Journey to the End of the Night-Chapter 1248 - 817: In Youthful Attire

Baili An pondered, "You can ask passers-by to help you send a message."

"Who would help us send a message when they’re not related to us? As soon as they hear it’s a pig demon, some laugh at us for making things up, while others are so scared they flee in panic. It’s rare for someone like you, young master, to patiently listen to me finish talking." Little Brother chuckled.

Baili An was stirred, as if he had caught onto something crucial, and immediately said, "Rare? But not the first one? So... aside from me, did someone else listen to you finish this tale?"

Little Brother glanced at this young master with delicate features, thinking that this young boy was indeed clever.

A casual remark could uncover so much information; seeing this young master looked kind and was still quite young, he didn’t seem like any bad person, so there was no need to hide anything.

"To be honest, although we cannot leave Beiliao Town, just ten days ago, three elders from the Moon Accompanying Palace arrived here at Beiliao Town.

Oh, those three elders are staying in the guest rooms next to the young master’s room. They said they’d find a way to remove the pig demon for us, and told us not to worry."

Moon Accompanying Palace?

Baili An secretly felt it was no surprise; he remembered that the Moon Accompanying Palace was a small cultivation sect, which had long been affiliated with their Tianxi Sword Sect, with disciples frequently sent to Bai Tuo Mountain to learn cultivation techniques.

"Exactly, just a mere pig demon. With us three handling it, it’s more than enough. No need to trouble the Tianxi Sword Sect."

Steady footsteps sounded from the stairs.

Baili An turned towards the sound and saw two young men in green attire, swords at their waists, walking down side by side from the second floor.

The two youths seemed not very old, appearing to be around seventeen or eighteen.

However, there was a trace of undisguised arrogance on both their faces.

After observing for a moment, Baili An understood where these youths’ arrogance stemmed from.

Having third-grade cultivation at such a young age is quite rare.

These two were drawn over by the conversation between Little Brother and Baili An, and as they glanced at Baili An, they paused slightly, then a subtle sneer appeared at the corners of their mouths.

One of the youths, slightly taller, seemed a bit older, he gazed down at Baili An, his eyes sweeping over the sword ’Spring Life’ on the table, and commented meaningfully:

"Turns out, we’re among fellow cultivators. With that, eliminating the pig demon is even more assured."

Baili An frowned, not responding.

Little Brother was stunned, "Fellow cultivators? What do you mean, Elder?"

The taller youth glanced sideways and said, "The one sitting next to you is like us, a practitioner of immortal techniques."

Little Brother was dumbfounded, his eyes almost falling out.

Not daring to sit there anymore, he quickly stood up, nervously apologizing.

With the establishment of the Three Sects, rescuing the Four Seas from demonic invasions, mortals hold a deep respect for cultivators.

Baili An frowned even deeper, looking up at the taller youth, calmly saying:

"Practicing immortal techniques wouldn’t exactly describe me; I’ve barely embarked on the path of practice. In truth, I’m not much different from ordinary people, I still have to drink water, eat, and sleep."

Then he tugged at Little Brother’s sleeve, "So there’s no need for you to be so reserved."

The apologizing Little Brother hesitated, truly unsure of how to respond.

Baili An was merely expressing his thoughts without targeting anyone.

Yet seeing the eyes of the two green-clad youths grow cold, it seemed his words made them lose a bit of face.

The slightly shorter youth snorted, "How old are you this year?"

Baili An answered honestly, "Fourteen."

"Hmph, no wonder you said ’barely embarked on the path of practice’; I reached first-grade cultivation by the age of ten like you."

Baili An didn’t catch the intentional boast in his words, he humblely marveled, "Oh, you’re amazing!"

The genuine praise made the short youth’s face go stiff, leaving him feeling as if he hit soft cotton with a punch.

The taller youth glanced sideways at his companion, coldly saying, "Just a fool who knows nothing, why bother talking to him?"

Baili An frowned again; while he could dismiss others’ boasting of their cultivation as something not intended to show off, as it was their own skill.

But he wasn’t a fool, being directly called a fool genuinely made him angry.

Little Brother awkwardly chuckled, not daring to stay here any longer, so he found an excuse to slip away.

"Ah... young master, your tea is cold, I’ll go fetch a fresh, hot pot for you."

Baili An turned and thanked him, "Alright, thank you Little Brother."

Actually, he had long finished eating, but he saw Little Brother was in a difficult position and didn’t wish to make things harder for him.

Little Brother understood his intent from the look in his eyes, gratefully looked at him, and hurried away with the teapot.

Baili An symbolically took two bites of white rice, then carried his sword upstairs.

In truth, Baili An was still quite annoyed; he intended to inquire about the pig demon and then ask directions to Central Netherworld.

But now, he was interrupted by these two, and it seemed he’d have to find another opportunity to ask Little Brother.

Oh well, it’s getting late, perhaps a night of rest before heading back to the sect.

Passing by those two youths again, the taller one squinted his eyes, suddenly calling out to him, "Stand still!"

Baili An mimicked his previous side glance, and lightly eyed him, then calmly said, "My father taught me from a young age to stay away from those who aren’t bright and lack manners, otherwise it might be contagious."