Chapter 220: Why Am I Such a Heart Demon? This Is Just My Luck!
“Hmm, this should be pretty much right.”
Bai Feng looked at the new secret realm design diagram on the table, nodding with satisfaction.
This time, he borrowed a bit from the PUBG-style gameplay—map filled with spiritual weapons and pills. Disciples entering have to strip off all their equipment, relying only on their cultivation techniques and base power, as the ‘poison circle’ shrinks—until only the last person stands.
Sure, cultivation and techniques aren’t perfectly balanced, but hey, this isn’t a game. Fairness isn’t a must.
As for eliminating opponents, our esteemed sect has a nifty set of tricks. Usually, in multi-person contests, they have ways to boot folks out—like competing for tokens. He just found a bunch of mature schemes to toss into the mix.
He’d mark the resources in the secret realm—when eliminated disciples are teleported out, their spiritual weapons and unfinished pills stay behind.
“Maybe I should find some Array Mage seniors to help craft this,” Bai Feng mused.
The array was straightforward—except for the core, which needed his personal touch—rest could totally be delegated to the Array disciples. Speed up the process, yay!
After finishing up, he turned to look at Su Lan Qian, who was busy cultivating nearby.
‘Does this even work?’ Bai Feng inwardly wondered.
Though she had invited him over to suppress her Heart Demon, basically he was just coming over to do his own thing, and she was meditating on the side. They barely interacted—more like she was working while he loafed around. Feels more like working in a different place.
But honestly, he wasn’t bored. The environment was peaceful, there was enough snacks, and if he hit a snag with his array research, he could just wait until Su Lan finished her practice for a chat. Or he could just lie on the sofa and nap—like a delightful midday snooze.
“Time’s probably almost up, huh?” Bai Feng picked up a spoon and slowly ate some pudding.
As expected, Su Lan Qian slowly opened her eyes shortly after.
She looked at Bai Feng, then lowered her head and softly said, “Thank you.”
“I see your cultivation’s pretty steady; you’re probably about to breakthrough to Yuan Ying, right?” Bai Feng scrutinized with his chin in his hand. “If you’re going to breakthrough, remember to call me. Even though your Heart Demon is now tiny, it might still cause trouble during your leap.”
“Uh-huh, I will,” Su Lan Qian nodded quickly.
“Alright, I’ll go first.” Bai Feng put down his spoon, glanced at the pudding plate, then picked it up. “Oh, I’ll help you wash this.”
But before he could move, Su Lan Qian hurriedly stepped forward, grabbing the plate and spoon from his hands.
“No need, I’ve already done so much for you today. I can handle cleaning up,” she said quickly.
She then dashed into the kitchen, and soon, the sound of running water came through.
Bai Feng didn’t think anything of it. He just said at the door, “I’ll leave now. If you need anything, contact me.”
“Thank you, take care.”
After hearing the sound of the door closing, Su Lan Qian finally relaxed a bit.
Her hands were empty, but she felt the lingering scent and warmth of Bai Feng.
‘If only I could get him… I’ll help your Heart Demon come out.’
A weak voice suddenly appeared in her mind, but she ignored it completely.
‘Don’t you want to see him snatched away by another woman? To see him with someone else…?’
Her fingers brushed the table gently, whispering to herself, “With someone else?”
Suddenly, the voice in her head became excited: ‘That kind of thing really riles me up, doesn’t it? I can help you, as long as you can…’
‘Do I even have a place here?’
‘Huh huh, I really wanna be hugged by Bai Feng, have his scent slowly soak into my clothes…’
‘…’
d*mn, why is my Heart Demon like this? So pathetic!
…
Finally, the work’s done! Should be qualified, right?
Fang Yue stretched her arms and then leaned onto the desk.
She picked up the plan on the table, skimmed it, and furrowed her brow. “Nope, I can’t lower my standards like this. My goal isn’t just to pass.”
If it was just passing, her teacher might not say much. But she wanted a good evaluation, maybe even a compliment—something that would make the teacher take her seriously.
In her interactions, she found her teacher is quite earnest. Even though she’s just a humble employee of Yu Ling Long, he never slacked off. He always patiently answered her questions, no matter how trivial.
So, for the sake of her teacher’s respect, she had to work seriously. No disappointing him.
She straightened her back and focused deep in thought.
Finally, near the start of class, she crafted an even better plan!
“Good enough!”
She picked up the new plan and nodded with satisfaction.
This one should surely satisfy the teacher.
“Oh no, it’s almost time for class!”
She looked at the clock, hurriedly grabbing her new plan, and dashed into the classroom.
Soon, Bai Feng pushed the door open and entered: “Sorry, got held up by something.”
Fang Yue hurriedly shook her head: “No problem, teacher. I’ve only just arrived too.”
And inside, she was a little scared—if the teacher had arrived a bit later, she might’ve been marked as tardy.
By the way, why does the teacher smell kind of… fragrant? Like meat? Is there such a thing as a fragrant sachet that smells like meat?
‘What am I thinking? Am I sleep-deprived and hallucinating?’
She slapped her head, then handed in her night-owl’s plan:
“Teacher, I finished the assignment. Can you take a look?”
Bai Feng flipped through a couple of pages, his expression suddenly surprised, and he praised, “Not bad at all! Even I couldn’t come up with a better plan than this.”
“Teacher, you’re exaggerating,” Fang Yue blushed a little, feeling relieved—her late-night effort wasn’t wasted.
But as she relaxed, fatigue hit her suddenly. She couldn’t help but yawn, glancing at Bai Feng, trying her best to hold it in.
Don’t want to leave a bad impression!
“I’m telling the truth!” Bai Feng shook his head. “I’d even consider keeping you on as my assistant.”
Too bad she was just a lucky Child of Destiny. If she wasn’t, she’d fight hard for that spot—though honestly, she’s got her priorities, and she knows she can’t always promise success.
If she did succeed, maybe she’d come back to see Bai Feng again. Hope he’d still accept her then.
“Anyway, I’ll give you an Excellent grade for this assignment as a reward—and you can ask me any one question,” Bai Feng said with a grin. “If you don’t have a question now, just store it for later.”
“Thank you, teacher!”
Fang Yue nodded eagerly, thinking about what to ask. Though her mind was full of questions, she hesitated—wasting this chance might be foolish, so she decided to hold back… for now. Oh, this dilemma!
