"This matter won't end like this. Go back first and pretend you never saw me. Let the Bai Family pretend nothing happened either. Keep looking for people if you must, and endure what must be endured. Perhaps your ancestor is merely trapped somewhere in an unsearchable space, or in a place like the Blood Sea Wilderness that blocks all traces of life.?? ??" I said calmly.
Baili Zhi felt a sliver of hope, but still nodded and asked, "Mm. Regarding Ancestor... Grandmaster, do you have any leads or directions for the investigation?"
"I do have one good option. If even she fails, I'll have to investigate this matter in the Ancient Immortal Realm myself. You should go back and keep looking first. It may not be as bad as we imagine." Deep down, I still refused to believe that Baili Jue had simply died and vanished. In my heart, I had always felt that seeing was believing, while hearsay was unreliable.
Yet once one reached the level of a True Immortal, nothing could be said for certain. To die and vanish meant never being seen again.
My heart ached terribly. He was my disciple, after all. How could I let him disappear without knowing why? I had to uncover the whole truth behind this matter.
I drew the Floating World's Pure Tone Sword and wiped away the mark on it. Seeing this, Baili Zhi looked puzzled. "Grandmaster... what are you doing?"
"This sword was entrusted to me for safekeeping by Baili Jue. But now his life or death is unknown, and the Bai Family needs this sword more than I do. Though it is merely an external object, it symbolizes the Bai Family's enduring prosperity and flourishing vitality. Take it back." Without Baili Jue, the Bai Family could even less