The next day, Bai Qingcheng sent Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi to Anshan City, several hundred li north of Qingshan City.
In Anshan City, there was a residence the Bai Family had purchased temporarily.
This place was quite far from the mountain city, removed from disputes and turmoil, and with several Golden Cores of the Bai Family guarding it, it was extremely safe.
"You will stay here for now. Once I've handled matters, we'll return to the Bai Family together. You've been away from home for so long, and the old ancestor misses you very much too..."
After Bai Qingcheng finished speaking, she turned and left.
"Mother..."
Bai Qingcheng looked back and saw two pairs of eyes filled with hope and longing. Her heart turned bitter.
These two children, Zisheng and Zixi, had never shown such obvious care and concern for anyone before...
Not even for her, their own mother...
"I understand."
Bai Qingcheng spoke lightly.
After that, she no longer looked at her two children. She turned and left, but worry filled her heart.
Lishan City—what came next would be the true storm of blood and rain.
Even if she wanted to, she might not be able to save that child called "Mo Hua."
All the more so because he had fallen into the hands of "Ghost Daoist"...
Snatching food from a "tiger's" mouth was not so easy...
Two days later, Bai Qingcheng arrived at a newly built Cultivation Camp outside Lishan City.
Outside the camp, Second-Grade and even Third-Grade Array Techniques had been laid down.
Inside the camp, the Dao Court's Dao Soldiers were stationed.
At the same time, all the forces of Dao Province had also dispatched high-ranking cultivators with real authority within their families to gather here.
Within the camp stood a hall carved with a