Chapter 176: Is Yun Shi Mei Falling for Him Too Fast?
Facing the battle-enthusiastic gaze of the Holy Son of Tai Chu, Bai Feng hurriedly waved his hands. “I’m a Formation Master, not exactly known for my combat skills.”
“Such a shame.”
The Holy Son of Tai Chu shook his head and turned around to continue chatting with Lin Yan.
‘Wow, he’s really a battle freak…’ Bai Feng muttered inwardly, thankful that the other guy didn’t continue to pester him.
Suddenly, Holy Maiden of Yao Chi, Jiang Ling, blurted out, “Bro Pei, do you have that feeling too?”
The Holy Son of Tai Chu spun around and nodded. “Mm-hmm. The moment I saw Bai Shi Di, I knew he’d be a formidable opponent. Just one glance was enough to ignite my fighting spirit.”
“I feel the same way!” Jiang Ling turned her head to Bai Feng, licking her lips with her little pink tongue. “Makes me wanna bully him a bit.”
Bai Feng: “……”
Can I just run away now?
Meanwhile, Bai Yu Mo suddenly tensed up. She subtly stepped closer to Bai Feng, almost blocking Jiang Ling’s view of him.
“Hey, Bai Shi Mei, don’t be so tense. I was just joking,” Jiang Ling grinned, waving her hand. “And when I say ‘bully,’ I mean with mutual consent. I’m not that clueless about feelings.”
But Bai Yu Mo didn’t loosen up. Instead, she grew even more guarded, feeling that this woman might have ‘ill intentions’ toward Bai Feng.
“Don’t listen to her. She’ll try to manipulate you into agreeing,” she warned.
At this moment, another voice chimed in. Bai Feng instinctively looked toward the source and let out a small surprised sound.
Unlike everyone else, a girl with long golden hair stood there, her cool gold eyes scanning him—and her expression was full of confusion.
“You… really are strange.” She stretched out her right hand, adorned with a golden bracelet, as if calculating something with her fingers.
Bai Feng stared at her for a few seconds. More than her words, he was wondering—why on earth was a golden-haired little girl here? Was her hair natural?
He glanced at his system and confirmed she wasn’t a Child of Destiny.
Realizing they were all looking at her with puzzled eyes, the girl snapped out of her trance. She looked at the two of them softly and introduced herself: “I’m the Holy Maiden of Tian Yan Holy Land. You can just call me Tian Yan. I arrived this morning due to some matters.”
Bai Feng blinked in surprise. Is that a deliberately teasing name?
Jiang Ling kindly explained, “Holy Maidens of Tian Yan Holy Land inherit the name ‘Tian Yan,’ and unlike our Holy Lands, they normally only appoint a new Holy Maiden if the current one passes away or seals herself.”
“Oh, I see.” Bai Feng nodded, starting to understand why Yun Yue Yao, this Child of Destiny, wasn’t selected as the Holy Maiden of Tian Yan Holy Land.
“And you…” Tian Yan continued to gaze at Bai Yu Mo, her eyes narrowing slightly. “You’re also quite strange.”
Bai Yu Mo frowned slightly. “What do you mean?”
“Ignore her,” Jiang Ling waved her hand. “Tian Yan Holy Land’s Holy Maiden are always a bit superstitious—either they don’t speak plainly or their words are all about secrets they shouldn’t reveal.” She seemed to have little good opinion of her.
Tian Yan appeared untouched by her words and continued quietly, “I can’t see your fate—it’s almost completely blurred. This is the first (or second) time I’ve encountered such a thing. Well, except for you and him. I can sense the fate of others from other Holy Lands pretty well.”
“Uh, sorry, I didn’t mean to pry,” she quickly added when she saw Bai Feng and Bai Yu Mo’s reactions. “Once I become a Holy Maiden and gain Tian Yan’s recognition, I can see others’ fates—it’s not something I can control.”
‘Fate?’ Bai Feng felt a little weird about that. As expected of a fortune-teller, she could see that? But why can’t Tian Yan see through him and Bai Yu Mo?
If it’s because of the system, then what about Bai Yu Mo? Is it because of her Celestial Bone? Or her Body Refining Technique?
He suspected it might be a combination—Bai Yu Mo had fused her Celestial Bone after practicing the Body Refining Technique, making her practically half-immortal.
Tian Yan looked at him again. “Your name is Bai Feng, right? I’d like to ask you for a favor.”
Bai Feng’s heart skipped a beat. Cautiously, he asked, “Please, Tian Yan Senior Sister, speak.”
“I want to make a deal,” Tian Yan lifted her chin. Although her face was emotionless, Bai Feng could see a deep longing in her eyes. “If you ever come to Central Continent, please let me know. Anything is fine.”
“Why?”
Bai Feng was confused—he just couldn’t understand Tian Yan’s request.
“I… hmm, I understand now,” Tian Yan nodded. “The cultivation method I practice requires experiencing the flow of fate firsthand. Being with you will help my cultivation.”
“What did you just want to say?” Bai Feng pressed.
Tian Yan shook her head. “You’ll find out later.”
……d*mn riddling person! Jiang Ling was right—Tian Yan Holy Maiden’s speech is all riddles; she’s totally not making any sense!
Compared to her, Yun Yue Yao’s cuteness is more straightforward—at least she doesn’t speak in riddles.
“Are you worried I won’t agree?” Bai Feng squinted.
“I’ll keep this deal open for you,” Tian Yan said nonchalantly, seemingly unfazed by Bai Feng’s words. “In the meantime, you can contact Tian Yan Holy Land anytime. I can represent Tian Yan to help you, even if you refuse our deal, you can still ask us for help.”
“……I’ll think about it.”
As the saying goes, it’s best to smile at people who extend their hand first. Though Tian Yan kept throwing riddles, her attitude was pretty decent, and Bai Feng didn’t want to push further.
Tian Yan’s face, which had been flat, finally seemed to have a hint of a smile. She nodded. “If you encounter any trouble during this time, just come to me. I’ll do my best to help.”
“Thanks.”
Bai Feng casually replied.
Ha, if real trouble comes, he’d rather go find Yun Yue Yao—the girl at least won’t speak in meaningless riddles.
“Senior Sister Tian Yan, when did you get back?”
At that moment, a voice sounded from afar. Bai Feng turned around and saw Yun Yue Yao and a tall woman walking this way.
Under Bai Yu Mo’s alert gaze, Yun Yue Yao calmly approached Bai Feng and handed him some pastries. “Eat?”
They looked like glutinous rice cakes, kind of like Donkey Roll (a type of snack), yet they seemed homemade or at least very carefully made.
“You really do know my preferences,” Bai Feng said, taking a bite.
Yun Yue Yao didn’t come closer as usual but just looked at him with a faint, almost not noticeable smile on her face.
The woman walking with her saw this and gave a strange look—has Yun Shi Mei fallen for him so fast?
No wonder she bought a pastry on the way here. But that’s not going to work for chasing him, right?
“Do you know each other?” Tian Yan suddenly asked, watching Bai Feng and Yun Yue Yao.
