The Appointed Day

Before long, Xu Changqing followed Bai Ling'er to the third floor of the Water-Control Pavilion.

The moment he came upstairs, he felt that this place was like an entirely different world from below.

The third floor was even larger than he had imagined.

It was filled with rows upon rows of numbered rooms, such as 301.

He had assumed it was a residential area, but it turned out to be a floor dedicated to talisman crafting.

It seemed these Water Spirit Root cultivators kept their work and lives separate.

Without exception, everyone on this floor was either a talisman master or a talisman master's family member.

Bai Ling'er and Bai Zhuer.

One was at Late Qi Refining, while the other was at Foundation Establishment Early Stage.

Logically speaking, neither should have been qualified to enter the third floor of the Water-Control Pavilion.

But they had a good father—a Foundation Establishment Perfection Advanced Talisman Master.

Because of that, the two women could come and go freely without any restrictions.

Before long, Xu Changqing met Bai Ling'er's father.

His name was Bai Xiaotian.

Beneath his sword-like brows were a pair of sharp eyes like cold stars.

Years of drawing runes had left the joints of his hands distinct, and even his palms were stained through with dark ink.

He wore a dark cloud-patterned robe, with wave-shaped water patterns embroidered around its hem.

He gave off an overall impression of steadiness and reserve.

Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be around forty or fifty.

For a cultivator, that was not old at all. It was even considered very young.

Bai Ling'er skipped up to him. "Father!"

Xu Changqing hurried after her and cupped his hands in salute. "Senior Bai!"

Bai Xiaotian glanced at his younger daughter. Seeing that her mouth was covered