Chapter 239: Revenge

The sound alone was enough to make one’s heart tremble with fear.

Bai He suppressed the fear in his heart and remained rooted to the spot without moving even a single step.

With Dai Mubai’s assistance, maintaining the Xuantian barrier suddenly became much easier.

"Master really treats you well. He gave you the Sky Cutting Sword, and he even gave you the Xuantian barrier."

When Bai He heard those words, he could not quite figure out what Dai Mubai meant.

Was he jealous?

Was he really jealous over something like this?

He could only answer awkwardly, "Master only entrusted them to me for safekeeping."

"So many treasures entrusted to your care. Master’s affection for you truly surpasses that of all of us fellow disciples. Then again, thinking about it, it’s only natural that Master treats you well."

Bai He fell silent.

There did not seem to be anything else worth saying.

The formation was finally complete.

Ye Shiyuan stood at the front while the other eight people lined up behind him.

The spirit of the Dawnmaker Divine Sword seemed to have merged with Ye Shiyuan himself, radiating an awe-inspiring presence.

Everyone watched as Ye Shiyuan raised the sword in his hand.

Combined with the overwhelming power of the Chaos Formation, he swung it fiercely toward the dragon’s neck.

Bai He did not even dare blink.

He stared fixedly at the scene before him.

The demon dragon, which had been so ferocious only moments earlier, collapsed to the ground with a thunderous crash.

After that, it did not move again.

As the dragon’s massive body lay motionless on the earth, Zhang Ping led the members of his team down from their positions.

Meanwhile, Ye Shiyuan and Xu Feng still had other matters to attend to.

Bai He also withdrew the Xuantian barrier.

Because he had consumed too much spiritual power, his head felt dizzy.

He was just about to steady himself against a nearby tree and rest for a moment when Dai Mubai reached out and caught hold of him.

"How are you still this weak?"

Bai He did not argue with him.

"Thank you, Fifth Senior Brother."

After a demon dragon was slain, it would release an extremely heavy resentment.

That resentment still needed to be purified.

The task Ye Shiyuan and Xu Feng were currently occupied with was precisely that.

Once the situation had calmed down, the people who had previously retreated gradually returned.

Ning Rongrong came back as well.

The moment Bai He saw her, he immediately pushed Dai Mubai’s hand away and strode directly toward her.

He glared at her angrily.

Then, without another word, he attacked her.

Everyone present was astonished.

Yet not a single person stepped forward to help.

After all, no one knew who they should help.

Even Han Fuju did not dare approach.

Instead, he slowly walked over to Dai Mubai’s side.

"Vice Pagoda Master, don’t you think we should help the Young Miss?"

"She has been arrogant for far too long. Today she even attempted to kill someone. It’s time she learned a lesson..."

Although Dai Mubai was always saying that Bai He was weak, he still had to admit that for someone of Bai He’s age to possess such a level of cultivation was already an exceptionally rare achievement.

It really would be unfair to be too harsh on him.

How could Ning Rongrong possibly be a match for Bai He?

Even though Bai He had just expended a considerable amount of spiritual power, he still subdued Ning Rongrong with ease in a very short amount of time.

He raised his hand and immediately cast a Immobilization Spell on her.

She stood rooted to the spot, completely unable to move.

Only her eyes remained fixed on Bai He, filled with resentment.

Bai He folded his arms across his chest.

He looked extremely pleased with himself.

"I’m warning you. Let me go immediately. Otherwise, my father will never let you off."

"The fact that I dared to attack you means I already know exactly who you are. Ning Rongrong, do you know how many people died because of you?"

Ning Rongrong’s gaze shifted away uneasily.

"I..."

"Once your father learns about this, I imagine he’ll be furious as well. I will personally go speak with him about this matter. I want to see how he intends to explain everything to the families of those people. I want to see how he accounts for all those lives that were lost."

If it had merely been an accident, perhaps there would have been excuses to offer.

But their deaths were not accidents.

They were the result of Ning Rongrong’s arrogance and overconfidence.

A similar incident had happened before.

In order to protect his daughter, Ning Huasang had publicly claimed that those people had simply been unlucky enough to encounter a demon beast and lose their lives.

In truth, that was not the real reason at all.

The true cause was Ning Rongrong herself.

With the map Ning Huasang had given her, she could have easily avoided every dangerous area within this place.

Naturally, the people following her would have remained safe as well.

But driven by ambition and the desire for glory, she caused irreversible consequences.

Then, fearing responsibility, she chose to lie.

Her actions were unforgivable.

"Who exactly are you?"

"Now that I think about it, we’ve met before. Half a year ago, inside the Spirit Pagoda, when I was speaking with your father. Miss Ning, my name is Bai He. I am the Fifth Elder of the Lingguang Sect."

Ning Rongrong’s eyes widened.

At last, she remembered who Bai He was.

She had almost forgotten.

Forgotten someone she had once considered entirely insignificant.

Now, this person had appeared before her once again, yet he was carrying himself with such confidence.

"Master."

Over on Ye Shiyuan’s side, all the remaining matters had finally been settled.

He hurried over to Bai He’s side as fast as possible.

The moment he noticed the trace of blood at the corner of Bai He’s lips, his expression changed.

"Master, are you injured?"