As the petals of the White Jade Demonic Lotus scattered one by one, that fragrance that calmed the mind and soothed the spirit was drawn by Bai Ju into Ling Tian's body.
Ling Tian's condition visibly stabilized, and the fierce, vicious aura emanating from him was gradually smoothed away by a holy, pure energy.
Coming back to his senses, Ling Tian stared at Bai Ju before him in astonishment. Then, his gaze settled on the Sprout Saber standing upright at his side.
Though the blade had shed its Dark Black Radiance and looked somewhat unfamiliar on the surface, Ling Tian still found it deeply familiar and intimate. This was the saber that had accompanied him ever since the moment he first gripped a blade as a child.
"Come with me," Bai Ju said sternly, looking at Ling Tian. "I'll take you to meet someone."
Ling Tian's expression tightened, and wariness appeared on his face.
Lu Feng frowned at Bai Ju and asked bluntly, "May I ask where Senior intends to take him?"
Bai Ju shot Lu Feng a cold glare. "That isn't something you're worthy of asking!"
"I won't go with you!" Dissatisfied with Bai Ju's attitude toward Lu Feng, Ling Tian darkened his face and said, "If Esteemed Guest is after the Blood Butcher Three Sabers, I won't give them to you either."
Bai Ju dismissed it with disdain. "This old man has no interest in such a short-lived saber art."
"Short-lived?" Lu Feng froze. He had heard of the Blood Butcher Three Sabers and knew that one could increase their strength by continuously killing others and refining their blood essence, but he did not know the specific details.
Ling Tian explained, "Once one begins cultivating the Blood Butcher Three Sabers, one has only three months to live. If