Demon Sword Immortal

"Le Ying!"

Bai Zhuqing placed her hands on her knees and immediately scolded her sister for being naughty.

Then she quickly glanced at Bai Xiang and bit her lip: "I told you not to mention this... Hurry up and apologize to Sister Xiang'er!"

"Humph!"

Bai Leying shifted in her seat a few times before reluctantly muttering, "I...I'm sorry..."

"Le Ying didn't mean it, Sister Xiang'er, don't take it to heart."

Bai Zhuqing glanced at Bai Xiang again, then got up to help Bai Xiang get the gift box from the back seat.

She moved so fast that Bai couldn't stop her in time, so he simply sat down and watched her get the things, while also sorting out his memories of the two girls.

These two people, Bai Zhuqing is in her early 17s, while Bai Leying was born nearly two years later and is currently 15.

The sisters are both very beautiful, but their personalities are completely different.

Bai Zhuqing is well-educated and elegant, like a lady from a prominent family, while Bai Leying is unruly, mischievous, and prone to causing trouble.

When they were young, Bai Leying often bullied her younger disciples, and the Bai family was frequently complained about by their parents.

The three were close in age and had practically grown up together. Bai Xiang recalled an outing with her two younger sisters, but Bai Leying accidentally provoked a pack of stray dogs. In the nick of time, Bai Xiang arrived with a wooden stick and chased the dogs away.

Because of this, Bai Leying often spoke recklessly to others since childhood, but was always obedient to Bai Xiang.

We spent less time together after junior high, which caused us to drift apart emotionally. Plus, we were going through a rebellious phase of adolescence, so every time we met, it felt a little awkward.

As for Bai Zhuqing...

The girl picked up the gift box to hand it to Bai Xiang, who was lost in thought, and took it without hesitation.

During the process, their fingers inevitably brushed against each other.

There's nothing wrong with what Bai thought.

But she inexplicably noticed that Bai Zhuqing's face turned red.

Chapter Twenty-One: The Divine Cry Dojo

Bai Zhuqing blushed briefly, but quickly regained her composure.

Bai Xiang didn't pay much attention; she was more focused on the gift box in her hand, curious about what Bai Lianzhou had put inside.

From childhood to adulthood, this second uncle, who was not good at expressing himself, would sometimes give him candy and sometimes money—always straightforward gifts. To present it so carefully in a box was something Bai Xiang had never seen before.

The gift box was wrapped in a layer of old newspaper, which was quite in line with Bai Lianzhou's style of 'decoration'. Bai wanted to tear the newspaper open to reveal the contents, but before he could even see the line of small seal script written on it, Bai Leying, who had already been peeking out, exclaimed in surprise.

Wow! Is this 'Ming Yushuang'?

"Second Uncle is being far too biased!"

Ming Yushuang?

Bai thought for a moment and remembered that he often heard this term in TV commercials.

Mingyu Cream is a star product developed by Mingyu Company.

Mingyu Company is a health product company that develops and manufactures Taoist medicines, nourishing supplements, and beauty products. Mingyu Cream is so famous among their many products not only because it is particularly suitable for Jian Sheng during the nourishing stage, but also because it can "remove scars and whiten the skin".

A standard gift set contains twelve tubes of 'Mingyushuang' ointment, which is more than enough for the skin and flesh to be smoothed during the nourishing stage, no matter how wasteful you are.

This box is truly valuable; Bai Lianzhou has really spent a lot of money this time.

"Stop calling out," the dark-skinned second uncle said coldly. "This is Xiang'er's initiation ceremony."

"If you and Zhuqing want it, that's fine too. I'll buy it for you when you both become cultivators."

It turned out to be the case.

Bai Xiang found it somewhat amusing.

As expected, he is the usual 'sword fanatic' persona. Bai Lianzhou has never expressed such sentiments when the younger members of the Bai family celebrate festivals or birthdays, but he seems to be particularly happy now that he has entered the Dao.

"Sister's already entered the Dao?" Bai Leying exclaimed in surprise. "How could it be so fast? Didn't you say there was no hope before summer vacation?"

"Entering the Dao through swordsmanship is related to willpower," Bai Xiang said calmly. "Once you understand some principles thoroughly, entering the Dao becomes much easier."

"Not bad." Bai Lianzhou cast an approving glance at him from the rearview mirror. "It seems you've really improved."

Saying so much today was probably too much of a luxury for Bai Lianzhou. So much so that he didn't utter a single word for the rest of the journey, not even when Bai tried to explain why he had a holiday.

"Yueying and I were wondering why all the schools in Daoshi were on holiday. It turns out that No. 1 Middle School has been attacked by a monster."

Bai Zhuqing was also shocked after hearing the story. She immediately leaned closer to Bai Xiang and looked at her hopefully, saying, "Sister Xiang'er, can I see your hands?"

Bai wanted to know if she was worried about the cut on his arm, so he generously showed it to her. There was nothing to hide about it, so he showed it to her without hesitation.

"No matter how quickly it heals, it will inevitably leave a scar." Bai Zhuqing stroked the bandage with great heartache, glancing at the gift box beside her from time to time. "Second Uncle really made the right choice with this gift!"

"Sis~" Bai Leying leaned most of her body towards the back seat, grabbing Bai Xiang's hand and shaking it coquettishly, "You might not be able to use up all that Mingyu Cream. I mean, just in case, just in case~ just in case you have some left over, could you let me try applying it?"

"Okay." Bai Xiang agreed, and Bai Leying immediately hugged her hand and kissed it, shouting "Long live sister!" in the carriage.

Anyway, Mingyu Cream is only effective in the early stages of nourishing the mind; applying more of it later won't have much of an effect.

The harmonious relationship among this generation of children is probably a scene that Bai Lianzhou hopes to see.

While dealing with Bai Leying, Bai Xiang kept an eye on Bai Lianzhou's profile. Sure enough, when Bai Leying started yelling, the corners of this usually expressionless second uncle's mouth curled up slightly.

Then, Bai Leying kept pestering Bai Xiang, asking her every detail of her battle with the demon.

Bai tried to explain as briefly as possible, but even so, it still caused his two younger sisters to exclaim in surprise from time to time.

The Bai family had encountered demon pools before, but those were mostly minor characters from folk tales.

For example, howling in the middle of the night or reflections under the moon can only scare people at most; their destructive power is not even a fraction of 'divine separation'.

"Then..." Bai Leying's eyes widened, "Since Sister Xiang'er saved the governor's daughter, does that mean our family has made a significant connection?"

"Le Ying!" Bai Zhuqing glared at her sister. "Others aren't owing favors to the Bai family. You absolutely mustn't say such things outside!"

"Actually, it's okay to say it that way."

Bai Xiang noticed that Bai Zhuqing was somewhat frightened and explained, "After all, I am still the chief of the dojo. With this status, it is not unreasonable to say that I am indebted to the dojo."

Don't forget, she's also the senior sister of the Divine Cry Sword Path.

Although this senior sister was only accepted as a disciple early and her skills were not as good as the other disciples before she entered the Dao, her status is still not to be ignored.

From the perspective of the original owner, this is an act of adoption and nurturing.

From the present perspective, the care her grandfather Bai Shengju showed her, the love her second uncle Bai Lianzhou gave her, and the closeness she received from the Bai sisters Bai Zhuqing and Bai Leying were treatments she could never have imagined in her previous life.

Bai Xiang didn't feel like she had been taken advantage of; she had no intention of being ungrateful.

The car drove along, passing Jinhua Square on Nanping Road, and finally stopped at the very edge of the bustling area.

After getting off the car, Bai Xiang picked up the gift box and the cloud-patterned wooden sword. Following his memory, he looked up and the first thing he saw was a row of steps sandwiched between two tall buildings.

There were probably hundreds of steps. Looking up, you would see a gatehouse made of bluestone pillars, surrounded by lush greenery.

Bai Lianzhou locked the car and led the three up the steps. As they got closer, they could see a wooden plaque hanging on the archway, bearing the four large characters 'Shenming Dojo'. Further in was a grove of green bamboo and camphor trees, with a straight path paved with bluestone leading to an antique-style building at the end of the road.

It's a pity, as it's located on the edge of the most bustling area; it's neither bad nor particularly good.

Bai Xiang shook his head inwardly.

The Shenming Dojo and the Bai family ancestral home are connected. Don't be fooled by the imposing gate; it's all just for show. Behind that antique-style building, the courtyard is actually quite small, less than half the size of the venue.

Even so, these are already considered quite favorable conditions.

After all, the ancestors of the Shinmei Sword Dojo were once wealthy. Even though the surrounding land has been occupied for urban construction for many years, the scale of the dojo that has been preserved is still enough to make small and medium-sized sword dojos envious and jealous. People will come to challenge the dojo from time to time.

Bai Xiang glanced at Bai Lianzhou, wondering what level of cultivation this second uncle possessed.

Just then, another series of footsteps came from below the steps.

Looking back, they saw that the rest of the Bai family had also arrived.

The middle-aged man in the suit at the front of this group walked with his head held high and exuded an air of authority; it was none other than Uncle Bai Guanshan.

A step behind him, wearing a long black dress, was a well-maintained, plump woman—his aunt, Zhu Ying.

Walking with Zhu Ying was a beautiful woman dressed in a moon-white outfit, somewhat like a cheongsam; she was Bai Lianzhou's wife, Shen Xuelan.

The tall, thin boy in the gray shirt hanging at the very end was Bai Lianzhou's son, Bai Maoxu.

When the four people came up the steps and saw them, Bai Guanshan first smiled at his two daughters and gestured for them to come over.

Bai Zhuqing was somewhat reluctant, but Bai Leying had already cheered and run over.

"father!"

She first went over and hugged Bai Guanshan tightly, making the man laugh out loud, then ran over to Zhu Ying and became affectionate with her mother.

"Zhuqing!"

Bai Guanshan looked at Bai Zhuqing and saw that she was still standing there hesitating, and his face darkened.

What are you still standing there waiting for?

Bai Zhuqing glanced at Bai Xiang, and under the watchful eyes of many elders, she could only shuffle over step by step to bow to Bai Guanshan.

"Father."

"Go and take a good look at your mother." Bai Guanshan nodded. "It's getting cold, and she pricked her hands while knitting scarves for you, but you didn't even comfort her."

After saying that, he smiled at Bai Lianzhou, who was standing next to him, and took out a cigarette as he walked into the dojo.

I didn't ask about Bai Xiang at all.

Didn't even look at her.

Yes.

Bai Xiang watched this scene without showing any emotion on his face.

Bai Guanshan had always disliked her.

"Shh!"

Suddenly, Bai Lianzhou stretched out an arm and blocked his elder brother Bai Guanshan.

Bai Guanshan was stunned.

He stared at Bai Lianzhou, wondering what his younger brother was up to.

"Dad said so."

Bai Lianzhou looked at him and said to him word by word.

"Entered the dojo."

No smoking.

Chapter Twenty-Two: There Was a Reason for Everything (Please add to your favorites and read on!)

A group of people walked on the stone-paved road, and their gazes toward Bai Lianzhou were somewhat strange.

Everyone thought he was going to stand up for Bai, but it turned out he just wouldn't let Bai Guanshan smoke...

Bai Xiang was also pondering these kinship relationships in his mind, wondering if Bai Lianzhou was simply stopping him for this reason, or if he was using this as an excuse to express his dissatisfaction with his elder brother by taking advantage of the rules.

The road wasn't long, and before she could figure it out, the dojo was already very close.

This is a rather impressive antique-style building with a two-story black tiled roof.

The first floor is extremely spacious. Upon entering, you can see some fitness equipment and wooden sword racks placed around the perimeter. Each of the four corners is marked out with a white line, protecting the central arena that rises up in the middle.

Shenming Sword Path is barely in the middle among the sword paths of Da Yu. Currently, it has a total of 268 disciples, divided into high-level and mid-level classes. The former is for the wealthy and powerful, while the latter is for the lower-class people.

Upon entering this place, some memories were activated. Bai recalled that his earliest memories of "sword meditation" were captured here.

Since all schools in the city were forced to close for the holidays, there were hardly any people at the dojo today.

The two hundred-plus students and disciples were probably notified of a day off when they arrived this morning, and were told to go home and wait for further instructions.

But in the corner, there was a young man dressed in pure black training clothes, wielding a wooden sword and constantly waving it, moving alone through the rotating 'wooden dummy forest', meticulously honing his swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship is the Bai family's ancestral "Divine Cry Sword".

Because the lineage was lost and there was no subsequent method of sword forging, many aspects of this sword technique are difficult to understand, and it was once abandoned because it could not be practiced.