Chapter 739: Chapter 739: Ancestor: Be Careful of Regret Chapter 739: Chapter 739: Ancestor: Be Careful of Regret Before Chang Mei could speak, Bai Chuwei seemed to know something and preemptively said in a subdued tone, “Be careful not to make a decision you’ll regret.”
Chang Mei glared at Bai Chuwei and whispered secretly, “Don’t say you came with us; hurry and leave!”
After dropping those words, Chang Mei, fearing being entangled by Bai Chuwei–as if Bai Chuwei were a virus–turned around and bolted into the crowd.
Considering the vastness of Canglan Island, unless Duan Feihan went out of his way to find Bai Chuwei, she probably wouldn’t be found, right?
Besides, it would be best if Bai Chuwei was driven off the island, so she herself could carry out the task assigned by Elder Liu, to facilitate a match between the Young Master and Jinjin.
Bai Chuwei stood with her hands behind her back, smiling and shaking her head.
Xu Xingchen followed Jiao Peng, his eyes curiously darting around; in his eighteen years of life, this was the first time he had seen such a grand event!
Xu Xingchen was so excited he trembled slightly; if he could become one of them in the future, then what Duan Feihan or Duan Xingye were not to be feared!
Xu Xingchen felt he truly hadn’t come to the wrong place; his luck was just that good. Although he was carefully following his master Jiao Peng, the cultivators were competing on the platform above; even though he didn’t understand much, he always managed to bet and win a pile of things.
Xu Xingchen even felt his fortune was truly great.
“Little daoist friend, who will you bet on in the next round? If you get it right again, shall I gift you this Magic Artifact?” someone asked with a laugh, approaching Xu Xingchen.
Xu Xingchen’s cheeks flushed with excitement; the Duan Family’s genes were good, and Xu Li was indeed pretty. Xu Xingchen’s appearance was not lacking, and his demeanor promptly drew frequent glances from the girls around him.
“Repeat after me, anyone without a Spirit Root must leave the Gathering of Immortals immediately, or the entire family will be asked to leave!” Qingxuan’s voice sounded as if it was incessantly shouting through a megaphone.
Xu Xingchen’s heart skipped a beat, and he quickly squeezed out from the crowd, looking uneasily at Jiao Peng.
Jiao Peng, with his hands behind his back, and the mustache on his lips quivering slightly, looked somewhat haughty: “What are you afraid of? You are my disciple; they’re talking about someone else.”
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Tong Qingyan was still lying at home, life and death unknown. What other ordinary person could casually stroll onto the island?
As Xu Xingchen was wondering, his gaze suddenly stopped and fixated on a white-clothed young girl not far away.
It was actually Bai Chuwei!
Jiao Peng led Xu Xingchen towards Bai Chuwei, and with a gentle flutter of his dark robe’s long sleeves, he managed to look quite elegant: “Young lady, we meet again.”
Bai Chuwei glanced back, “Who are you?”
The old ancestor’s age was too great, and if a person wasn’t particularly important, she would quickly forget them.
Jiao Peng’s smiling face suddenly stiffened, and under the dark robe, his hand clenched into a fist. He took a deep breath and smiled saying, “Classmate Bai sure has the privilege of forgetfulness; we’ve met before at your Imperial University.”
Jiao Peng glanced around; Qingxuan Sect’s disciples were searching everywhere for the one without a Spirit Root. Jiao Peng lowered his voice and said to Bai Chuwei, “I know, the person they are looking for is you.”
On Bai Chuwei, one simply could not sense any Spiritual Energy, so she must be an ordinary person.
Jiao Peng’s gaze was burning as he stared at Bai Chuwei’s delicate face, as if he had caught her red-handed, “I see that you have an exceptional constitution, an excellent prospect for cultivation, so I don’t want to reveal it.”
Bai Chuwei: “But I think the disciples from Qingxuan Sect are not looking for me; they are looking for Xu Xingchen.”