Journey to the End of the Night-Chapter 1396 - 887: The White-Clad Figure Arrives Amidst the Fog

The moonlight falls into the pool, casting a cold silence on Yin Baishuang’s face. That flawless countenance, under the silver glow of the moonlight, bore hatred like scars tearing through crimson.

It carried deep hatred, enmity that cut to the bone.

"Two hundred years, I’ve traversed the Mortal World without setting foot in Taixuan, and thus never met Senior Li. I had thought that, like Su Jing, you would bear guilt and remorse for what happened back then.

Now seeing the way you look at little An, like a beast ready to devour, I’ve finally seen it clearly... Li Bansheng, I overestimated you all."

Li Bansheng’s gaze locked with hers, flickering light and dark: "Young Palace Master Yin has indeed honed her skill of eloquence to a masterful level, never letting go of an argument. In regards to the events of those years, my wife and I do owe an apology to young Baili.

But matters of the heart are never easily explained in terms of black and white.

You and he knew each other since youth, a rarity indeed, but the idea of being a match—how easy is it to achieve?

Not to mention the barrier of your father; and with Baili Yu’s pride, how could he willingly allow his common and unremarkable son to climb up to your prestigious position in Cangwu Palace?

He lived in constant fear of criticism. Even with the Empress of Central Netherworld to arbitrate for you, if this marriage had any chance, why would your father rush to bind you to Tianxi with a contrived marriage to Taiyuan Ghost Sect?

Would you let your beloved stand under the scrutiny of others, ridiculed for relying on a woman’s protection to secure his place in the world?"

Yin Baishuang let out a furious laugh: "Senior Li, do you really think you’re the only wise person in this world, and everyone else is a fool?

The affairs of the Mortal World have their traces. My father has always loved and cared for me, and even if he was wary of little An, he couldn’t have suddenly resolved to set my marriage with Ghost Sect."

Cultivators have lifespans far longer than mortals; a seventeen-year-old marrying is considered an old maid in the Mortal World, but this standard doesn’t apply among Cultivators.

Even now, Yin Baishuang is over two hundred years old, yet in the Cultivation World, she is still considered a member of the young generation.

Among Cultivators, there are few cases of marrying and finding a Dao partner at such a young age.

But Yin Dufeng had made such a firm decision back then; she doesn’t believe it was without the influence of Su Guanhai and his wife!

His father’s mind was mostly muscle-bound, easily led by those close to him.

Su Guanhai’s glib tongue and Li Bansheng’s incendiary whispers.

He naturally believed that the famed Young Master of Ghost Sect, Zheng Siyan, was the best of the best, a man not to be missed.

Li Bansheng was momentarily struck dumb, not expecting that the seemingly mad Yin Baishuang could see through this aspect, entirely beyond his expectations.

She frowned, saying: "I admit this point, Guanhai and I did have selfish interests, but it was only because young Baili slept in my daughter’s bed, mind uncollected, communicating with you often.

Trust that no parent would wish for a chosen son-in-law to be so flighty and uncommitted.

And as for Zheng Siyan, we were indeed unaware of his sordid dealings behind the scenes.

Back then, it was all for your own good. The lineage of Cangwu Palace has always been passed down through the direct bloodline.

Baili An was of mediocre talent, and if the Cangwu Bloodline were diluted, it could lead to a severed lineage.

In that scenario, wouldn’t you, Yin Baishuang, have become a sinner for all time? Coming from a noble family within the three Venerable Leader lineages of the Immortal Sect, one’s path in love is never something to whimsically decide.

Looking at the bigger picture, Zheng Siyan indeed seemed your best choice, but who could have foreseen his collusion with the Demon Sect?

Fortunately, the plot was broken in time to see his true face, and since you never went through the wedding rites with him, you haven’t really lost anything."

Hearing such justifications, Yin Baishuang didn’t even deign to offer a cold laugh: "So Senior Li, you still don’t know where you were wrong, right?"

Li Bansheng furrowed his brows: "Perhaps in your eyes I act extremely, with countless faults, yet as a parent, seeking fortune for one’s child, I don’t feel I overstepped.

It’s only regretful that back then, this child was so indulged that it led to his overly fragile nature, seeking death at the slightest setback, bringing a lifetime of misery to my daughter."

Yin Baishuang trembled with rage: "So you believe that though others died, you and your daughter were the ones unfairly treated?"

Li Bansheng’s expression grew solemn: "I never said that, but in this world, matters are about what you seek is what you attain; nowhere is there real fairness to speak of.

Just as you, Young Palace Master Yin, born exquisite and a genius in cultivation.

While my daughter, Su Jing, had difficulty awakening the Spiritual Aperture Seven Consciousnesses, born of the Immortal Sect, yet destined to endure life as an ordinary mortal with aging and death. How is that fair to her?

You were born stunningly beautiful, loved by people and exalted by the Immortal Sect, whereas my daughter, born into the same lineage as you, had to endure scorn and disdain.

You feel that I separated you and him, treating you unjustly.

But if back then, Jing’er had awakened and was as she is now, Baili An may not have stayed indifferent towards my daughter.

After all, my daughter Su Jing was never able to compete on an equal footing with you from the beginning!

You excel in every aspect, everyone loves and adores you. Even without Baili An, you are cherished by the world.

Yet the only person good to my daughter was Baili An. Why shouldn’t I use every means to fight for her? "