Chen Lin felt rather helpless.
The Bai Family really seemed to have reached the end of the road. They were actually treating a stranger whose background they knew nothing about as their last straw to cling to.
Offering him their daughter in marriage after just one meeting was utterly ridiculous.
Naturally, he could not agree. "Miss Bai Lingshan certainly has both grace and beauty, but I have no fixed abode and might not live to see tomorrow. I'm afraid Miss Bai and I aren't meant to be."
Disappointment crossed Father Bai's face, but he still refused to give up. "There is something you don't know, Daoist Lin. Although my daughter has no cultivation, she does have a spiritual root. It is simply too weak, and our family's decline left us without resources, so she has never managed to enter Qi Condensation."
Chen Lin was speechless.
If she had failed to enter Qi Condensation even in her twenties, he could only imagine how weak her spiritual root was.
She was even worse off than he was.
With aptitude like that, what would be the point of pouring resources into her to bring her to the first layer of Qi Condensation?
Perhaps the only advantage was that her children would have a much greater chance of possessing spiritual roots. But he had no desire to establish an Immortal Cultivation Family, so that was of no use to him.
This time, he could not even be bothered to speak and simply remained silent.
Father Bai sighed. "Since your heart is set on pursuing the Dao, Daoist Lin, I will make a different request."
"There is a Baoguang Pavilion in the market in the southern part of the city. It belongs to the Mountain-Backing Sect, and it has a piece of True Yang Precious