The Three Worlds God
One More Chance.
Astara was not excited anymore. "Why do you know?"
Jiarong held back his laughter. "So my guess is correct?"
Astara nodded. "We'll just go home."
Jiarong held Astara's hand. "Don't I want to get a hairpick out of you."
Astara smiled faintly, then nodded. The two of them started looking for a good wooden twig to make a hair pin. Astara took one of the twigs from the Mahogany tree
Arriving at the Lin'an sect. Zhang Yutang was secretly watching the two of them. Had Astara not been with Jiarong, she would have killed him right now.
Bailin came to Astara at the gate. "Home home?"
Astara nodded.
"Why are you taking Jiarong," whispered Bailin.
"He forced his way in" replied Astara.
"Bailin, have you eaten?" ask Jiarong.
"It."
"When I want to make rabbit meat soup, but because you have eaten, I undo my intentions" said Jiarong.
Bailin was tempted by Jiarong's invitation. "Actually I just ate a little, the food your waiter gave me wasn't good."
"Then come with me to the kitchen, we cook the rabbit meat together."
Bailin happily followed Jiarong towards the kitchen. Astara knew what Jiarong meant. He deliberately invited Bailin so he could make hairpins for him.
Zhang Yutang who had been watching Astara came out with a cynical smile and sharp eyes.
"You don't pretend to be nice to me. Just look I will take Jiarong from your hands, even if it has to fight against destiny" said Yutang full of grudges.
Astara stared intently at Zhang Yutang. "You're a cultivating man, you shouldn't talk like that."
"I don't care about my cultivation, in this world only Jiarong is the most important in my life. You took Jiarong from me. Don't blame me if I hurt you."
"Be aware, do not obey your momentary desires, you can become a great swordsman if you continue to practice" Astara said.
"Don't teach me, you're just a stranger here!" yutang Pekik.
Astara felt Yutang's hatred towards her. Yutang went from in front of Astara.
Meanwhile, Bailin was enjoying his favorite rabbit meat. Jiarong sat in front while watching Bailin eat voraciously.
"It feels good too" said Bailin, who had just finished eating.
Jiarong smiled as she propped her chin with her right hand. "In return you must answer my question honestly."
"What questions?" bailin asked while using a toothpick to clean his teeth.
"I want to know how Astara was able to take that much healing water, even my father was unable to do it" Jiarong said.
"Astara is a talented swordsman, at the age of ten he was difficult to master the techniques taught by his father. After entering the Lotus Flower sect, he immediately learned a high-level cultivation technique under the waterfall for ten years" said Bailin proudly with Astara.
"Although he learned cultivation techniques until the final stage, it would not be as easy as taking out healing water as a large container. Healing water is water that comes down from heaven, only a high-level god can take as he pleases" said Jiarong.
Bailin scratched his hair looking confused to make any more excuses.
"Maybe your hairpick's done, I'll see it." Bailin immediately left before Jiarong kept asking who cornered him. Bailin can't tell us who Astara really is, if everyone knows, the god of war will be after him.