A second chance with my billionaire husband

Chapter 1901 - 452: Defying the Heavens, Xing Clan’s Pursuit of Fate (2)

"Perhaps this is destiny," Elder Xing sighed.

"Take this sword with you."

"This is the Helian Family’s most treasured possession. How could we give it to an outsider?" Elder Yun remarked.

"Outsider? To this day, do you still consider him an outsider? If he truly were an outsider, the Family Head would not have brought him back against protocol, allowing him into the Place of Trials. It seems the Family Head noticed long ago."

With Elder Xing’s words, Elder Yun was left speechless.

Yan Song gently brushed his palm over the blade, inch by inch. The blood had merged with the sword, forming a kind of totem, adding a mysterious and bloody aura to this peerless sword.

The sword, unsheathed, gleamed with a chilling brightness, able to kill invisibly.

Yan Song had never thought that his destiny would be overturned in such a monumental moment.

Therefore, when everything unfolded, he did not panic, nor was he afraid, but calmly accepted it all, facing the unknown future, which could be dangerous or exciting, with a strong heart.

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"His grandmother was the long-lost Miss Bai, so he is indeed a descendant of the Bai Family."

Helian Zisheng, waving a feathered fan, smiled with carefree elegance.

"His identity has been verified; the descendants of the Bai Family cannot be lost at our hands. From now on, your duty is to ensure their safety."

"Old Man Yun, are you ordering me? Even the Family Head wouldn’t dare speak to me in that tone. Who gave you the courage?" Helian Zisheng said with a gentle smile, but his eyes were filled with a killing intent.

"Hmph, Helian Zisheng, you’re just a Guardian. Do your job properly. Do you think I’m afraid of you?" Elder Yun replied coldly, long fed up with this flamboyant peacock, always flaunting his looks, seducing whoever he could.

"Oh, does a mere elder dare to boast in front of this Guardian? Old Man Yun, do you really think I wouldn’t dare kill you?" Helian Zisheng’s mouth curved into a rakish smile, and in his palm gathered a mass of purple energy, forming a short sword that pointed straight at Elder Yun.

Elder Yun flicked his whisk, clearly ready to fight.

"Are the two of you childish or what? At a time like this, you still have time to quarrel," Elder Feng said helplessly.

"I’ve already sent the Golden Arrow Envoy to inform the Family Head of what’s happened here. The Family Head will surely give a verdict. However, Elder Yun wasn’t entirely wrong. We must ensure the safety of the Bai Family descendants. If the Xing Clan learns that the Bai Family’s descendants are still alive, they will not rest easily. Guardian Zisheng, you are the most capable among us, and only you can bear this heavy responsibility. This concerns the Helian Family’s destiny, so please don’t act impulsively..."

"The Xing Clan? I almost forgot about those fools. Let them come; what is there to fear?" Helian Zisheng sneered coldly.

"Guardian Zisheng, the Xing Clan are mutated ghost spirits who emerge every hundred years. They hold a grudge against the Bai Family descendants. Once they come forth, they will surely seek vengeance. The hundred-year cycle is almost up. Previously, the Bai Family descendants were well protected by us, leaving them no opportunity. But now, the descendants are out in the world. If they seek them out, the consequences are unimaginable..."

The Xing Clan are a race born from mutated ghost spirits, comprised of the souls of those Bai Qi had slain on the battlefield. These people gathered together due to their deep-seated obsessions, their souls refusing to enter the cycle of reincarnation, morphing into a new clan through ghost spirit mutation. They possess immortality but cannot see sunlight, lest they be scattered into oblivion. Their existence defies the natural order, so they trade a hundred years for seven days of life on earth. During these seven days, they are destined to scour the world for the Bai Family descendants to exact revenge. Once the seven days are over, they return to the River of Weak Water to rest, waiting for the next century.

Their sole purpose is vengeance. Until they annihilate all Bai Family descendants, these ghost spirits will never disappear.

Soon, the hundred years will be up, and the Xing Clan will awaken from the River of Weak Water. The Xing Clan has a special sense for the Bai Family bloodline. If they are lost among the populace, the Xing Clan will surely find them, and what good can come of it then?

"What’s there to fear? These fools, they’re just clowns. Why do you even give them the time of day? With Yan Song possessing the Fire Cloud Dragon, would he be afraid of them?"

"Have you forgotten? The Nine Nether Ghost Fire’s nemesis is the Nether Weak Water!"

Helian Zisheng paused, as if remembering, "So how can these fools be completely eradicated? They keep emerging, really quite annoying."

"It’s no use. For years we’ve been searching for a way to destroy the Xing Clan, but without success. They are the result of ghost spirit mutations, possessing strong obsessions. The ordinary magical powers of the world simply cannot dispel them."

"So we must protect the Bai Family descendants. The seventh day of the seventh month is when the Xing Clan awakens, and by the looks of it, we have less than a month left."

Helian Zisheng nodded, "Alright, I’ll take care of this."

"By the way, where has the Family Head gone? It’s been so long since we’ve seen any sign of her?"

"The Family Head has her own mission..." Elder Xing sighed lightly.

Helian Zisheng rolled his eyes, "Pretending to be profound."

"I can’t divulge the matter now, but soon, you will know...."

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Yan Song spent half a day digesting this information, not overjoyed, nor excited, but accepting it with calmness.

"The Xing Clan?" Only when hearing this name did his brows furrow ever so slightly.

"To put it bluntly, this Xing Clan, and your ancestors, are mortal enemies. Their sole purpose is to exterminate the Bai Family descendants, using their blood to honor their own dead."

Yan Song looked coldly at the white-robed man before him, "So, my family and I will be in danger?"

"I do love talking to smart people," Helian Zisheng said with a grin.