Chapter 177: Please Don’t Force Your Evil Quirks on Others
Yun Yue Yao turned around and looked at Tian Yan, giving a nod. “Our ancestors get along really well.”
“Hmm…” Tian Yan pondered for a few seconds. “From now on, I’d like you to contact Bai Feng.”
“Okay.”
Yun Yue Yao didn’t bother to ask why, she simply nodded in approval.
She knew very well that someone like Bai Feng, whose destiny was flipping tables and doing cartwheels, was bound to draw Tian Yan’s attention. That’s one of the main reasons she decided to walk over and say hello to Bai Feng.
Tian Yan, this guy, is so content to become the Celestial Law’s Eye—best to steer clear of Bai Feng.
A tall woman nearby seemed to want to say something but decided against it. Instead, she turned her head to Tian Yan and changed the subject with a smile. “By the way, Senior Sister Tian Yan, did you encounter anything interesting on your trip this time?”
Tian Yan nodded. “Yes, I witnessed the future.”
Bai Feng: “……”
This guy’s definitely a riddle master!
The other disciples of the Holy Land of Tian Yan probably also talk this way, huh? Might as well rename it the Riddle Master Holy Land.
Noticing Bai Feng’s puzzled look, Yun Yue Yao tiptoed and tugged at his clothes, indicating he should lean down.
Then she whispered into his ear, “It’s about the chessboard we mentioned earlier…”
“Yun Yue Yao,” Tian Yan suddenly interrupted her. “Don’t say reckless things. Be careful to avoid attracting the Celestial Law’s gaze.”
Yun Yue Yao immediately shut her mouth, but Bai Feng already understood what she was implying.
Are the spiritual veins about to revive so soon?
Come to think of it, the riddling might be because she’s worried about the Celestial Law’s attention. But why can Yun Yue Yao reveal so much?
He looked down at Yun Yue Yao, who offered him a reassuring smile.
“Let’s not talk about all this divine stuff. Let’s chat about something else,” Jiang Ling strolled up beside Tian Yan and leaned her body on her shoulder, quietly asking, “By the way, Tian Yan, when you saw Bai Master, did you have any urge to tease him?”
Tian Yan shot her a confused look and shook his head. “Please don’t put your perverted interests on others.”
“But Brother Pei can feel it too!” Jiang Ling muttered quietly. “Why is it that only the fortune-tellers can’t?”
Bai Feng silently shifted his gaze aside — because you two are the Child of Destiny, that’s why!
“The match is starting,” suddenly announced the Holy Son of Tai Chu. He looked at Lin Yan and asked everyone, “What do you think? Will Junior Brother Lin win?”
Jiang Ling glanced at the Tai Chu Holy Son. “Why are you so concerned about him? Shouldn’t you care more about your own Holy Land’s disciples?”
“Hmm, you’re right,” the Tai Chu Holy Son nodded. “In that case, there’s nothing more to ask. They’re definitely going to lose.”
This time, Jiang Ling didn’t argue but nodded in agreement. “Yeah, when it comes to alchemy, who can beat the group from Dao Xuan Holy Land?”
“No, there’s one person who can,” the Tai Chu Holy Son shook his head. “Junior Brother Lin should be able to surpass them.”
Jiang Ling: “……”
She quietly took a few steps back from Bai Feng’s side, feeling that this Tai Chu Holy Son was a bit off.
The Tai Chu Holy Son didn’t notice Jiang Ling’s reaction. He continued confidently: “Junior Brother Lin’s alchemy skills are quite good, at least better than ours at Tai Chu Holy Land. We agreed to have a match after the contest, and I’d hate for him to lose before that — I don’t want to fight someone who’s lost his fighting spirit.”
Suddenly, Bai Feng asked, “When you fight, can I watch from the side?”
“Of course,” the Tai Chu Holy Son turned to Bai Feng, a fierce look in his eyes. “Have you made up your mind? Are you planning to fight me?”
“No, I’m studying a special array,” Bai Feng hurriedly waved his hands, coming up with a quick excuse. “It records the residual shadows of certain moves. So I want to ask for your help—just some ordinary moves are enough.”
“No problem,” the Tai Chu Holy Son agreed generously. “Once you make it, let me try. I haven’t fought myself yet!”
“That probably won’t last you more than a few moves, after all, it’s just residual shadows.”
“Those are a shame,” the Tai Chu Holy Son mumbled disappointedly.
“But Brother Pei, if you want a real fight, I’ve got a better way,” Bai Feng suddenly grinned. “Although I can only record residual shadows, I can record several people’s moves—I just don’t know many strong folks yet.”
The Tai Chu Holy Son’s eyes lit up immediately. “Leave this to me! Wait a moment!”
He rushed off in a hurry.
Jiang Ling shook her arm and stretched lazily. “I really don’t get this battle junkie’s mindset. We’re out here just trying to relax, but they’re all about endless battles and cultivation—aren’t they tired?”
“For people like Brother Pei, maybe fighting is just relaxation,” Bai Feng casually replied.
“I just can’t understand,” Jiang Ling shook her head. “Oh well, I’ll go relax too.”
After speaking, she took out a folding chair from her storage bag, laid back, and pulled out a book—though she just covered her face with it instead of reading.
‘……’
Yao Chi Holy Land claims to host elegant ladies, yet somehow this lazy bum pops out.
Bai Feng couldn’t help but internally complain.
He didn’t wait long before the Tai Chu Holy Son returned, leading six disciples from different Holy Lands, each with a somewhat bitter expression.
Among these disciples, Bai Feng even spotted a Child of Destiny.
‘This Holy Son’s pretty fierce—can actually keep other Child of Destinies in check.’
As he examined this Child of Destiny, the latter also noticed him. But this one didn’t focus much on Bai Feng—instead, he looked onward at the Tai Chu Holy Son. “Brother Pei, we have something important to do. No time for a match!”
As he spoke, others chimed in:
“Yeah, yeah, the auction’s starting soon, and I planned to research a portable array disk!”
“Brother Pei, we really can’t spar now. Next time, okay? Next time for sure!”
“I’m from Dao Xuan Holy Land, can I go now?”
“Don’t worry, Junior Brother,” the Tai Chu Holy Son turned with a smile. “It’s just a friend of mine who needs to record some moves, so I thought I’d ask for your help.”
Hearing this, everyone visibly relaxed:
“Just say so. This kind of small matter, leave it to me.”
“Yeah, don’t worry about whether they’re divine-level moves or not—anything not forbidden by the Holy Land can be recorded!”
“Brother Pei, how do we record the moves?”
The smile on the Tai Chu Holy Son’s face only grew wider, even a bit wild. “Simple. Just fight me.”
Everyone: “?”
And that’s where we leave it!
