Killing Word Sound!
Lin Bai felt as if he were facing a great enemy. He drew the Demon Sword, and a wave of sword might spread through the room.
"Who is it?"
"I am Dongfang Bai. May I ask which senior expert is here? Please show yourself!"
Lin Bai gripped the Demon Sword and stood in the room, warily watching his surroundings.
Yet after that "kill" was shouted, no sound came for a long while!
At that moment, Xiang Yun came from next door into Lin Bai's room and asked curiously, "What happened? Junior Brother Dongfang, I thought you had started fighting the Twelve Reincarnation Envoys."
Lin Bai shook his head. "Senior Brother Xiang Yun, did you just hear a man's despairing roar? He only said one word: kill!"
Xiang Yun frowned at Lin Bai. "I didn't hear anything, Junior Brother Dongfang. Have you cultivated yourself into madness? Where would there be anyone shouting here?"
"I didn't hear anything."
"Junior Brother Dongfang, although we're in grave danger, cultivation cannot be rushed. If you're too eager for quick success, you may cultivate yourself into madness and end up crippled."
Xiang Yun reminded Lin Bai.
Over the past half month, Xiang Yun had wanted to come chat with Lin Bai several times. But every time he came outside Lin Bai's residence, he saw Lin Bai sitting cross-legged in cultivation and did not disturb him.
It had been like this for more than half a month. Xiang Yun could not help marveling at how hard Lin Bai worked!
"Cultivation requires a balance between work and rest. Junior Brother, you must not rush for quick success." Xiang Yun spoke earnestly.
"Thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother Xiang Yun." Lin Bai smiled faintly. Though he said this aloud, inwardly he was pondering who had