Chapter 15: Has the Spring and Autumn’s Background Check Been Sorted Out Yet?
Bai Feng strolled out of the reception hall. After he finished talking, Uncle Yun immediately dropped any thoughts of a betrothal — now he and his dad were all set to go grab a drink.
“Big bro, don’t you want to marry Yun Yue Yao?”
Bai Yu Mo, who’d been lurking silently beside him inside the room, finally couldn’t hold back her curiosity after they left. She stared at Bai Feng with wide eyes and blurted out.
“Nope.” Bai Feng shook his head swiftly, like swatting away a fly. “I’ve literally never even met her. Totally strangers. If I’m gonna get hitched, I want someone I know well — someone I’ve spent a few years with, maybe even been friends with for a bit, with some feelings involved, you know? Someone who gets along with me personality-wise.”
In short: he just wanted to know if the girl was a Child of Destiny — if she was even related to that whole Luck Points business.
Honestly, with this system’s weird quirks, he suspected that even in his sleep, after marriage, the system might just trigger again and give him a ton of luck points. Yeah. That kind of unpredictable.
Bai Yu Mo stared blankly at Bai Feng for a few seconds, then hurriedly shook her head, as if trying to shake off her awkwardness. She quickly asked again, “So, brother, do you like anyone?”
“Hmm, nope.” Bai Feng shrugged. “I’ve been stuck at home most of the time, rarely go out, don’t really know many people.”
“I see…”
Bai Yu Mo scratched her cheek and cast a glance around, looking a little lost.
“Alright, stop worrying about your big brother’s love life. I’m the Young Master of the White Family — marriage’s a piece of cake for me,” Bai Feng waved her off. “You’re leaving today, huh? Remember to focus on cultivating at Heavenly Sword Sect. Don’t make a habit of running home for no reason.”
“Yeah…”
Bai Yu Mo’s mood dipped a bit, but then she remembered the info she asked her father for earlier this morning about Bai Feng. Suddenly, she perked up again.
She was looking forward to the day she’d meet Bai Feng at Heavenly Sword Sect. That day, her brother would definitely be super happy, right?
Suddenly, Bai Feng sneezed out of nowhere. He looked around suspiciously, feeling like someone was out to get him.
……
Bai Yu Mo left, and Bai Feng sat in the courtyard, gazing at the sky above. He felt… so good!
Finally, no more nerve-wracking worries!
Time to draw some spicy pictures!
Bai Feng took out his brush and paper, starting to brainstorm. Ever since he saw Bai Yu Mo in his purple dress he drew, he realized he might actually have gained a few “fans” at Heavenly Sword Sect who liked his spicy art.
Recently, he was getting tired of drawing the same old stuff, practically running out of ideas. His readers were starting to get aesthetic fatigue. It was time for a change — something different to freshen things up.
Genuine art, spicy art — gotta have both! That’s what he decided.
And he even had an idea: draw the same character twice — one with proper attire and posture, and another with something a little more tease-y, suggestive even. The stark contrast would drive his fans wild.
Hmm, inspiration hit — time to get started!
Meanwhile, on the other side of Heavenly Sword Sect, the elders secretly held a discussion.
Why? Because three recommendation letters appeared on the Sect Master’s desk.
One was from Bai Yu Mo, who, upon returning to the sect, immediately told her master about Bai Feng and even wrote a recommendation letter to the Sect Master at her master’s prompting.
Another was from Lin Yan, who was even more enthusiastic about the matter. He didn’t just ask his master but also rallied some Alchemy Elders close to him to give a hand.
The last was from Senior Brother Chen, who simply wrote a letter emphasizing how extraordinary Bai Feng was and threw in some self-reflection — “I shouldn’t have acted impulsively,” stuff like that.
All three — inner sect disciples, mind you — and Bai Yu Mo, who’s actually the direct disciple of Qingzhu Peak’s Peak Master, pushed by Bai Yu Mo, Lin Yan, and others, made the elders take notice.
Soon, thanks to some agitators, the rumor spread even among the ordinary disciples. The sect was divided into two camps.
One side thought: Since Bai Yu Mo and Lin Yan recommended him, Bai Feng probably isn’t that bad — if he fits the rules, what’s the big deal about letting him join Heavenly Sword Sect?
The other side argued: Bai Yu Mo was obviously pressured by her White Family background to recommend Bai Feng. As for Lin Yan — they’re neighbors, and some benefit exchange is just normal. This must be discouraged!
And there was even a tiny camp that said: We’re okay with Bai Feng joining, so we can just beat him up later.
But Bai Feng knew nothing of this chaos. All he noticed was that the weather was getting colder.
……
“Has the Spring and Autumn’s background check been completed?”
At the Qiuqiu Pavilion, Qiu Er, whose face was shrouded behind a semi-transparent veil, sat cross-legged on a chair with a high slit revealing her fair, smooth thigh. She looked at Steward Wang, who was bowing over her.
“Holy…”
Wang Ma hadn’t even finished speaking when Qiu Er cut in sharply. “How many times do I gotta tell you? My name’s Qiu Er.”
“Oh… sorry, Your Servant is at fault…” Wang Ma nearly panicked, trembling all over. Her legs buckled, and she collapsed to her knees.
“Get up,” Qiu Er said calmly without showing any emotion. “If you don’t report properly next time, you can just go to the Dust Wall.”
“Yes, yes…” Wang Ma hurriedly collected herself and quickly relayed the intel she’d gathered.
“Miss Qiu Er, it’s like this. It seems Spring and Autumn is protected by some powerful force. Our investigation hits a wall — no info leaks out. The only ones capable of blocking so thoroughly are probably the Bai Family from Blue Rainbow City.”
“Again, the Bai Family?”
Qiu Er’s brow furrowed. Last time, a Bai Family member broke free from her influence. She’d used gentle influence through her lute, choosing not to use her cultivation to avoid revealing her identity. But that person got away so fast that it annoyed her. Plus, it felt dangerous.
She even suspected they’d uncovered something. So she quietly manipulated a disciple of Heavenly Sword Sect, but — it was a bumbling drunkard, and she couldn’t even handle a small fry who was just at the Foundation Establishment stage.
Lately, she’d been worried about exposure from the Blue Rainbow City officials. She wasn’t afraid, but her task was unfinished. She didn’t want to leave in disgrace.
“Alright, I get it. You don’t need to investigate further. Just clean up the ground before you go,” Qiu Er ordered.
“Yes, yes…”
Wang Ma tidied up and left. Qiu Er leaned back in her chair, propping her chin with one hand, her face calm. She wasn’t surprised by the results of the investigation.
Even when she first arrived in Blue Rainbow City, she sent people to look into it. Other than the name “Spring and Autumn,” there was no intel — not even gender info was clear. Only a few bigshots in Blue Rainbow City could’ve pulled this off, and Spring and Autumn held a pretty high status inside.
But she had no plans to give up. The moment she saw Spring and Autumn’s portrait, she decided she had to get her hands on that person. That kind of talent hiding in Blue Rainbow City as a mere spicy-draw artist? No way. Only by joining the Holy Heart Sect could that talent truly shine.
Looks like it’s time to pay a visit to the Bai Family.
