Chapter 12: Is Your Wife Having a Baby?
Bai Feng pondered for a few seconds. Turns out, he’d made quite a few promises when he was a kid—like Bai Yu Mo saying she’d treat him to unlimited candied hawthorns when they grew up, and she even vowed to take him to the biggest restaurant in town for a feast.
All promises about food? Classic.
But if we’re talking about the promises she kept the most, it would probably be that one.
He still remembered that evening, just after dinner, sitting in the yard stargazing and chatting about cultivation.
Suddenly, Bai Yu Mo jumped up from her chair, and the chilly wind made her face turn beet red: “Brother, even though your talent’s so-so, you got me! I’ll protect you for life!”
Bai Feng watched her cross her arms, bundled up in a super thick coat that made her look chubby and adorable, but her little face was dead serious. He couldn’t help but laugh.
“Uh!” Bai Yu Mo puffed out her cheeks, a bit annoyed. “I’m telling the truth! We’ve got a deal!”
He stifled a laugh and stuck out his pinky finger. “Alright, deal.”
Under the moonlight, two tiny pinkies linked together.
“From now on, it’s settled. I swear I’ll protect you for life!”
He still remembered her resolute voice clearly.
Looking at the girl beside him—still cute as a button from when they were kids—he smiled softly.
Bai Yu Mo noticed his gaze and raised her little pinky again, just like back then: “Deal. I know it’s a little shameless to say this now, but I swear to the heavens I’ll keep you safe.”
Bai Feng slowly raised his hand, reached for her pinky.
But instead, with her puzzled gaze fixed on him, he crossed her hand, reached above her head, and lightly tapped her forehead.
“What are you even gonna protect? You’re not even at the Golden Core stage yet. We’ll talk about Transformation God when you get there.”
Bai Yu Mo withdrew her hand, rubbed her head, and muttered quietly, “I can become a Transformation God just as well in the Bai family.”
“And become a fragile, inexperienced showpiece that can’t fight at all?”
Seeing her mouth pouting, Bai Feng knew she was a bit grumpy, so he reached over and pinched her cheek, then nonchalantly pulled back as if nothing had happened.
“Don’t be upset. You’ve been in the Heavenly Sword Sect so long, you should be clearer than me about which place suits you better for cultivation. Maybe the Bai family can make up for the resources, but what about experience in battle?”
That’s why many big clans prefer to send their disciples to sects—no real competition among peers with similar talent at home, and many sects hold secret realms full of good stuff.
After Bai Feng’s wise words, Bai Yu Mo also grasped the logic. But she couldn’t comfortably return to the sect to cultivate; she could only stew in her own frustration: “Can’t I do anything now?”
“What’s the point if your Foundation Establishment is already complete?” Bai Feng looked at her like she was slow. “Anyway, you’d better go back to Heavenly Sword Sect to cultivate. When you reach Transformation God, we’ll see about protecting me.”
“Alright… I got it.”
Bai Yu Mo nodded, but inside, a vague idea was forming.
Once she returned to Heavenly Sword Sect, she’d have to wait a bit before coming back. She didn’t want to be separated from Bai Feng for too long. She wanted to make up for all the lost time over the years. Although she couldn’t leave the sect, if Bai Feng also entered Heavenly Sword Sect…
Hmm, something worth a long-term plan. She decided to gather info on her brother’s recent years—her father once mentioned Bai Feng’s rune-making talent was quite clever. If it was good enough, maybe he could get into the sect.
She remembered Bai Feng had even attempted the sect’s trial. He got rejected quickly, but it was clear he really wanted to join. Plus, he’d been urging her to stay in Heavenly Sword Sect just now. If he weren’t interested, why bother?
‘Better not tell him now. Surprise him later.’
She stared at Bai Feng, a faint smile forming at her lips.
Bai Feng looked a bit confused. “What you smiling at?”
“Hehe, just thinking of something happy.”
“Is your wife having a baby?”
Bai Yu Mo: ???
“Alright, since you’ve come to that realization, let’s go.”
Bai Feng stood up, stretched, and finally sent that ‘bad luck’ cousin off. Honestly, if he had kept him around, his system might keep spamming him with luck points every day.
Bai Yu Mo nodded eagerly and scrambled to her feet. “Yep, let’s keep shopping!”
“Aren’t we going home?”
“I haven’t bought your gift yet!”
“No need.”
“Brother, do you want jewelry like necklaces or rings? Or weapons? If you don’t say, I’ll buy everything for you!”
Bai Feng sneaked a glance at the spendthrift sister by his side. Who teaches her this? Oh, right, she learned from him. Well, guess that explains it.
“…Just get me a basic array set. I’ve recently taken an interest in formations.”
Bai Yu Mo’s lips curled into a smile—turns out, her method of broaching was still effective.
When she first arrived at the Bai family, her sensitive and fragile pride refused to accept kindness from others. Bai Feng had used this method to make her accept it.
“Yu Mo, do you want candied hawthorns or Osmanthus cakes? If you can’t decide, I’ll buy both, stuff them into your arms. You wouldn’t want to waste such delicious food, right?”
She remembered tearfully choosing Osmanthus cake while munching and crying at the same time, while Bai Feng giggled away.
It’s a pity…
She didn’t know how to undo the mistakes of those years, but she didn’t seek forgiveness either—just a chance to make amends.
She looked at Bai Feng beside her. Compared to childhood, he’d changed a lot, yet somehow, not at all. Their figures seemed to blend together gradually.
In that moment, her heart’s demon also shattered and dissipated.
If only she hadn’t forced her spiritual power down, she might’ve already crossed into Golden Core realm.
But more important than breakthrough?
“Brother, how about this sword formation? Looks perfect for you!”
“No, I want a basic array set.”
…
“Senior Brother Ye, these are all things I saw myself. I watched Bai Feng dragging a very unwilling Bai Sister along for shopping, and it seemed like Bai Sister was poisoned too. I saw her clutching her chest in pain because she disobeyed Bai Feng’s orders.”
Inside a remote inn room, Senior Brother Chen had half of his face swollen and was ‘talking’ to someone.
This instant-talisman communication device was insanely expensive, but he’d lost his temper too hard to care.
“You’ve got guts! The Bai family truly has no good people.” The talisman boomed with anger. “They couldn’t even succeed at digging up bones and are resorting to poison? I believe they’re trying to kills themselves!”
Chen hurriedly added, “And that Lin Yan guy—I wanted to give Bai Feng a lesson, but he actually helped him. I think he’s no good either!”
“Hmm, you’re right. That guy always talks back to me, has no respect at all. Doesn’t even regard me as the senior brother.”
Chen’s face lit up with joy: “Then, Senior Brother Ye, should we first deal with that Lin Yan?”
“No. Right now, our main target is Bai Feng.” The tone from the talisman suddenly turned flat. “He’s in the Bai family now, and I can’t do anything. But if he gets into Heavenly Sword Sect, Bai family won’t be able to protect him anymore.”
Chen looked confused. “But Senior Brother Ye, Bai Feng’s talent is trash. There’s no way he’ll get into Heavenly Sword Sect.”
“Haha, isn’t that why I’ve got you? Starting at Foundation Establishment early and challenging a fully perfected Foundation… that’s enough.”
Hearing the laughter from the talisman, Chen winced involuntarily, clenching his fists.
What kind of stupid scheme was this—sacrificing his reputation to get Bai Feng into Heavenly Sword Sect? If word got out, where would he even put his face?
“But Bai Feng’s just using Spirit Tools for this…”
Before he could finish, the talisman cut him off: “Don’t you exaggerate? Do I need to teach you this?”
…
Chen’s teeth were clenched so hard they ached.
“What? You disagree?”
“No, no! Definitely not! Senior Brother Ye’s a genius strategist—I’ll report this to the sect right away.”
Though furious inside, Chen could only bite back his anger and flatter his way out. Still, deep down, he regretted even making contact with that shameless guy Ye Tang.
