Only after everyone had left did a vicious, icy look suddenly flash in Ling Duan's eyes. A thought stirred, giving rise to inexplicable resentment. "Baili Tusu, don't you dare blame Senior Brother! If you have to blame someone, blame yourself for making Junior Sister Fuqu treat you so well while being so cold to me."
Over the years, as the sect master's disciple, Ling Duan had enjoyed unrivaled prestige in Tianyong City. On top of that, he possessed extraordinary talent and advanced rapidly in cultivation, already reaching the Qi Refinement into Core Formation stage. As time passed, he grew increasingly arrogant. He not only formed cliques for personal gain but also often made things difficult for disciples who kept their distance from him.
Over the years, Sect Master Hansu's only daughter, Fuqu, had grown into an elegant young woman. Ling Duan had long admired her, but although Fuqu was gentle by nature, she treated only the two brothers Ling Yue and Baili Tusu differently. Ling Yue was the chief disciple under the Sword Elder, possessed outstanding talent, and was rumored to have encountered many fortuitous opportunities in his youth. He had already reached the Core Formation into Nascent Soul stage, with strength rivaling that of some elders. Ling Duan naturally did not dare offend him. Thus, he directed all his resentment at Baili Tusu and held a deep grudge against him.
Nearby, Zhaolin saw the terrifying, poisonous-snake-like look in Ling Duan's eyes and could not help shivering inwardly. Remembering Ling Duan's words just now, he began to worry about Baili Tusu.
Although Baili Tusu had always been aloof, spending most of his time cultivating in the Back Mountain of Ling Tian Pavilion and rarely interacting with others, and although many unpleasant rumors about him circulated within the sect, they were