Chapter 128.2: Person with the Heavenly Phoenix Mark
Lou Jun Yao looked at Bai Zhi Yan derisively. “It’s a fact I am older than you.”
[Sheesh! Born just half a day earlier and do you really have to always bring it up all the time? !]
“I will have to trouble you to watch over things in Cloud Heaven for a while. As we have been away for so long, it is unavoidable that issues will surely crop up.” Lou Jun Yao then said to him.
Bai Zhi Yan was stunned for a moment. “Are you going somewhere?”
“Mm.” Lou Jun Yao affirmed. “I intend to handle the matter about Aunt Lan myself. I do not know why, but I have been hearing her call out to me recently, and I just cannot put my heart at ease.”
He had been an orphan from young and was cold blooded and merciless. But in a corner of his heart that no one knew about, there was a tiny soft spot.
That person had played a very important role in his life and nothing was more important to him than resurrecting her at this point in time.
If she had not died from that accident back then, then he would not have been tormented by that voodoo poison and blood curse for close to a hundred years. It was at the most critical juncture when she was dispelling the curse for him that the accident occurred, which allowed the poison in his body to further flare up vehemently unsuppressed, turning him into someone who had been neither man nor ghost.
There has got to be some hidden conspiracy behind all that.
And since he has fully recovered, then he would definitely uncover the entire truth behind it all.
The man’s mysterious violet eyes seemed to be brewing with a terrifying storm, giving that flawlessly handsome face that must have been crafted by the gods, the envy of both deities and mortals, a look that would make one feel both oppressed and suffocating.
Bai Zhi Yan’s face turned dark. He knew that this man was one who had always willfully done as he pleased and had never let any worry hold him back because he just did not care. But when he became serious, he would persist all the way to frightening extents.
And the way he looked right at that moment, showed that he was becoming serious, and his true colours were about to shine through.
Maybe after having laid dormant for so many years, the chaos brewing under the surface for so many years, a round was great change was due in Cloud Heaven.
Ever since the unexpected accident that occurred back in Hell’s Canyon, Qin Fang had not arranged for them to go outside for training anymore, but just worked on reinforcing their knowledge in the subject of strengthening their cultivation.
He was once one of the highly respected teachers in the Faint Mist Sect ten years ago, though the changes over a period of ten years in the Faint Mist Sect had probably made it a very different place. But such knowledge is fixed and unchanging, so this was one area that would not differ by all that much.
“There are many different professions throughout these lands, but the most widely known ones by the people are these four. Martial Artists, Elixir Cultivators, Artifact Cultivators and Spirit Masters and we’ll not talk about the other rarer professions first. The Faint Mist Sect is segregated into five different departments. Besides the four professions I just mentioned, there is another special department that takes in an extremely small number of disciples of very rare professions. The number of people in that whole department could be as few as ten, but every single one of them are all highly skilled experts with hidden talents…..”