Chapter 2615 — The White Leader Appears

"Xiao Yi, you're quite the capable one, aren't you? Is this your idea of beating your sect master uncle to death?" The White Leader suddenly stood before Wei Zhao, fixing Xiao Yi with a cold stare, his tone harsh as he demanded an answer.

"This... Grand Uncle Master... I..." Xiao Yi broke out in a cold sweat instantly. The man before him was his genuine, bona fide grand uncle master—and the head of the sect to boot! Even though he had been reduced to a cripple, even though he had cut off all contact with the sect, none of that diminished his intimidating presence!

"So you still remember I'm your grand uncle master?" The White Leader gave an dissatisfied snort. "Did Xuanchen send you?"

So it turned out that the White Leader was none other than Xuantian Ancestral Master, the senior brother whom Xuanchen Ancestral Master and Xuanzhen Ancestral Master had both spoken of!

"Yes... Grand Uncle Master." Xiao Yi gave a bitter smile. "Grand Uncle Master, so I beg you not to interfere in this matter. This Wei Zhao is the culprit who crippled Tagan Long. You know as well that Tagan Long is our master's most prized disciple's disciple, so I came on our master's orders to take revenge..."

"What, does Xuanchen's word carry more weight than mine, the sect master's?" the White Leader said coldly. "His disciple's disciple matters, but my disciple does not? Wei Zhao is my disciple. I'll say this here and now: I am protecting this disciple. If you dare lay a hand on him, you'll have to go through me first!"

"This..." Xiao Yi was somewhat at a loss. He knew that with the White Leader interfering, things had become difficult! It was not that he feared the White Leader's status as his grand uncle master and sect master—it was that he feared the White Leader might, in his wrath, refuse to cooperate with the future inheritor's plan to open Cloud-Tier Island, refusing to cultivate the Wood-element inheritor, and that would be a truly enormous problem!

One had to understand: among the Five-Element inheritors plus the two other mutated inheritors of the water element, every inheritor except the Wood-element one had an inheritance site and an inheritance method. Only the Wood-element inheritor's inheritance method was rather special—it could only be passed on through gradual communion by coming into contact with spiritual herbs!

And the skill of communing with spiritual herbs was known to the White Leader alone—even Xuanzhen Ancestral Master did not possess it! This was also why the White Leader's alchemy had been unmatched in his day, rivaling even Zhang Lifeng Ancestral Master. So although the White Leader was now crippled, he was the last person in the world to be offended!

Otherwise, given Xuanchen Ancestral Master's temperament, he would long since have seized the sect master's ring and sent him packing—would he still show him such respect? But the White Leader now held only the empty title of sect master; the sect's actual affairs were still managed by Xuanchen Ancestral Master.

"Tell Xuanchen: if anyone comes to harm my disciples again, the entire plan is canceled!" the White Leader said mildly, his tone suffused with incomparable resolve and authority.

"Yes, Grand Uncle Master!" Xiao Yi was somewhat helpless. Although they had secretly already come to regard Xuanchen Ancestral Master as the true sect master, that was something they dared think and say only when no one was around. In the White Leader's presence, he had to maintain a respectful posture.

"And Han Jingyi? Release her, or there is nothing to discuss!" the White Leader demanded again.

"Han Jingyi..." Xiao Yi's expression changed at once! Only then did he remember the matter of Han Jingyi. With the White Leader's interference, the nature of this affair had changed completely—and he had no idea whether Han Jingyi was even still alive!

Xiao Yi knew Little Eleven's temperament and methods all too well. Han Jingyi had likely been tortured beyond recognition—and might even be dead already. So Xiao Yi did not dare delay; he quickly dialed Little Eleven's number!

He had to tell Little Eleven to stop at once. Otherwise, if Han Jingyi died and the grand plan of centuries was ruined, then even if she was Xuanchen Ancestral Master's daughter, she could not bear the responsibility!

"Hello? Senior Brother, is it settled on your end?" Little Eleven answered the phone while casually drawing a blade across Han Jingyi's face, and only then did he speak.

"Han Jingyi is Grand Uncle Master's disciple. Let her go—otherwise, if you anger Grand Uncle Master, that plan will be affected. Master should understand..." Xiao Yi could only hint at this obliquely to Little Eleven.

"What? The White Leader is interfering?" On the other end of the line, Little Eleven showed not the slightest deference toward the White Leader. "That old bastard sticks his nose into everything. But Han Jingyi isn't dead yet—though she's close! Not even a divine physician could save her now!"

"Oh, Han Jingyi is fine? Good, good. Release her now, and we'll leave this place!" Xiao Yi's heart lurched, nearly exploding from fright. Han Jingyi was close to death? What were they to do? Better to flee first and think later!

If Han Jingyi died at the White Leader's hands later, that would have nothing to do with them—after all, she had been alive when they released her.

"Fine, I understand. I'll wait for you at the highway exit out of the city!" Little Eleven sighed, shot Han Jingyi a reluctant glare, then quickly hung up and left the hotel room.

"Han Jingyi is at the Xueshang Hotel, in the room Sun Jingyan was originally staying in." Xiao Yi hung up and turned to Wei Zhao. "You can go straight to her."

Wei Zhao did not think too much of it. Seeing Sun Jingyan unharmed, it did not occur to him that anything might have happened to Han Jingyi; and seeing how Xiao Yi feared the White Leader, he judged that the man would not lie. So he nodded and said, "I understand."

"Grand Uncle Master, then I shall take my leave!" Xiao Yi cupped his fists in salute, then turned and departed swiftly, without the slightest hesitation!

"Teacher Bai, you..." Wei Zhao was somewhat unable to make sense of the White Leader. Just who was he? To think that he came from the same sect as Tagan Long and Xiao Yi, and was even their grand uncle master and sect master!

"Let's go see Han Jingyi first!" The White Leader waved a hand. "We'll talk about all this later!"

"All right!" Wei Zhao nodded. Though a thousand questions filled his heart, he nonetheless hurried off at a swift pace toward the Xueshang Hotel.

The White Leader did not go with Wei Zhao, because he first had to take care of the aftermath. Besides, he had already given his word: at least until that plan was carried out smoothly, both Wei Zhao and Han Jingyi were safe. Whether Xiao Yi and Xuanchen Ancestral Master were willing or not, they had no choice but to yield a step!

So Wei Zhao was safe now; Xiao Yi could not attempt to ambush him again. And the White Leader, remaining behind, naturally had to deal with the matter of the great crater at the school gate! Although few students had seen it, the tremendous crash had drawn some to gather and watch—only, with sand and stones flying everywhere at the time, they had not dared approach.