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Chapter 312: No One Can Handle That Responsibility Except Me!

A Will Eternal – Chapter 312

Chapter 312: No One Can Handle That Responsibility Except Me!

Bai Xiaochun understood. The scar explained everything. The person he met in the tunnel in the blood master trial with fire was not Xuemei.

"Mei’er doesn't remember anything that happened after he entered the tunnel that day," Patriarch Limitless said slowly, his expression solemn. “That includes everything that involves you being the ruler of blood. He only remembered waking up outside the Blood Ancestor.

“After realizing that he had no memory of the events in the tunnel, his heart was filled with confusion and panic. He immediately came to report everything to me, and even I was shocked. I used all the power I had to investigate the matter, but could not give an explanation. If you know the person in question, tell me who it is! ”

Bai Xiaochun opened his mouth to speak, but in the end, did not reveal Du Lingfei's name. He suddenly realized that, considering he did not know who he really was, he also did not know if his name was really Du Lingfei ….

Everything about him is a great mystery. As he sank further into silence, he also realized that all the clues he had gathered so far were useless.

Finally, he shook his head and clasped hands formally on Patriarch Limitless and Xuemei. Then he turned and left. Xuemei sighed. Clearly, Bai Xiaochun had some sort of connection with whoever had replaced him in the tunnel. He could also see that Bai Xiaochun had been struck by a deep sadness.

Patriarch Limitless watched Bai Xiaochun leave, and did nothing to stop him. Bai Xiaochun had a very special position, and if there was anything he did not want to talk about, Patriarch Limitless could not force him to do so.

Bai Xiaochun walked down the street a bit far away, then randomly picked an empty spirit residence to enter. Once inside, he looked at the moonlit sky and thought back to everything he remembered about Du Lingfei. Then he revisited what he had learned from Patriarch Limitless and his daughter. After a while, he sighed.

"Du Lingfei, who exactly are you …?"

A month passed, during which time the Spirit Sect and Blood Stream slowly absorbed the streams of Profound and Pill. The big city became the headquarters of their new sect. As for the Spirit cultivators and the Bloodstream Sect, the time they spent fighting together left many of them with close friendships.

Although the two sects had yet to fully unite, there was much less friction than before. Conflicts would occasionally break out, but overall, things became very calm.

Everyone seems to be in control. After all, the war is not over. Although there were no opponents to fight in the Lower Reaches, everyone knew their true purpose was Middle Reaches!

Only by becoming a Middle Reach sect could war really be considered!

The joint goal was like the glue that bound the Spirit and the Bloodstream Sect together. As for the patriarch and Gold Core cultivators, they knew more than anyone that if the two sects worked together, they could be like powerful weapons. However, any split can lead to mutual destruction!

Because of that reality, and because of Bai Xiaochun, the alliance of the two sects continued to grow strong and strong.

After reaching an agreement with the Spirit Sect and the Bloodstream, the Evil Patriarch and the rest of the Profound Stream Sect did their best to join in the effort. They wanted to be part of the future Middle Reach sect, and had the chance to continue passing down their traditions.

The cultivators of the Great Flow Sect were very sincere in their desire to cooperate. They had been beaten up well and truly, and now that a new sect was established by the Spirit and Bloodstream Sect, they wanted to be a part of it. They also want to go to Middle Reaches and have access to the abundant resources there. Therefore, they do not reject any demands from them, and work hard in every aspect necessary.

It was the same as the Pill Stream Sect. As for those who had betrayed their sect in the past, mercy and understanding were shown, and they were allowed to return to their previous positions.

The two sects were previously mortal enemies, but now, in this new sect, they had no choice but to submit to the Spirit and Bloodstream Sect. If they wanted to have a say in the future affairs of the sect, they would have to maintain good relations with other sects, including the Profound Flow Sect. That's the only way to ensure that they get a share of the resources that can be had in Middle Reaches.

Bai Xiaochun did not pay much attention among the sects. He knew that the ancestors would handle affairs in the best possible way. Not having much to do, he went into secluded meditation. After burying the matter of Du Lingfei in his heart, he appeared refreshed. Just as he was about to go look for Big Fatty Zhang and the other friends, the founding patriarch of the Spirit Stream Sect sent him a Dharmic decree, summoning him to a large hall in the middle of the city.

Bai Xiaochun had no interest in attending the meeting, but he really had no choice. Sighing, he headed towards the large hall. Along the way, every disciple who saw him would clasped hands and bowed, a respectful and amazed expression on their faces. Bai Xiaochun's heart immediately swelled with pleasure.

As he walked, he would wave and call out greetings.

"Your hard work is greatly appreciated, Sect Nieces and Nephews!"

“Continue working well! It's done well!"

"You have my support, all of you!"

Slowly but surely, his gloomy mood faded. Finally, he reached the large hall, and the disciples in charge of guarding held hands and shouted, "Greetings, Junior Patriarch!"

Bai Xiaochun's heart surged into the sky.

Assuming the posture of someone from the Senior Generation, he clasped his hands behind his back and said, "Keep working as hard as you, and one day, you might as well become a junior patriarch!"

With that, he chuckled and stepped into the large hall.

The Ironwood Patriarch and the Song Clan patriarch did not come to join the main force. Without them present, the remaining four patriarchs of the Spirit Stream Sect and six of the Blood Stream Sect.

Four patriarchs were present to represent the Profound Stream Sect, including Crimsonsoul. Finally, there were three patriarchs from the Pill Stream Sect. In total, there were seventeen Nascent Soul Daoist masters, whose soul fluctuations completely filled the enormous hall.

As soon as Bai Xiaochun entered, the eyes of all seventeen individuals focused on him. A different expression could be seen on that gaze. The patriarchs of the Spirit Stream Sect and the Blood Stream Sect were calm. The Patriarchs of the Great Flow Sect had conflicting expressions, especially the Crimsonsoul Patriarch, whose heart trembled with a certain sense of helplessness.

As for the three Nascent Soul ancestors from the Pill Stream Sect, their eyes shone with an interesting strange radiance.

It all makes sense, of course. The entire situation in the cultivation world of the Lower Reach had been changed because of Bai Xiaochun!

Seeing so many Nascent Soul experts staring at him caused Bai Xiaochun to shiver. Suddenly, he is struck with fear that the patriarchs may have decided to ditch him now that his usefulness is over, or that they want to settle accounts based on his past mistakes. His face turned pale, and his eyes widened. Looking around nervously, he became even more convinced that he was right.

"Um, good morning, ancestors .." he said carefully. With the exception of the patriarch of the Spirit Stream Sect, all the other Nascent Soul experts gaped in shock. But none of them spoke. Instead, their gazes grew deeper as they stared at him, making it impossible to tell what they were thinking.

The founding patriarch of the Spirit Stream Sect looked at Bai Xiaochun and said, "Bai Xiaochun, there's something you should—"

The expressions on the faces of the patriarchs caused Bai Xiaochun's heart to tremble. As soon as the founding patriarch started talking, he was sure that he would say something bad. It would definitely be some kind of dangerous mission or task. Bai Xiaochun's face fell down, and his heart started beating rapidly.

He suddenly realized that he could not let the founding patriarch finish that sentence. If he did, it would be very difficult to refuse that request. Before he could finish speaking, Bai Xiaochun clutched his chest and shouted, then coughed out a mouthful of blood. While staggering backwards, his face turned deathly pale, and he gasped, “Legendor, I was seriously injured in battle, which opened the previously healed wound! I need to do secluded meditation to recover. All right, I won't bother you anymore. Good bye now!"

With that, he rushed towards the door.

Before he could take more than a few steps, the founding patriarch glared at him and said, "Stop there!"

Bai Xiaochun stopped on the spot, it seemed like he might cry at any moment. Coughing out another mouthful of blood, he looked at the founder's patriarch's shoulders pitifully.

"Patriark, I'm really hurt. That bad. Really bad. Besides, I've been too famous recently. If I go alone, many people will come after me. Why not give someone else a mission? I really can't fight a war …. ”

The founding patriarch seemed to be under a sudden headache, and was unsure whether to laugh or cry. The other patriarchs of the Spirit Stream Sect all smiled wryly. They had heard of Bai Xiaochun's personality, but this was the first time they had seen him in person, and they were stunned.

The ancestors from the Blood Stream Sect were even more astonished. The Limitless Patriarch could barely believe what he saw, and the arch-patriarch was shocked. It was hard to mention the Profound Flow Sect or the Pill Flow Sect. The eyes of the Crimsonsoul Patriarch were as wide as a plate, and his expression was extremely disbelieving, as if he had just seen a ghost. He could hardly believe that the Bai Xiaochun he saw on the battlefield was the same person as the one standing in front of him.

He even began to wonder if it was hallucinating, or if Bai Xiaochun had somehow been replaced.

The three patriarchs of the Pill Stream Sect were completely shocked. The words Bai Xiaochun had just spoken echoed in their minds, and they had difficulty reconciling that this was the person who had brought an important change to the eastern Lower Reach.

"We don't want you to go on another mission!" said the founder patriarch, shaking his head.

Bai Xiaochun blinked, then asked for confirmation a few times.

“I've said, we don't want you to go on a mission. Just as you suggested before all of this started, we are discussing the establishment of a new sect. We need a name for it, and wonder if you have any advice. "

"Oh?" Bai Xiaochun said. Nervously, he started babbling: “The sect name, huh? Hm What about the Eternal Demon Sect? Or Sect Forever Alive? No, no, it's not gonna work. We're going to reach the middle of the river, right? We need something with the word ‘sungi’ in it. What about the River Suppression Sect? Or we can go with the Turtle River Sect. Hey, that's a good name! Turtle River Sect! There is some deep meaning in it. Wait for. Let me think again. How about Bastard– “

"We'll go with the River-Defying Sect," the founding patriarch interjected, worried about where Bai Xiaochun would go next, and that he might say the sect's name was even more inappropriate. "There's something else to discuss. During the ceremony, we need to officially mention the name of the sect's junior patriarch. In addition to the name of the sect itself, we also want to ask for your opinion on who to choose! "

"Officially name the junior patriarch?" Bai Xiaochun's eyes widened, and finally, his heart subsided with the realization that they really didn't call him here to give him a dangerous mission. Breathing a sigh of relief, his expression changed from nervous to solemn. Blood disappeared from his lips, and his pale expression turned into dignity. Suddenly, he looked like a mountain peak, standing there tall, reserved, and heroic.

The steel veins pulsed and eyes flickered like lightning, he said, "Nobody can handle that responsibility but me!"

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