Bai Ju fell silent for a while. Seeing Ling Tian brimming with Killing Intent, he ultimately chose not to speak bluntly.
"That person is still beyond your ability to contend with."
Bai Ju demanded, "When you have trained this saber art to above the fifth level, I will tell you."
Ling Tian froze. Judging from his overall impression of the Demonic Blade Art just now, reaching the fifth-floor space within the Saber Sheath likely required at least Heaven Soul Realm Seven Breaths strength. Anything less would make it utterly impossible.
This made Ling Tian all the more concerned. He asked curiously, "Who exactly is that person? Tell me. Before I possess absolute strength, I won't be foolish enough to seek revenge."
Bai Ju let out a melancholy sigh. "You may not go looking for him, but he will come looking for you."
"I had you cultivate this saber art not to let you take revenge, but to give you the ability to protect yourself."
"At the very least, if you encounter those Blade Sect forces again, you will not be reduced to fleeing in such a miserable state."
Ling Tian vaguely guessed something and asked in alarm, "Zou Chuxi was not the key person who harmed my parents? There is someone even more formidable behind him? Was that person the one who ordered Zou Chuxi to set up a scheme against my parents?"
Bai Ju shook his head. "The only person that man wanted to deal with was your father."
Thinking of his mother's background, Ling Tian gained a vague idea of the person Bai Ju had avoided mentioning.
He said nothing more, merely tightening his grip on the long saber in his hand, his expression complicated.
By then, Lu Feng and the others had successfully left the Ghost