline, sparking renewed hope for the Demonic Race.
To express his gratitude, Bai Ling revealed his clan’s deepest secrets to her.
Yu Zhao lowered her gaze, hiding the hint of disappointment in her eyes.
The intelligence possessed by the White Peacock Clan was even less than what she had gathered, offering little value as a reference.
However, Bai Ling’s words gave her a new perspective.
The White Peacock Clan’s ancestor, White Feather, had sensed the impending fracture of the Heavenly Ladder and issued a warning during her ascension. It was unlikely that Red Tail, who ascended mere days earlier, remained oblivious to this.
Perhaps she could gain new insights from the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan.
But even though Yu Zhao had entered the realm of the strong, she remained insignificant in the grand scheme of things.
The Nine-Tailed Fox Clan was notoriously exclusive, and for the moment, she couldn’t think of a way to approach them.
“Chief Bai Ling, may I ask what kind of relationship the White Peacock Clan shares with the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan?”
Yu Zhao turned her attention to her sole connection within the Demonic Race.
Bai Ling scratched his nose uneasily. “The relationship is… not bad.”
His vague response made Yu Zhao’s expression fill with doubt.
Bai Ling stopped fidgeting and avoided her gaze. “In recent years, the relations between our clans have improved, but…”
He hesitated before continuing, “Years ago, I pursued the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan’s leader, Jiu Wei, but she rejected me. Since then, we haven’t been in contact.”
Yu Zhao suddenly understood.
No wonder Bai Ling was being so evasive—there was an entire story behind it.
This would make things trickier.
If Bai Ling couldn’t be used as a bridge, could she rely on her friends to establish a connection with the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan?
She lowered her head, quickly calculating in her mind.
Seeing her silence, Bai Ling gritted his teeth. “I can introduce you to Jiu Wei, but whether you can persuade her depends entirely on your eloquence. I can’t help with that.”
Yu Zhao was overjoyed. “Thank you, Chief Bai Ling. When shall we set out?”
Bai Ling was caught off guard by her readiness. “You want to leave now?”
Yu Zhao nodded decisively. “The sooner, the better.”
“I have some matters to settle. Let’s leave early tomorrow.”
Yu Zhao agreed readily.
The next day, when she met Bai Ling again, she finally understood why he hadn’t immediately agreed the day before.
It wasn’t to handle important matters—he’d been grooming himself meticulously.
His hair was washed with top-grade spiritual water, leaving it smooth and glossy. His robes, woven with the most radiant silk threads, shimmered under the sunlight. A faint floral fragrance clung to him—subtle but refreshing.
Feigning nonchalance, Bai Ling radiated an aura of courtship so overt it was almost overwhelming.
Yu Zhao’s eye twitched.
She had no doubt that if Jiu Wei appeared now, Bai Ling would drop everything to pursue her.
“I’ve entrusted the care of the Azure Dragon offspring to Bai Mei for now. Let’s move quickly and return soon.”
“Alright.”
As soon as Yu Zhao nodded, a gentle force enveloped her.
In the blink of an eye, she and Bai Ling had traveled a thousand miles away.
A breeze passed, and their forms dissolved into nothingness, mere afterimages left behind as they teleported to an even farther location.
Yu Zhao silently observed the spatial shifts, muttering occasionally as a contemplative look crossed her face.
Ever since she achieved Nascent Soul, she had instinctively grasped the skill of teleportation.
However, her range extended only about a mile, whereas Bai Ling, even while carrying her, could teleport hundreds of miles effortlessly.
Yu Zhao realized this was not merely a difference in cultivation level but also an advanced understanding of spatial principles.
Thus, during their teleportation, she tried to absorb these insights, exploring the mysteries of spatial energy.
Far from annoyed, Bai Ling noticed her efforts and slowed his pace, subtly guiding her to perceive the omnipresence of spatial energy.
Thanks to his generous assistance, Yu Zhao’s comprehension of space improved dramatically, extending her teleportation range by threefold.
Amid her gratitude, they arrived at the foot of Green Hill Mountain.
…
At Green Hill Mountain.
Quan Ye was tied to a tree, bound tightly with ropes. His eyes were closed, his body rigid, and whip marks crisscrossed his exposed skin.
Nearby, the renowned teacher of Green Hill Mountain, Jiu Wei, was conducting a lesson. A willow branch in her hand traced lines across Quan Ye’s body as she lectured.
A group of young foxes listened intently, occasionally nodding in agreement, completely engrossed.
Suddenly, Jiu Wei’s expression shifted.
Why was he here?
And why did he bring a human woman?
Jiu Wei handed the willow branch to a four-tailed fox. “You take over the lesson. I’ll go greet an old friend.”
The four-tailed fox’s tail flicked, transforming into a radiant young woman. She accepted the willow branch with a sweet smile.
Jiu Wei tapped the ground lightly with her toes, descending the mountain to meet them.
Despite his mental preparation, Bai Ling began sweating as they approached the mountain. His heart raced, and his whole demeanor betrayed his nervous excitement.
Yu Zhao noticed the increasingly intense floral scent in the air, so strong it was almost overwhelming.
Only then did she realize that the scent wasn’t something Bai Ling had applied to his clothing—it emanated naturally from him.
Quickly suppressing her sense of smell, Yu Zhao discreetly put some distance between herself and Bai Ling.
When Jiu Wei arrived, her first sensation was the overpowering fragrance surrounding Bai Ling.
A smile tugged at her lips as she appeared before him.
Dressed in a flowing black gown, her beauty was as delicate as a peach blossom, her striking contrast enhancing her enchanting allure.
“Bai Ling, you’ve finally decided to visit me.”
Bai Ling, caught off guard, blushed furiously as the color climbed rapidly from his ears.
“Jiu Wei, it’s been a long time. How have you been?”
“Not well. Someone’s been avoiding me, leaving me longing and restless.”
Even rolling her eyes, Jiu Wei exuded an irresistible charm.
Listening to their exchange, Yu Zhao raised an eyebrow.
From Jiu Wei’s tone, it didn’t seem like she was indifferent to Bai Ling. So why had she rejected him in the past?
Yu Zhao found the situation puzzling.
Meanwhile, Bai Ling was overwhelmed.
He felt the warmth in Jiu Wei’s voice, confirming her affections. His old feelings surged, and he almost displayed his abilities on the spot. Yet, remembering her previous rejection, he held back and forced a composed demeanor. “If you missed him so much, why didn’t you seek him out?”
Jiu Wei placed a finger on his chest, tracing circles. “Because I wanted to see when he’d finally come to his senses and return to me.”
Her voice was deep, slightly husky, and utterly magnetic.
Even Yu Zhao felt her heart stir.
And then…
Boom!
Whoosh—
The White Peacock spread its feathers!