"I don't care how much you hate Human Race cultivators or how displeased you are with that Han Li. If you see him again, you must treat him with respect and avoid any conflict. Do you understand?" Liu Qing quickly opened his eyes and said slowly.

"What... Do you mean that Han Li is still in our clan?" The gray-robed elder's eyebrows twitched slightly upon hearing this.

"Didn't you understand what I just said? Do you want me to repeat it?" Liu Qing narrowed his eyes, a cold light radiating from them, causing the air in the hall to plummet.

"No, no need... This subordinate understands." The gray-robed elder shuddered and hurriedly agreed.

Liu Qing snorted again, ignoring the gray-robed elder.

He had promised Bai Ze not to reveal what happened in the main hall, so he couldn't explain the reason to the gray-robed elder in detail. He hoped the gray-robed elder would truly understand, or else he would have to resort to forceful measures.

Liu Qing didn't stay here long, and soon stood up and walked outside.

...

In the Sky Fox Clan's reception hall.

"I heard that Little Friend Han brought a Pixiu with him on this trip to the Eight Desolate Mountain. I wonder if I could have a look?" After Liu Qing left, Bai Ze immediately said to Han Li.

"Yes, Senior, please wait a moment." Han Li's mind raced. Since things had come to this, there was no other way. He nodded and waved his hand, taking Little White out of the Flower Branch Space.

Little White was still unconscious, motionless.

"Indeed, it's a Dark-Eyed Pixiu, and of his bloodline. Good, good, Heaven truly has eyes." Bai Ze looked at Little White, his eyes slightly brightening, and muttered to himself, a hint of excitement in his voice.

"Senior recognizes Little White? He's currently unconscious. I've tried to wake him up, but unfortunately, I haven't succeeded." Han Li shook his head and said.

"It's called Little White? The name is quite fitting. If I'm not mistaken, he's a descendant of my close friend, the Dark-Eyed Pixiu. The Dark-Eyed Pixiu was besieged by several Dao Ancestors of the Heavenly Court and died tragically. I didn't expect he still had descendants alive. Little Friend Han, thank you for bringing him to the Eight Desolate Mountain. As for Little White's injuries, in this desolate land, I'm probably the only one who can heal him." Bai Ze nodded to Han Li, expressing his gratitude.

"Little White is my friend. He's injured and unconscious, so I should send him here for treatment." Han Li nodded and said.

He didn't expect that Bai Ze and the Dark-Eyed Pixiu had such a relationship, which further guaranteed his safety.

Bai Ze saw that Han Li didn't take credit for it at all, revealing a hint of appreciation in his smile. Then, he waved his hand and sent out a white light, pulling Little White in front of him.

Then, he flipped his hand and took out a blood-red pill. There were white patterns on the pill, emitting a strange aura fluctuation, somewhat similar to the Dao patterns on a Dao pill, but different.

These white patterns outlined the pattern of a white beast, which was very similar to the Pixiu form Little White had taken.

Han Li's eyes lit up when he saw the blood-red pill, and he was about to take a closer look.

Bai Ze tapped Little White's jaw, and Little White's mouth immediately opened. Bai Ze flicked his finger, and the blood-colored pill immediately turned into a blood-light, flying accurately into Little White's mouth.

Bai Ze then tapped Little White's forehead, and a dazzling crystal light appeared on his fingertip. Countless black runes flickered and rolled violently within it, then poured continuously into Little White's forehead.

Little White's body, which had been motionless, suddenly trembled, and circles of white light emanated from it. It also let out a soft moan, but its eyes remained closed.

Han Li was slightly anxious at the sight, but he didn't rashly step forward to disturb him.

Bai Ze pinched his fingers, continuously changing several hand seals, and finally patted Little White's forehead lightly with his palm, then withdrew his hand.

Han Li's eyes flashed. A faint black mark appeared on Little White's forehead, which looked somewhat peculiar.

This black mark definitely didn't exist before. It was probably made by Bai Ze's spell just now.

At this moment, Little White's body trembled, and the white light around it also flashed violently, then returned to calm. Then, its eyelids trembled, and it slowly opened its eyes.

"Little White, you're awake?" Han Li quickly stepped forward.

"Master!"

Little White saw Han Li, his face showing joy. He turned over and wanted to stand up, but he had just woken up, and his body hadn't recovered. He staggered and was about to fall again, but fortunately, Han Li caught him.

"You're seriously injured, don't rush to move." Han Li said.

"Master, it's great to see you. Golden Boy was captured by the people from the Nine Yuan Temple. I risked my life to escape. You must save her... Eh, where is this place?" Little White's body hadn't recovered, but his mouth had. He immediately shouted loudly.

"This is the Wildlands. Don't worry about Jin Tong. I'll find a way to save her." Han Li's expression sank, then he comforted Little White and waved his hand to send out a pure immortal spiritual power to help Little White control his body.

With Han Li's help, Little White immediately stood up and looked at Li Qima and Bai Ze next to him, suddenly stunned.

Bai Ze also looked at Little White, a gentle smile on his face.

"You were able to wake up this time thanks to Senior Bai Ze. Why don't you thank him?" Han Li's voice sounded in Little White's ear.

"Thank you, Senior, for your help." Little White nodded to Bai Ze to express his gratitude.

"Your father and I were old friends. These are all small matters. You're called Little White? Do you still remember your father's affairs?" Bai Ze asked.

"Father? Do I have a father?" Little White was stunned.

"It seems your father sealed your memories. That's right. If you had those memories, you would definitely seek revenge on the Heavenly Court, and you probably wouldn't be able to live safely until now." Bai Ze's eyes flashed and he muttered to himself.

"Senior, do you know my background?" Little White's face changed, his eyes fixed on Bai Ze, and he asked urgently.

"I said before that your father and I were close friends. Of course, I know your background, but now is not the time to tell you. You will naturally know in a while." Bai Ze said indifferently.

Little White frowned, obviously not satisfied with Bai Ze's answer. He was about to ask more, but he heard Han Li's voice again, which prevented him from asking more and told him to listen to Bai Ze's instructions.

"Little Friend Han, although Little White is now awake, his vitality has not yet recovered. Let me take him back and help him recuperate." Bai Ze turned to Han Li and said.

"Thank you for your kindness, Senior, but Little White and I have been together for a long time. I also have some experience in helping him recuperate his body, so I won't trouble you." Han Li's mind raced. After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and refused.

Although Bai Ze gave him a good impression, he was still worried about letting him take Little White away.

"Alright, in that case, I'll leave Little White to you." Bai Ze saw that Han Li truly cared for Little White, smiled slightly, and nodded.

"Take care of Little Friend Han and the others in the Eight Desolate Mountain during this time, and don't let anything unexpected happen." Bai Ze then said to Li Qima next to him.

"Yes, Father." Li Qima hurriedly agreed.

Bai Ze nodded, then his figure flickered and disappeared, not knowing where he went.

Seeing Bai Ze disappear, Han Li's tense mind relaxed slightly.

Little White looked at Han Li, then at Li Qima, not completely understanding the situation, but there were outsiders present at the moment, so he tactfully didn't ask more questions.

"Fellow Daoist Han, it seems that my father has a very good impression of you. I have never seen him care for others like this." After Bai Ze left, Li Qima's expression also relaxed, and he said with a smile.

"Senior is kind, I'm a little apprehensive." Han Li said.

"What's there to be apprehensive about? Father is not like Liu Qing and those people, he won't plot against you, don't worry." Li Qima patted Han Li on the shoulder and laughed.

"I don't mean that." Han Li looked around after hearing this, and hurriedly shook his head.

"Okay, let's not talk about this. What are Fellow Daoist Han's plans next? The Blood Sacrifice Assembly will be held in a while. Since this Little White is a descendant of Lord Dark-Eyed Pixiu, he must participate, which will be of great benefit to him. And I see what Father means, it seems he also wants you to stay and participate in the assembly." Li Qima waved his hand with a smile, and then said.

"Senior Bai Ze wants me to stay and participate in the Blood Sacrifice Assembly?" Han Li was stunned when he heard this. Recalling Bai Ze's words and demeanor just now, he did have the intention of letting him stay.

"Although Senior Bai Ze has warmly invited me, I also have some things here that need to be investigated, so I can't respond to you immediately." He pondered for a moment and said.

Golden Boy was now in the hands of the Nine Yuan Temple, and he had to first understand the specific situation from Little White before he could decide whether to continue staying in the Wildlands.

"Of course you can. Then will Fellow Daoist Han continue to stay in the Sky Fox Clan, or will you follow me to find another residence?" Li Qima's eyes flashed and he asked with a smile.

"The Sky Fox Clan doesn't seem to welcome Han staying here, so please trouble Fellow Daoist Li to arrange a quieter residence for me." Han Li said.

"No problem, leave it to me." Li Qima patted his chest and said.

The two soon left the hall and walked outside.

As for Little White, his identity was quite sensitive, so Han Li took him back to the Flower Branch Space.

At this moment, Liu Qing walked towards them.

"Young Master, Fellow Daoist Han, are you leaving? Hmm, has the King already left?" Liu Qing smiled on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Han and I haven't seen each other for a long time, and I want to take him to my place for a few days to chat. Clan Leader won't find it inconvenient, right?" Li Qima looked at Liu Qing and said with a smile that wasn't a smile.

"Where is there any inconvenience? Fellow Daoist Han, you are welcome to visit my Sky Fox Clan often in the future. Liu is always at your service." Liu Qing said to the two with a smile.

Han Li nodded to Liu Qing with indifference, and followed Li Qima to quickly leave the Sky Fox Clan's residence.

Liu Qing personally sent the two to the gate, watched their figures disappear into the distance, sighed lightly, and turned back.

Han Li followed Li Qima to a courtyard in Zhenhuang City. It was far from the noisy place, with lush trees and very quiet.

"This is the residence of our clan. Other races will not come to interfere. Fellow Daoist Han can rest assured. There are people I arranged guarding outside. If Fellow Daoist Han has any requests, just tell them." Li Qima said.

Han Li nodded, very satisfied with this place.

Li Qima seemed to have something to do, so he didn't stay here long and soon said goodbye and left.