Chapter 1072: Chapter 1072: The Rest? Sorry, the Ancestor Doesn’t Want to Care
Tong Qingyan is at least a half-cultivator who has stepped into the cultivation world, so she certainly knows about the underground forum. Recently, the hottest topic in the forum is this matter, isn’t it?
The Blood Clan demands Bai Chuwei to publicly kneel and apologize, otherwise they will initiate a vote for removal.
There are already quite a few cultivators hoping Bai Chuwei would make a sacrifice and take responsibility.
Bai Chuwei is once again pushed to the forefront; any choice she makes will cause a stir.
Tong Qingyan’s eyes flashed with a hint of satisfaction, not daring to look at Bai Chuwei too much, she lowered her gaze, hugged her textbook, and hurried away.
In the distance, Bai Chuwei gave a light smile. Once the ancestor resolves the Heavenly Dao, there will be no fear of this novel world collapsing, and then she’ll deal with this pair of protagonists.
“Miss, the second Miss Duan is here.”
Bai Chuwei received this call and then returned to the Sky City mansion located in the Imperial Capital.
Duan Xueqin and the specialized Embroideress Cultivator from Immortal Island saw her return and immediately invited her to the dressing room to try on the ceremonial robe.
Opening the specially crafted wooden box that contained the ceremonial robe, a faint medicinal fragrance wafted out. Unlike wedding attire, the predominantly white ceremonial robe had intricate red patterns, its cuffs seemed to shimmer, exceptionally eye-catching.
Bai Chuwei’s beautiful eyes slightly brightened, Duan Xueqin took the ceremonial robe and helped her put it on, nodding continuously, “Very good, very fitting.”
“Fourth Brother’s ceremonial robe has already been tried on by him in Haicheng.”
Bai Chuwei adjusted the cuffs of the ceremonial robe, glanced at Duan Xueqin, and smiled, “You have something else you want to say, don’t you?”
It’s not just for trying on the ceremonial robe that you’ve come, right?
Being pinpointed, Duan Xueqin’s face flushed, and she had to truthfully say, “These days, many people are mocking our Duan Family. Even my father’s old friends have come to visit, hinting that the old master should distance himself from you.”
Duan Xueqin wasn’t sure exactly what the matter was, only hearing about it secretly.
Bai Chuwei chuckled lightly, her expression inscrutable, “Is that so?”
What else could it be?
Isn’t it just that Bai Chuwei has once again become the target of everyone’s arrows?
If she publicly kneels and apologizes to the Western Blood Clan, her reputation as the top female cultivator on the Heavenly List will be ruined.
And if she refuses, she becomes trash that cannot sacrifice for China’s cultivation world, watching as the last divine being disappears and the Eastern advantage fades.
Anyway, no matter which choice is made, if it’s wrong, it’s her fault.
The cultivation world and the outside world have interactions. Although the outside doesn’t know the specifics, they have heard some rumors and came to inform the Duan Family.
At this time, if the Duan Family has any entanglements with Bai Chuwei, they too will be thrust into the storm’s eye, facing unpredictable consequences.
Bai Chuwei’s smile was playful as she asked, “Oh? What does Old Master Duan think then?”
Duan Xueqin shook her head, “He went with Fourth Brother.”
Hearing this, Bai Chuwei lowered her eyes, smiled slightly, and ran her fingers over the ceremonial robe, “The robe is quite nice, I’m very satisfied.”
Her ancestor wants to peacefully prepare for her Dao partner bonding ceremony, and the rest? Sorry, she doesn’t want to handle it.
The weather is getting warmer day by day, and spring has fully arrived. After the ice and snow have melted, everything revives. It’s the season of blooming peach blossoms once again.
April 17th, the day set by the ancestor for the Dao partner bonding.
It’s also the so-called final deadline given to Bai Chuwei by the Western Blood Clan. If by today she still doesn’t kneel and apologize, they will certainly initiate a vote for removal!
“Ancestor, how do you plan to deal with those clowns from the Blood Clan?” Xue Qiu looked at Bai Chuwei, still leisurely trying on jewelry, and couldn’t help but ask.