Facing the raised wine glass in Bai Lingmiao's hand, everyone's eyes widened. What happened to this girl? She has changed so much. The old Bai Lingmiao would never do such a thing.

Although they were puzzled, the others still picked up their glasses and toasted Bai Lingmiao.

When everyone started eating again, Chun Xiaoman sat back next to Bai Lingmiao and anxiously grabbed her hand, asking, "Miao Miao, what's going on? Why do you seem like a different person now?"

Bai Lingmiao, with a carefree attitude, picked up a piece of chicken and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing as she said, "It's nothing, just holding Li Huowang's sword."

"What?!" Chun Xiaoman's voice almost lifted the roof. She knew what happened when Lv Xiucai held the sword.

With such a big event happening, the other disciples were too concerned to continue eating. They stood up one after another, asking anxiously about what happened. After their noisy inquiries and concerns, the New Year's Eve dinner ended hastily.

After a long time, they finally ended this reality. Although their personalities had changed, at least they were still themselves.

But not everyone could be as open-minded as Bai Lingmiao. Chun Xiaoman hugged her tightly, tears streaming down her face as she blamed herself for not holding on tightly enough. If she had, maybe this wouldn't have happened.

Bai Lingmiao struggled out of her embrace and impatiently said, "You're deafening me. If you really care about me, you should be happy for me. I've let go of everything in my heart now and I feel much better."

There was no point in complaining anymore after everything had happened. With red eyes, Chun Xiaoman swore, "Don't worry, once I master the supernatural technique, I will never let anyone hurt you again!"

"Technique? What technique?" Bai Lingmiao's slender eyebrows furrowed.

Chun Xiaoman panicked and quickly tried to remedy the situation, "No, I mean I will find a supernatural technique in the future and learn it to protect you!"

But Bai Lingmiao couldn't be easily fooled. "That doesn't seem right. Don't try to deceive me. Did you find something under the ancestral hall? Xiaoman, tell me the truth."

Since the other party had already guessed, Chun Xiaoman no longer concealed anything. She looked at Bai Lingmiao with a complicated expression and sighed, "Miao Miao, I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to worry. But you also know about your family..."

Chun Xiaoman rambled on, but Bai Lingmiao's eyes became brighter. She couldn't even wait until dawn and hurriedly walked towards the Bai family ancestral hall.

"I should have thought of it earlier, I should have thought of it!" Bai Lingmiao couldn't hide her joy on her face, not even the shouts from Chun Xiaoman could slow her down.

Twisting the monkey-shaped bronze statue, Bai Lingmiao quickly entered the main hall through a hidden door.

Instead of searching in the main hall, she rushed into the side rooms one by one.

While she was searching quickly, she suddenly stopped. Some vague memories flashed through Bai Lingmiao's mind. She had been here before, when she was very young.

"Wait... where did Second Uncle and Little Uncle go? Wait! I remember it's this way."

Bai Lingmiao followed the corridor all the way to the deepest part, but there was nothing there, just a dead end.

"Miao Miao, it's not here. It's in the third door over there where Doggie is. That's where you can find your family's supernatural techniques."

Bai Lingmiao ignored her and squatted down, carefully feeling the uneven wall.

Suddenly, accompanied by a trembling sound, the wall of the dead end slowly rose.

A row of solemn bookshelves covered in white lotus banners appeared in front of Bai Lingmiao. On a table in the corner, a translucent white jade lotus flower emitted a faint glow, illuminating the entire room.

Each book was carefully wrapped in soft cowhide, and there was fine sand placed next to them to absorb moisture. The members of the White Lotus Sect seemed to cherish these books very much.

"Oh my god." Chun Xiaoman stared in astonishment at everything in front of her. She never expected that there would be another secret room within this secret room.

To be able to hide so securely, it was obvious that the things here were of extraordinary value. The techniques she had painstakingly cultivated before were probably not even worthy of being compared to these things.

"It seems like my family has left me quite a few good things." Bai Lingmiao looked around excitedly.

"Wu wu... wu wu..." Faint crying sounds came from the corner.

Hearing the crying, Bai Lingmiao couldn't help but feel impatient. "Why are you crying? What's there to cry about? Li Huowa looks like a ghost now. Aren't you going to help him? What's the use of being from the Immortal Sect?"

Chun Xiaoman cautiously approached and realized that the crying was coming from Twin Soul. She was crouched there, crying miserably.

After hesitating for a moment, Chun Xiaoman made up her mind and walked over to pat Twin Soul's back.

Twin Soul's trembling body leaned against Chun Xiaoman's embrace, sobbing softly.

Looking at the red veil in her arms, Chun Xiaoman momentarily lost herself. For a moment, she felt that the person in front of her was the White Junior Sister she was very close to.

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Holding Twin Soul's shoulder, Chun Xiaoman looked up at Bai Lingmiao, who was ecstatic in the distance, with a complex expression.

"Miao Miao, these things originally belonged to the Bai family. I don't oppose you cultivating them, but haven't you forgotten about the pillar people buried in the ground before?"

"No need to beat around the bush. Don't worry, I won't use the unjust techniques of the White Lotus Sect. I'm not Li Huowang."

"Drive! Drive!" Li Huowang shook the reins and urged the four horses pulling the carriage to run faster.

Usually, one horse is enough for a carriage, but if they wanted to reach the seaside faster, they needed to add three more horses.

And if they wanted to go even faster, they would attach galloping talismans to the backs of the three horses.

"Yu~ Yu~" Li Huowang pulled the reins, and the four black horses, covered in blood, trembled and stopped.

Standing on the slope, Li Huowang looked towards the seaside town in the distance. It couldn't compare to the capital city or Yinling City, but it was still bustling with people.

Looking past the uneven black tiled roofs, Li Huowang gazed at the sea in the distance, which seemed to merge with the sky.

The salty sea breeze blew across Li Huowang's skinless cheeks, causing a slight stinging sensation.

"We've finally arrived. Fortunately, there were no accidents along the way." Li Huowang picked up the black veil hat and put it on his head, then sat back down and shook the reins.

Passing through the unguarded city gate, Li Huowang's first stop was the post station, where he returned the three extra horses he had borrowed.

These three extra horses were borrowed by Li Huowang using his identity in the Monitoring Bureau.