Chapter 45: Senior Brother and Junior Brother

  Bai Qi didn't bother to explain anything to the White Crane True Person, and the Jade Buddha had already transmitted a message into his mind when he entered the underground cave, telling him to take the Jade Buddha away from this place.

  Bai Qi did not respond at the time, but he also understood that this jade Buddha was a treasure of Buddhism, and it was likely to be a magical instrument with a spirit. In Buddhist circles, it is called a Buddhist instrument.

  As for why the Buddha's vessel with spiritual energy did not leave on its own, Bai Qi estimated it was related to the White Lotus Sect in the city. This Buddha's vessel, however, was crafted by a high-ranking monk of the Red Lotus Pure Land Sect.

  Bai Qi was able to remain calm and unchanged because of the Buddha's promise to lend a hand.

  This Jade Buddha is nothing but a return to the Honglian Jingtu Sect, and he promised Luo Jiang that he would send back his Tianmo Mirror, so it doesn't matter about this Jade Buddha.

  Cleaned up everything, Bai Qi saw that the limbs of Bai He True Man had not grown back. Unable to help it, he infused his own yuanqi into Bai He True Man's body and dissipated the medicinal properties. Only then did Bai He True Man's limbs barely reconnect, but he still couldn't walk. His meridians were completely severed, and from then on, wanting to restart his cultivation would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

  "Sparing your life is to make you more familiar with the affairs of the cultivation world. Xian Chang, don't blame me for being ruthless, if it were someone else, they would have died several times already." Bai Qi said, taking out a large flag and wrapping White Crane True Person in it, carrying him on his back as he jumped out of the underground cave.

  Bai Qi walked out along the original road, and the rich merchant was still waiting in the carriage. Bai Qi spat out a sword pellet and directly beheaded the rich merchant. Although this rich merchant was originally a great thief from the rivers and seas, he also had the physique of a prenatally trained martial artist, but how could he be an opponent of a cultivator who refines his energy? Bai Qi's swordsmanship was rough, but the sword pellets flew swiftly like lightning, ordinary warriors couldn't even see them clearly.

  Those two guards, Bai Qi did not kill, but instead knocked them unconscious, then got on the carriage himself, threw the White Crane True Person on it, let a soldier drive the carriage, and headed south.

  Bai He's eyes narrowed as he saw Bai Qi spare the lives of the two guards. With a cold smile, he said: "I originally thought you were a decisive person. Leaving these two guards alive, aren't you afraid of leaking information? The whole world is looking for you, and your soft-heartedness will be your death sentence."

  "If everyone in the world is looking for me, even if I killed those two people, it would be useless. Xian Chang, you have been broken of your evil intentions in your heart, and your Tao has been abolished, yet you still don't give up?"

  "Hum, you think I'm picking on you?"

  "Not you, I'm happy like this." Bai Qi smiled warmly. But the real White Crane shivered with cold sweat, what did Bai Qi mean?

  Bai Qi leaned to one side, looking at Bai He with a smile: "I'm just an initial Nascent Soul cultivator, your strength is far beyond mine. If it weren't for the Jade Buddha's palm in that underground cave, I would have been dead for sure. So now, no matter how I treat you, it's not excessive. If you want to live a happy life from now on, listen to me."

  Bai He Zhenren heard Bai Qi's tone and became even more afraid. Only then did he remember that Bai Qi was born into a noble family, and it was said that many officials of the mortal world who were fond of male love affairs came from such families. Seeing Bai Qi's smile, Bai He Zhenren suddenly felt his gut tighten, and his face began to twitch.

  How can I, a cultivator of Qi, suffer such humiliation?

  Bai nodded and said, "You've come to your senses, that's good. Your value now is to guide me in my cultivation. From now on, you're considered my senior brother. To outsiders, just say that you were seriously injured and I'm protecting you, got it?"

  "Aren't you afraid I'll lead you astray?"

  "If you dare to do so, you will soon know why I dared to let you point at me." Bai Qi replied slowly and calmly, leaning against the carriage, stretching his waist as if he was about to fall asleep.

  Bai He felt that Bai Qi was unfathomable, recalling the gourd that had absorbed his own heart demon and the long spear equivalent to a mid-grade law enforcement soldier. This Bai Qi was probably not a rookie, but rather a disciple from some mysterious sect.

  Bai He Zhenren was thinking randomly when Bai Qi suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Don't call yourself Bai He Zhenren anymore. From now on, you'll be called Bai Shui Zhenren."

  "Yes, junior brother..." The White Water True Person, whose Dao number had been changed by Bai Qi, replied helplessly. Seeing him become obedient, Bai Qi smiled in satisfaction and closed his eyes again.

  Bai Qi's mind was racing with calculations, this White Water True Man must have hated him to the core. If he encountered trouble, he would loudly proclaim that he was Bai Qi, which in itself was a danger. How could he get White Water True Man to shut up completely?

  It's easy to cut down with one sword, but next time I won't have the chance to encounter a Xian Tian stage cultivator being controlled by myself. Bai Shui Zhenren's cultivation experience is extremely precious to me.

  If you join a small sect, it's not necessarily that there will be a Xianqi period cultivator to guide you. If you join a large sect, it takes a lot of time to become a true disciple. Can you afford to wait? You have the Inverse Scale Spear and the Qin Emperor's Twelve Golden Men on your body, either one of which is a fatal secret if leaked out.

  An accomplished immortal cultivator wouldn't be too concerned about their own treasure, but under the Golden Elixir, who wouldn't be envious?

  Even if one becomes a Golden Elixir, it's not necessarily safe; Mother was still forced to death by her former companions. Father's strength also surpassed that of Golden Elixir cultivators, yet he died at the hands of Emperor Jin.

  At this time, Bai Qi still regarded Bai Jian as his father, and he had never thought about his biological father.

  The monk defies heaven and walks on, every step is a calamity!

  Bai Qi reopened his eyes and looked at Bai Shui Zhenren. Let him be the first calamity then, without taking risks, it was almost impossible for himself to quickly improve.

  "White Water, tell me, is there any place suitable for seclusion?" White Qi suddenly spoke up. White Water True Person was taken aback and said: "The Southern Sects have occupied almost all the mountains, rivers, and great rivers. There really isn't a place suitable for opening up a cave mansion. Unless you don't mind the thinness of the heaven and earth's primordial energy."

  "Is there a small sect that can be taken?" Bai Qi asked.

  He didn't want to go back north, the White family was finished, and he himself encountered scattered members of the White family, not knowing how to deal with them. Bringing them along would be troublesome, but not bringing them would also be unjustifiable.

  Bai Shui thought to himself, "This Bai Qi's cultivation isn't demonic, is it?"

  He replied honestly, "If it's safe, deep in the Mangshan Mountains, there are many small, unknown sects that have little communication with the outside world. Even if ten or eight of them disappear, it won't attract attention."

  "Have these small sects and factions disappeared?"

  Bai Qi asked with a keen sense of alertness. Bai Shui Zhenren knew he couldn't deceive him, so he said: "That's not true. The Menpai in Mangshan has always been peaceful."

  "By the rivers of Chu, what sects can be found?"

  "In the upper reaches, near Longjian Abyss, there are several sects, constantly fighting."

  "Can these sects have background?"

  "No, but they were all suppressed by the gods of Chu Jiang and could not develop. There was no major sect willing to take care of them."

  Bai nodded his head, this time Bai Shui Zhenren said something that made sense. However, Bai Shui Zhenren still hoped that the monsters in the Chu River would come to find trouble for him, so he could escape?

  Hey, with the seal of Chu Jiang Wang, ordinary little monsters don't dare to approach. When a big monster comes, I can know in advance and avoid it.

  "Do you have the map?" Bai Qi asked bluntly.

  Bai Shui smiled wryly and said: "I don't need any equipment now, they're all in my package, just open it."

  Bai Qi suddenly remembered that Bai Shui Zhenren was just a loose cultivator, not even having a Nascent Soul, only carrying a package with him. The space in the package was limited and it wasn't some high-grade treasure either. But after his Primordial Yuan Qi dissipated, even such a low-grade treasure, Bai Shui Zhenren couldn't use it anymore.

  Open the package, take out the map, Bai Qi commands the soldiers with a white flag, and drives the big cart towards Chu Jiang.

  This time, Bai Qi no longer took the main road. When he arrived at the next town, he changed to a small car and proceeded along quiet small roads. Along the way, it was slow and leisurely, and there were no troubles. Bai Qi did not torture Bai Shui Zhenren either, but instead treated his wounds every day and asked him about his knowledge of cultivation. Although Bai Shui Zhenren's strength was not as good as that of Luo Jiang, a monk from Honglian Temple, his knowledge of cultivation was quite rich.

  All the way, Bai Qi just chatted with him. Bai Shui knew that Bai Qi didn't cultivate and was not at ease with himself either. He had originally wanted to mix in some incorrect knowledge to teach Bai Qi, but since Bai Qi didn't cultivate, he didn't dare do so. If Bai Qi were to verify something on someone else's body and find a problem, he would probably be in trouble.

  On this day, they arrived at a small town in the upper reaches of the Chu River. Bai Qi sold their horses and carriages, had Fu Bing carry the White Water True Man on his back, found a boat, and directly crossed the river.

  The ferry is not large, and the river surface is not wide, but the water flow is rapid, with reefs in the river, as fierce as a tiger. In the dusk, it seems to be waiting for people to devour. Bai Shui Zhenren was carried on his back by Fu Bing, and the water surface that he could fly over before has now become a natural barrier for him.

  The cold wind cuts to the bone, making people sigh.

  At the ferry terminal, there was only one boat left, and Bai Qi hailed the boatman: "How much does it cost to cross the river?"

  His hands were rough and coarse, he was no longer young, his skin had turned somewhat purple, wearing a hemp short shirt, barefoot.

  "Master Dao, this... doesn't cost money." The boatman looked at Bai Qi's attire and had an unwilling expression. Bai Qi was amused, the boatman's skills were probably also the peak of a late-blooming martial artist, with a hint of thievery.

  Bai Shui Zhen Ren felt the killing aura of Bai Qi, thinking that this young man was usually gentle and kind, but how could his murderous aura be so heavy? Looking at him letting go of the two guards, he seemed like a good person.

  "Junior brother, this boat family is not a water thief, but was harmed by those Taoist priests from the opposite shore. They are afraid and do not dare to ask for money." Bai Shui Zhenren said in a low voice.

  He nodded slightly, and with a swift step, he boarded the wooden boat. Fu Bing followed closely behind him. He said to the boatman, "Let's go, here you are."

  Bai Qi said, and pulled out a handful of purple copper coins, throwing them into a wooden bucket in the boat. He didn't say another word, but walked to the bow of the boat, facing the Chu River, standing with his hands behind his back. The river wind blew his Taoist robe, making a faint rustling sound.

  The boatman had no choice, he picked up the oars and slowly rowed the wooden boat away from the dock. This Taoist priest who came and went, he didn't dare to provoke him, even when given money, he didn't dare refuse it. But that one purple copper coin was more valuable than a two-tael silver ingot. These Taoist priests were ruthless, and the boatman had no ability to resist, he could only regret why he hadn't gone home earlier and instead waited for business here.

  Bai Qi seemed to be in a daze at the bow of the boat, gazing at the turbulent river water, savoring the feeling of the great river flowing eastward and time slipping away. Suddenly, he spoke up: "Shifu, are there many monsters and demons in this stretch of the Chu River?"