The Head of the Cheng Family had been forced by Bai Lan to hand over the cultivation art. He had already lost all hope and only wanted to send this uninvited guest away as quickly as possible.
Yet he had not expected Bai Lan to disdain the Jade Slip he offered, not even glancing at it. She merely muttered strange things to herself after hearing the art's name, and suspicion could not help but arise in his heart.
"Young friend, do you recognize this cultivation art?" the Head of the Cheng Family asked doubtfully.
Bai Lan sighed softly and transmitted her voice, reciting the contents of the True Yang Art word by word without a single mistake.
"You!? How do you know..." The Head of the Cheng Family abruptly rose to his feet.
Bai Lan had not even touched that Jade Slip, yet she already knew what it contained. Why did she know...
"This cultivation art is an inherited art of my sect. Naturally, I know it."
The ancestral cultivation art his family had passed down for centuries had suddenly become the inherited art of someone else's sect. Those words struck the Head of the Cheng Family like a blow to the head, jolting him awake.
Bai Lan wore a complicated expression before looking at the Head of the Cheng Family. "Earlier, I happened to see members of the Cheng Family casting Mystical Techniques and found them somewhat familiar. I originally thought I had encountered a branch of fellow disciples lost outside, but it seems I was mistaken."
After a storm of thoughts and filling in an entire sequence of events for himself, the Head of the Cheng Family could not help asking curiously.
Raising her hand, Bai Lan dismissed those around her. Seeing this, she secretly smiled and also