Bai Zhengli, beside himself with rage
The fire control method of the "Nine Luminaries Fire-Controlling True Scripture" was simpler than Song Wen had expected. In just half a year, Song Wen had comprehended most of it.
With this Cultivation Method, Song Wen can control both the Azure Firmament True Fire and the Great Sun Golden Flame True Fire, whether in human form or after transforming into the Vermilion Bird. However, he cannot fuse the two together.
This is because, according to the "Nine Luminaries Fire-Controlling True Scripture," fusing True Fire requires the use of some auxiliary spiritual materials.
The auxiliary spiritual materials required for fusing different True Fire are not the same, but through the continuous attempts of countless predecessors of the Purple Star Immortal Sect, a universal auxiliary material formula has been developed, which can fuse eight or nine out of ten True Fire in the world.
However, Song Wen is currently unable to gather all the spiritual materials required for the auxiliary ingredient formula.
After pondering for a moment, Song Wen left Bamboo-Hidden Ravine and headed towards Central Mu City.
In the past six months, Bai Jinge had visited him twice, but he had never been to Central Mu City.
Central Mu City.
This time, Song Wen didn't try to sneak around; instead, he directly invited Bai Jinge to meet him at the city's central square.
Since Bai Zhengli already knew about it and hadn't bothered him again, he probably just gritted his teeth and swallowed his anger.
After Bai Jinge arrived, she threw herself into Song Wen as if no one else was around.
Hu Rui, who came with her, turned her back from afar, whether for peace and quiet or out of embarrassment at being with the two of them, it's unclear.
"Extreme Yin, you've finally come to see me." Bai Jinge's eyes shone with undisguised joy.
"It's been so long since I've seen you, I came all this way to see you," Song Wen said with a smile.
"You're so considerate." Bai Jinge smiled, her eyes crinkling. "So, what shall we do today?"
"How about we take a stroll around Central Mu City?" Song Wen suggested.
"Okay," Bai Jinge readily agreed.
The two walked hand in hand, strolling through one shop after another.
As they walked out of a shop selling Buddhist robes, a middle-aged man with the cultivation level of Early Lingxu Dao Immortal Stage approached them.
"Greetings, Miss Bai." The middle-aged man wore a deliberately ingratiating smile.
Bai Jinge Liu Mei slightly, scrutinizing the other person from head to toe.
"You are... Steward Li."
"It is indeed your subordinate."
Steward Li's gaze then shifted to Song Wen.
Who is this?
"He is my beloved, Extreme Yin." Bai Jinge replied, then turned to Song Wen and said, "Extreme Yin, this is Steward Li from the Heavenly Secrets Hall of our sect."
"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Li," Song Wen said, bowing slightly.
"Brother Dao, you're too kind." Steward Li's smile grew even warmer. "Brother Dao, you look unfamiliar. You must not be from a sect. May I ask where you cultivate?"
"Fellow Daoist Li, you are always welcome to visit Bamboo-Hidden Ravine whenever you have free time," Song Wen said.
"Certainly, certainly. I hope you won't mind me bothering you then, fellow Daoist."
As Steward Li was speaking, he suddenly noticed that Bai Jinge's face was becoming increasingly gloomy. After a moment's thought, he understood the key to the matter and hurriedly added.
"I am deeply fortunate to have met you today, fellow Daoist. I will not trouble you any further. Farewell."
After saying that, Steward Li turned and left.
Bai Jinge watched Steward Li's departing figure, a look of annoyance on her face.
"Even taking a stroll in the city is no peaceful experience; people are always bothering me."
Before Steward Li, more than a dozen disciples of the Purple Star Immortal Sect had already come to try and get close to the two of them.
Song Wen, however, did not take it to heart and gently squeezed Bai Jinge's hand.
"Don't be angry, they just wanted to make a good connection."
"Don't be angry," Bai Jinge said. "It's not worth ruining our meeting today for these people. Let's go to the Rare Treasure Pavilion across the street; this shop sells all sorts of rare and exotic beasts."
Bai Jinge pulled Song Wen along and headed towards a shop diagonally opposite.
However, a majestic aura suddenly descended from the sky.
Immediately afterwards, Song Wen felt the scenery before him suddenly change. The streets and the crowds around him disappeared instantly, and the surroundings became gray and hazy, like smoke and mist, making it impossible to see clearly.
"What kind of tactic is this?"
Song Wen's heart tightened, and the hairs on his body stood on end.
Bai Jinge, on the other hand, appeared much calmer, simply holding Song Wen's hand tightly.
"Father, come out. I know it's you!"
Countless points of light drifted out from the depths of the gray fog, coalescing into a figure in front of the two—it was Bai Zhengli.
"Greetings, Senior Bai."
Song Wen wanted to clasp his hands in a gesture of respect, but Bai Jinge held one of his hands tightly, so he could only bow in greeting.
Bai Zhengli's gaze fell on the two people's tightly clasped fingers, and his face immediately turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
"You dare to hold Jinge's hand right in front of me! Extreme Yin, are you trying to provoke me?"
Song Wen had no way to express his feelings.
It wasn't that he didn't want to let go, but Bai Jinge was holding on too tightly. If he forcibly broke free, he would definitely hurt Bai Jinge. At that time, Bai Zhengli would probably be even more indignant.
Bai Jinge suddenly stepped forward, blocking half of Song Wen's body.
"Father, it was my insistence that I hold his hand; it has nothing to do with him. If you wish to punish someone, do so to me."
"You..."
Bai Zhengli's temples throbbed with anger, his eyes blazing with fury; but ultimately he had nowhere to vent his anger, so he could only slam his sleeves down in anger.
"Bai Jinge, how dare you walk hand in hand with a man in the street and claim he's your 'sweetheart'? What kind of behavior is this?"
"Father, Extreme Yin is the love of my life. What's wrong with holding hands?" Bai Jinge confidently, without feeling anything was amiss.
"The love of my life?" Bai Zhengli laughed angrily. "Extreme Yin, you're quite something! My daughter, whom I've raised for so many years, has been snatched away by a mere few words from a junior like you!"
Bai Jinge immediately objected.
"Father, can you please not speak so harshly! What do you mean by 'abducted'? Extreme Yin in love."
Bai Zhengli was so angry that he couldn't speak. His chest heaved several times before he finally let out a heavy snort through his nose.
"You've only known him for a short time, and you dare to claim mutual affection? I think he's just a smooth talker who's got you wrapped around his little finger! He's only getting close to you because you're my daughter!"
Bai Jinge said, "Even if Extreme Yin is lying to me, I'm willing to accept it. I only wish he could lie to me for the rest of my life."
Bai Zhengli was furious, but he clearly loved his only daughter terribly and couldn't bring himself to punish her, so he could only vent his anger on Song Wen.
"Extreme Yin, did you hear that? My daughter has said all this, and you're just hiding behind her, letting a woman like her shield you?"
Song Wen pulled Bai Jinge back half a step, his gaze fixed on Bai Zhengli.
"Senior Bai, my feelings for Jinge are sincere. I beg you to grant my request."