"Junior Brother has taken in a disciple already? Not bad, not bad," Dan Zhu said while stroking his white beard as he felt happy for Bai He.
Yao Xiangli snorted coldly. "Ignorant and unskilled. Don't you know your own level? And you still dare to accept a disciple!"
"Anyway, I've already accepted him. Senior Brothers, I won't disturb you any further. I'll be leaving first," Bai He said.
Watching Bai He's cheerful departing figure, there was not the slightest trace of an elder's demeanor about him.
Dan Zhu lifted his gaze and glanced at Yao Xiangli. "Senior Brother, is Pan Yi really suitable to be the first disciple?"
Yao Xiangli's hand holding the black chess piece paused for a moment. "There is no one more suitable than him."
"That's true. Heaven's favored sons are rare, after all. Pan Yi is already considered quite good."
...
The sword riding flight brought them back to Baize Peak.
Just as Bai He landed, a sword suddenly thrust toward him from the side.
His body reacted instinctively, dodging to the side.
He barely avoided it and finally saw who it was.
"Xu feng?"
Why?
Why would Xu feng attack him?
There was neither enmity nor grievance between them…
Xu feng's sword was sharp.
After just a few exchanges, Bai He found himself barely able to defend, retreating step by step.
By an unfortunate coincidence, he stepped on a stone on the ground and fell heavily to the earth.
Xu feng's sword stabbed straight toward him.
Bai He was so frightened that he shut his eyes tightly, yet the sword never came down.
He cautiously opened his eyes, only to see that Xu feng had already withdrawn his sword. "Master, why didn't you fight back?"
Bai He stood up and retreated several steps to the side. "What are you trying to do?"
"I just wanted to spar with Master a bit. I heard that all the elders of Lingguang Sect are top tier experts. Master, there's no need to hold back, just use whatever abilities you have," Xu feng said.
Xu feng was still not satisfied and was eager to try again.
Bai He was crying on the inside.
What kind of situation was this supposed to be?
He knew very well how much ability he actually had.
He was nothing more than an elder who muddled through life, eating and waiting to die.
What real skills could he possibly have?
Who exactly was spreading rumors that every elder of Lingguang Sect was powerful? Was he not considered an elder too?
"Master, are you ready? I'm coming," Xu feng reminded him, then raised his sword and stabbed forward again.
"Help, save me…" Bai He no longer cared about maintaining any sort of image.
He ran while shouting for help.
Ye Shiyuan immediately arrived upon hearing the commotion.
Bai He quickly hid behind Ye Shiyuan, who flicked his sword and knocked aside the sword in Xu feng's hand.
"Xu feng, what are you doing?"
"I'm just sparring with Master. Didn't they say the elders of Lingguang Sect are all amazing? Why is Master so scared that he's shouting for help…" Xu feng muttered as he bent down to pick up the sword that had been knocked away.