A month later, the outer disciples on Purple Ding Mountain were all going crazy. During this month, Bai Xiaochun's constant appearances made them realize what it truly meant to treat being a "shishu" (master's uncle) as a career.
They found that no matter where on Purple Ding Mountain, they would see a clean and pale, somewhat thin young boy with a face trying to hide his pride but clearly failing, swaggering about. Whenever he saw someone, he would clear his throat. If the person didn't recognize him, he would even take the initiative to introduce himself...
The three words "Shishu Bai" were about to be said until their tongues were raw, yet they had no choice. Bai Xiaochun was the sect leader's junior brother, outranking all disciples. Anyone who dared to disrespect him would be violating sect rules.
Eventually, the disciples sought out Zhang Da Pang, who intervened and persuaded Bai Xiaochun to leave—like sending off a revered ancestor—and go to... Qingfeng Mountain.
Another month passed, and the disciples of Qingfeng Mountain went mad as well.
Especially Chen Fei and his two companions. Over that month, they were despondent. Bai Xiaochun frequently appeared in front of their gate, and every time, unless they shouted "Shishu Bai" hundreds of times, he would not be satisfied.
What's worse, whenever Chen Fei and the others showed even the slightest disrespect, Bai Xiaochun would report them to the law enforcement hall. They lived in constant fear, and eventually, after almost pleading and breaking down, they revealed Qian Dajin, who had also been tormented into a wreck by Bai Xiaochun. Only then did Bai Xiaochun leave Qingfeng Mountain with a sigh and some guilt.
"Outer disciples all know me, but some inner disciples still haven't seen me. Especially that Qian Dajin—I haven't forgotten him!" Bai Xiaochun pondered, nodded deeply, feeling life had gained a new interest, and hurried to seek out the inner disciples.
In the following days, Bai Xiaochun's figure still appeared from time to time on the three peaks, mostly within the inner disciples' living areas. With his status, he could enter almost any place in Lingxi Sect.
But he quickly lost interest. Most inner disciples were in seclusion and very few appeared over several months. Especially Qian Dajin—the numerous protective formations outside his cave were all activated, scaring him from coming out. Bai Xiaochun stood at Qian Dajin's door for a whole month, shouting, but received no reply.
"I don't believe it!" Bai Xiaochun stood at Qian Dajin's door, trying to break the formation, but the inner disciple's formations were not easily broken by force. Seeing this, Bai Xiaochun was about to find help to break open Qian Dajin's cave together.
At that moment, two figures quickly arrived from afar—two inner disciples, one tall and one short. When they got close, they looked at Bai Xiaochun without paying respects and calmly said,
"Shishu Bai, for the sake of Qian Dajin, could you give my young master some face and let this matter go?"
"My young master is Shangguan Tianyou." The tall inner disciple emphasized this.
Shangguan Tianyou was the top genius among the three great talents of the South Bank's three peaks! His talent was said to be rare in Lingxi Sect's South Bank for a thousand years. Although still an outer disciple, he was destined to become a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Many elders treated him differently, and the sect put a lot of effort into nurturing him, hoping he would one day surpass the North Bank. He had many followers on Qingfeng Mountain.
Bai Xiaochun's expression remained calm. In the past, he might have been afraid, but although he was scared of death, that did not mean he was timid. For anything unrelated to death, he was very bold.
Now, with his status, it was unlikely he would face mortal danger in the sect. He looked down arrogantly at the two who spoke and smiled slightly.
"To see me and not pay respects—you two have some nerve. Who gave you the confidence to be so arrogant and disrespectful? Is it that Shangguan Tianyou?"
At this, the two inner disciples' expressions changed. The tall one's eyes flashed with fierceness.
"Shishu Bai, watch your words."
Before he could finish, Bai Xiaochun's figure suddenly vanished. The tall disciple was stunned, and before they could react, Bai Xiaochun appeared right in front of him.
His speed was too fast to be seen clearly. Bai Xiaochun raised his right hand and slapped the tall inner disciple's face, creating a thunderous sound.
The tall disciple's robe instantly emitted a protective glow—a kind of magical tool exclusive to inner disciples—but as soon as Bai Xiaochun's palm touched, the glow shattered into pieces, unable to block any of the force. Bai Xiaochun's palm contained limitless power, like a mountain crashing down.
With a boom, the tall disciple's eyes saw stars, his head ringing as if hit by a mountain. He spat blood and was thrown dozens of meters away, unconscious without even a scream.
The sudden scene shocked the short inner disciple, who stepped back instinctively, trembling and swallowing hard. Looking at his unconscious companion and Bai Xiaochun, he gasped in disbelief.
"You... you..." he pointed at Bai Xiaochun, shaking and confused. He never expected Bai Xiaochun's physical strength to be so terrifying. After all, that was an eighth-level Qi Condensation expert...
"You're an elder? You're just an inner disciple and dare point your finger like that?" Bai Xiaochun turned to the short disciple and started walking toward him.
The short disciple screamed and tried to back away, but before he could retreat far, the wind howled and Bai Xiaochun appeared instantly. Another slap came down.
Suddenly, a cold voice shouted from the mountain below,
"Stop!"
A figure hurriedly approached.
Bai Xiaochun didn't even glance and slapped the short disciple's face with a boom. Teeth flew everywhere, blood sprayed, and the man's neck twisted as he was flung aside, passing out.
After finishing, Bai Xiaochun flicked his sleeve and looked up at the approaching man. He was a middle-aged man with a cultivation level at the ninth level of Qi Condensation, about the same as Chen Heng.
The man stared angrily at Bai Xiaochun and laughed bitterly.
"Didn't you hear what I just said? Damn it, Bai Xiaochun, you…"
"Hey, young master, do you want a slap too?" Bai Xiaochun smiled, chin raised. From the previous two and now this one, Bai Xiaochun could tell they had no respect for him, even held contempt deep in their bones, acting all high and mighty. He really disliked such inner disciples.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man's expression darkened, his voice stopped abruptly. Bai Xiaochun's physical power startled him. He had been angry before but now took a deep breath. Combined with Bai Xiaochun's status, even the law enforcement hall could not say much about his actions.
"Bai Xiaochun, my young master wants you to go meet him," the man said after suppressing his anger. He had come on Shangguan Tianyou's orders to summon Bai Xiaochun.
In his opinion, his young master was overreacting. Bai Xiaochun was just a lucky outer disciple, a clown who happened to kill a few weak families' cultivators. If it weren't for luck, the sect wouldn't have promoted him like this, and he definitely wouldn't be considered to have any hope of rising to Golden Core. It was beneath the young master to send someone to summon such a figure.
Even just asking Bai Xiaochun to visit was a loss of status.
"An outer disciple, even if a genius, so what? He wants me to go see him? He should come to see me!" Bai Xiaochun clearly felt Shangguan Tianyou's arrogance. With his identity, it was unacceptable that the other party neither came personally nor sent a message himself, instead ordering him to come.
He flicked his sleeve, sending a strong gust of wind that ruffled the man's clothes and ignited his anger.
"Bai Xiaochun, my young master asking you to visit is giving you a huge favor. Many people want to see him but have no chance, and you—" Before he could finish, his expression changed sharply as Bai Xiaochun suddenly appeared in front of him and slapped him again.
"How dare you!!" The middle-aged man's ninth-level Qi Condensation power exploded. He formed hand seals and summoned wind blades to block Bai Xiaochun.
But as soon as the blades appeared, a roaring sound burst forth. Bai Xiaochun's palm crushed them all like they were paper, and none could resist.
His slap landed squarely on the man's face.
With a boom, the man screamed, was thrown dozens of meters away, and barely managed to stand.
"Not even as good as Chen Heng. No wonder you recognize others as masters. Get lost!" Bai Xiaochun flicked his sleeve and snorted arrogantly.
The middle-aged man glared at Bai Xiaochun in horror, trembling as blood dripped from his swollen left cheek, then hurriedly retreated.
After the man left, Bai Xiaochun turned his eyes toward Qian Dajin's cave and narrowed them. He was cautious by nature, so anyone who wanted to kill him would be met with ruthless retaliation.
Even if Qian Dajin had Shangguan Tianyou's backing, Bai Xiaochun wouldn't let it go. Though he appeared casual, he had long been investigating Qian Dajin.
"Thinking you can hide inside so I can't get to you?" Bai Xiaochun snorted coldly and turned away.
With his current status, it wasn't long before a mission jade slip flew from the law enforcement hall and appeared before Qian Dajin's cave.
Like Bai Xiaochun's own initial dangerous task, Qian Dajin was forced to undertake dangerous missions repeatedly. He bitterly suffered and wanted to avoid danger, but underestimated Bai Xiaochun's ruthlessness.
Bai Xiaochun had already arranged dozens of such tasks for Qian Dajin and secretly contacted Hou Yunfei. The Hou family was a cultivation clan with a Foundation Establishment ancestor and deep resources, and they took Bai Xiaochun seriously. Along with Hou Yunfei and Hou Xiaomei's presence, they formed natural allies.
They would definitely ensure that Qian Dajin would meet an unexpected demise during these missions.
The law enforcement hall knew about Qian Dajin but didn't act at first since Bai Xiaochun had just returned from apparent death and the matter was sensitive. They recorded it but took no immediate action.
Now Bai Xiaochun had returned and wanted to handle it. The law enforcement hall did not stop him and even felt somewhat indebted, allowing Bai Xiaochun to take action freely. Inside, Qian Dajin was effectively marked for death.