Chapter 225 Can You Please Calm Down?

But when it comes to alchemy and healing, which is a delicate matter that requires professional knowledge, everyone is completely clueless and has no idea.

Suddenly, Bai Batian heard the little tiger cub's urgent complaint outside. At first, he thought that those disobedient tribesmen had really gotten angry during the fight and started fighting fiercely again.

His tone was a little impatient, his brows were tightly twisted into a knot, and he shouted loudly: "Can't you let me rest assured every day? Stop it? If you fight again, you will all be put in solitary confinement in the back mountain!"

His voice was full of anger and majesty, as if he wanted to vent all the frustration in his heart through this scolding.

"But they fought in the back mountain, young clan leader, you should go and see it quickly, the scene was so fierce!" The little tiger cub was so anxious that his face turned red, and his voice trembled slightly because of nervousness.

"Back mountain?" Bai Batian's eyelids jumped when he heard these two words. His originally irritable expression suddenly became serious, and the muscles on his face unconsciously tightened.

"Tell me in detail, who fought with whom in the back mountain?" He stared at the little tiger cub, his eyes full of anxiety and seriousness, and his tone became extremely severe.

It can't be what he thought, right?

The little tiger cub looked cute, with big round eyes, and said in a baby voice:

"It was the human cultivator you invited back by the young clan leader. He fought with Bai Yan. The noise was so loud that the mountain next to him was cracked."

Bai Batian took a breath of cold air when he heard it, and thought to himself that it was not good.

No wonder Bai Yan rushed out aggressively after his father vomited blood just now.

He was not paying attention for a moment, how could his impulsive and reckless second uncle run to make trouble without caring about anything.

Thinking of this, Bai Batian felt a headache, full of helplessness and anger.

Shen Lang's current cultivation level is not a match for Bai Yan.

Bai Yan is a well-known warrior in the tribe, with a high level of cultivation and rich combat experience.

If Shen Lang is beaten in this conflict and hurts his foundation, how can he have the face to let Shen Lang stay in the White Tiger Clan and willingly be their exclusive alchemist in the future.

In this way, not only will he lose an alchemist who may bring great help, but he will also be infamous for bullying others by taking advantage of his power. It is really not worth the loss.

No one can really make him worry! Just after severely teaching Bai Jingfeng, who was careless and talked nonsense, another one came out and took action without saying a word.

These people are simply trying to offend people to the point of despair!

Bai Batian was full of worries. He didn't dare to hesitate for even a moment. He immediately rushed to the back mountain with a burning heart and a swift pace.

Along the way, his heartbeat accelerated rapidly, and he was full of worries, fearing that Shen Lang, who looked quite thin and fragile, would be beaten seriously by the fierce attack of his second uncle who had a hot temper and strong martial arts.

However, when Bai Batian hurriedly and breathlessly rushed to the back mountain, he found that the fierce battle was over.

The yellow soil on the ground was like being swept up by the wind, flying all over the sky, blurring people's vision.

The originally flat and solid ground was now covered with messy and intertwined footprints, and potholes of varying depths could be seen everywhere. The once lush and vibrant plants were also tilted in all directions. The chaotic and extremely messy scene was shocking.

Bai Batian quickly stretched out his hands and fanned them desperately, trying to drive away the flying dust in front of him.

However, the dust was too thick, like a thick, airtight curtain, covering everything in front of him, making it almost impossible to see the road ahead.

He squinted his eyes tightly, frowned, and tried his best to see the situation in front of him through the diffuse dust, but he could only vaguely see only one figure standing upright, and the other was lying on the ground without a sound, motionless as if dead.

"It's over..."

Bai Batian screamed in despair in his heart, and felt as if his heart was grasped by an invisible big hand, and instantly sank into the endless dark abyss.

His face turned pale as paper in an instant, without a trace of blood, his lips trembled slightly uncontrollably, and his eyes were full of deep despair and endless regret.

He was so sad that he wanted to cry but had no tears. He lamented painfully in his heart. It seemed that he was still a step too late. He still failed to arrive in time to stop this tragedy that should not have happened.

"Master Shen Lang, are you okay?" Ever since the eighth-grade elixir came out of nowhere, Bai Batian used a respectful title for Shen Lang.

At this moment, he looked anxious, hurried, and his expression was full of concern and worry. He was anxious and hurried to comfort him.

"My second uncle is a complete rough man. He only knows how to wield a gun and a stick on weekdays. He is just a piece of meat but not a brain.

This time, he really didn't mean to target you. It was because he was too worried about my father's situation that he offended you in a moment of impulse.

Don't be angry with him. Just tell me what you want. As long as it can make you calm down and no longer angry about this matter, no matter how much compensation it is, as long as I can do it, it's fine!"

Bai Batian's words were sincere and humble. He looked as if he was afraid that Shen Lang would not forgive him.

The dust gradually dissipated, like a mysterious veil slowly unveiled, and the sight gradually became clear.

Bai Batian widened his eyes, full of disbelief.

The figure lying in the big pit turned out to be his second uncle?

He rubbed his eyes hard, fearing that he had seen it wrong.

The second uncle of the eighth-level monster beast was not Shen Lang's opponent? This was really shocking.

Bai Batian was shocked, and he silently raised Shen Lang's position again in his heart, and his attention to Shen Lang increased a little.

Shen Lang stood straight and upright, and adjusted his wrinkled cuffs calmly, with elegant and calm movements.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the stunned Bai Batian, his face was cold and solemn, and there was a chill in his eyes. He said coldly: "He has no brains? Not necessarily."

The tone was cold, as if it could freeze the air around him.

"Originally, this is an internal matter of your White Tiger Clan. As an outsider, I shouldn't say too much."

"Have you never had any doubts? Your father has a high level of cultivation and is very powerful. It is extremely difficult for others to easily approach him. So how did he get poisoned without realizing it?"