The protagonist of this crossover film and television series is disrupting the plot again.

Chapter 343 The Young Singer's Journey 12

"Now that things have been settled, little monk, come with me."

Xiao Yu said casually, but just as he turned to walk towards the carriage, he heard the voice of the white-haired immortal behind him: "Why do you have to force me? Wuxin is the young sect master of Tianwaitian, so he should come back to Tianwaitian with us."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yu immediately stopped and his sharp gaze shot directly at the two of them: "We know perfectly well how Ye Dingzhi became the sect master of Tianwaitian. You have no right to demand that Ye Dingzhi's son continue to stay in Tianwaitian."

The white-haired immortal was momentarily speechless. Recalling the past, a hint of guilt flashed through his heart, but he quickly changed his mind and said, "With his status, how can he stay safely in Beili? Even if you are powerful, can you stand against the entire Beili? Those people in the martial world are cunning and unpredictable. They will definitely stop at nothing to take his life. You can't always be by his side and protect him, can you?"

The Purple-Clad Marquis clutched his chest, enduring the pain as he said, "By forcibly keeping him in Beili, you are not helping him, but harming him! Since you know about those past events, you should understand that everything was already destined. Returning to Tianwaitian is Wuxin's only way out."

Xiao Yu's eyes grew increasingly cold, but suddenly, as if he had thought of something, a half-smile appeared on his lips. He looked at the two of them with a deep gaze and slowly said:

"Since you two are so determined, I will give Wuxin another chance to choose. If he still chooses to leave with you this time, I will not stop him again."

Upon hearing this, the White-Haired Immortal and the Purple-Clad Marquis were overjoyed. Although they were no match for the man in front of them, they were certain that if they gave the choice to Wuxin, he would choose to go with them.

Thinking of this, both of them looked at Wuxin with expectant eyes.

Wuxin, who had been 'forced' to stay, now had the opportunity to choose again, but a subtle sense of loss welled up in his heart. He looked at the white-haired immortal and the purple-robed marquis and sighed silently: It seems that in the end, he still has to return to the Outer Heaven.

Wu Xin sighed softly, "Thank you for your kindness, but I've decided..."

"Wait a minute, don't rush into a decision!" Xiao Yu interrupted Wuxin, looking at him with a smile. Under the latter's puzzled gaze, she continued, "Do you want to know about your father's past?"

Upon hearing this, the White-Haired Immortal and the Purple-Clad Marquis were immediately shocked and shouted in unison, "No!"

Just as a glimmer of anticipation stirred within him upon hearing Xiao Yu mention his father, he was stunned by the sudden roar from the two of them.

He couldn't help but frown, filled with doubt.

His father was the sect leader of the Outer Heavens, and in his childhood memories, these two uncles were his father's most loyal subordinates. For twelve years after his father's death, they worked tirelessly to bring him back, which further proved their unwavering loyalty.

Logically speaking, they should have a good relationship with their father.

But why do my two uncles lose their composure so much when their father's past is mentioned?

Could it be that they really did something to wrong their father in the past?

Although Wuxin couldn't bear to see the pained expressions on Baifa Xian's and Ziyi Hou's faces, his desire to learn about his father's past had reached its peak.

So, he forced himself not to look at the expressions of the two people beside him and instead focused his gaze on Xiao Yu: "Please tell me, sir."

Xiao Yu smiled slightly; Wuxin's reaction was exactly what he had expected. Upon hearing Wuxin's question, he completely disregarded the White-Haired Immortal and the Purple-Clad Marquis who were still trying their best to stop him, and began to recount that long-buried past.

"After the Northern Que and Western Chu failed to attack the Northern Li, Yuefeng City, who fled to the far north, did not give up the idea of ​​restoring the country. He led the remaining people of the Northern Que to establish Tianwaitian, integrated all the sects in the far north, and joined forces with the Northern Barbarians, intending to attack the Northern Li again."

"The reason why no action was taken for so long was all because of one person from Beili at that time, namely Li Changsheng, the head of the Jixia Academy."

"Li Changsheng was the number one in the world at that time. It was he who severely damaged Yuefeng City, severing its meridians and leaving Beique leaderless, ultimately leading to its defeat and destruction. It can be said that as long as Li Changsheng is alive, Yuefeng City's plan to attack Beili is destined to fail."

"Therefore, in a fit of anger, Yuefeng City began to cultivate an evil art—the Void Thought Art. When he reached the eighth level and could not advance any further, he entered the Langyue Blessed Land to cultivate in seclusion. To prevent being disturbed, he also set up a restriction on the Langyue Blessed Land, which could only be opened by those who cultivate the Void Thought Art."

"There is a strict condition for cultivating the Void Thought Technique: the practitioner must be born with a martial vein."

At this point, Xiao Yu turned his gaze to Wuxin and slowly said, "And your father was one of only two people in the world with innate martial veins at that time."

Upon hearing this, Wuxin's pupils contracted sharply, his heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition quietly rose in his heart: "So they went to my father and asked him to help open the gate of Langyue Blessed Land?"

"Help?" Xiao Yu sneered, his tone laced with sarcasm. "More than that!"

Upon hearing this, the White-Haired Immortal and the Purple-Clad Marquis began to lose control of their emotions, anxiously shouting, "Enough! Stop talking! Stop talking!"

However, Xiao Yu seemed not to hear their shouts and continued:

"After Yue Fengcheng secluded himself to cultivate the Void Thought Technique for more than ten years, the people of Tianwaitian began to worry about his safety. So they searched everywhere for people with innate martial veins in order to open the Langyue Blessed Land and find out about Yue Fengcheng's life and death."

"Among them, the two daughters of Yuefeng City, the two princesses of Beique—Yueqing and Yueyao—are particularly active."

"In fact, the first person they found with a natural martial vein was not your father, but the young master of the Zhenxi Marquis's mansion, who is now the great city lord of Xueyue City—Baili Dongjun."

"My master?" Tang Lian blurted out in surprise. He never expected that he would end up talking about his master while eating melons. The person who was originally a little listless because of his injury instantly perked up.

Wu Chan quietly stood beside Wu Xin, looking at Xiao Yu warily.

Xiao Se, Lei Wujie, Sikong Qianluo, Tian Nvrui and others sat around Tang Lian, quietly watching the drama unfold in the front row.

Xiao Se listened particularly attentively.

As a disciple of Ji Ruofeng, the head of Baixiaotang, who is known for knowing everything under heaven, Xiao Se naturally also knows everything about the world.

But even he didn't know much about this past event. How could this person know so much about it?

Moreover, judging from his voice, he doesn't seem to be very old, yet he seems to have witnessed those things firsthand.