Chapter 231: Senior Sister Su, are you dreaming of marrying a fake me, or…
*Yawn…*
Bai Feng reached the mountaintop dedicated to Array research long after the sun had risen high in the sky.
By now, his senior brother and sister had already begun their ‘work’ for the day—they’d received numerous disciple feedback and were discussing how to optimize the Simulation Secret Realm.
“Good morning, junior brother Bai…” one senior sister greeted with a bright smile upon seeing Bai Feng, then suddenly paused, walking up to him with a quiet whisper, “By the way, Junior Sister Su Lan Qian sat here all day yesterday, and she seemed a bit down.”
“Thanks for the heads-up, senior sister. Got it,” Bai Feng nodded.
Is it about her Heart Demon? Maybe I should check on her later.
After exchanging greetings, Bai Feng entered the room where portable array disks were studied. He saw Su Lan Qian resting her head on the desk, fast asleep.
‘*Rare to see her like this, I’ll let her sleep a bit longer.*’ Bai Feng shook his head and decided not to wake her.
Since merging the Yin Yang Pattern fragments, he’d gained new abilities. He planned to slightly improve his portable array disk.
After Yuan Ying, cultivators could use many more methods. Though the functionalities of the arrays also increased, fitting so many features into one was a challenge.
Originally, he intended to make several different array disks to handle various situations, but now, that seemed less troublesome.
“Huh, adding new functions really is possible,” Bai Feng picked up a portable array disk. As the array pattern appeared, what was once just a defensive array now gained a Spirit Gathering effect.
He could even stay lazy by carrying several semi-finished array disks and combining them on the fly.
In battle, if anything unexpected happened, he could promptly modify the array, greatly improving flexibility.
“Bai Feng?”
Su Lan Qian suddenly woke up, her face still showing traces of panic—until she saw Bai Feng, then she seemed a bit reassured.
“Senior Sister Su Lan Qian, good… uh, it’s not early anymore,” Bai Feng chuckled, waving his hand. “Sorry, I had some things to deal with yesterday, so I couldn’t come.”
“It’s… no problem,” she hurriedly waved her hand and then shyly lowered her head, asking cautiously, “Well, do you have time now? I felt like my Heart Demon was stirring again yesterday.”
Upon hearing her description, Bai Feng’s face grew slightly puzzled. “Wasn’t holding my coat useless?”
Su Lan Qian remembered how she had heard whispers while wearing Bai Feng’s coat yesterday.
“Ha ha, how pitiful—you’re just like a discarded puppy now,” the whisper mocked.
“…”
“How much longer are you going to wait here? He doesn’t seem to care about you, you know. Are you going to keep deceiving yourself?”
“…”
“Or maybe I can help. Don’t rush to refuse. Don’t you want to marry him? Have a lively wedding? Rebuild the Su family’s glory together?”
As she was about to rebut, she suddenly awoke as if from a dream, and the spiritual sense Bai Feng had left in her mind showed no reaction.
“Senior Sister Su Lan Qian?”
Bai Feng’s voice brought her back. She stared at him blankly, then lowered her head again.
Though she could argue against every word from her dream voice, her scared heart after spending an entire day alone in the laboratory made her mind wander with fruitless fears—worried that Bai Feng might have abandoned her like the whispers implied.
She shook her head softly. “No, it’s gotten worse.”
“Worse?” Bai Feng frowned, crouching into thought. Could her Heart Demon have exploited a new flaw?
He quickly stepped closer, placing a hand on her shoulder.
Her body trembled immediately.
“Does your Heart Demon react now?”
“……”
Su Lan Qian was silent for a few seconds, then shook her head. “No.”
Bai Feng pondered for a moment. Judging from her reaction, it probably wasn’t his fault—otherwise, the Heart Demon would’ve responded when he was near her. Maybe it’s too scared to come out.
He then thought of something and asked, “Is there no reaction from the spiritual sense I left in your consciousness?”
“Nothing either,” Su Lan Qian answered softly.
“Huh…” Bai Feng rubbed his forehead, confused about the Heart Demon’s situation.
Nearby, seeing Bai Feng’s hand on her shoulder, Su Lan Qian recalled the whispers in her dreams yesterday—her inhibited emotions suddenly surged uncontrollably.
She was afraid Bai Feng would think she was a burden, afraid he’d abandon her, longing to stay by his side forever… even wanting to marry him…
“Huh? That’s bad!”
Suddenly, Bai Feng’s spiritual sense in Su Lan Qian’s mind issued a warning. He hurriedly looked at her, noticing her eyes beginning to glaze over.
A flicker of black and white flashed in his eyes, and the scenery around him rapidly changed.
Before he knew it, he was back in front of an old, dilapidated house.
Without hesitation, he stood and strode inside.
At first, the courtyard was quiet, but as he moved inward, figures appeared more and more.
However, these figures were blurry—no clear expressions, and their clothes were all muddled together.
In addition to the blurry figures, the walls were decorated with red characters celebrating joy.
“Why is it so serious?”
Bai Feng frowned slightly, then continued deeper into the house. The more he walked inside, the more the festive red decorations appeared, even his clothes began transforming into a red wedding gown.
“The groom is finally here. Come on, come on—it’s just waiting for you.”
Suddenly, a red figure grabbed his arm and began pulling him forward.
Bai Feng didn’t resist, allowing the red figure to drag him along.
Soon, they arrived at a room door, surrounded by a horde of red silhouettes, chattering among themselves. Their voices were distorted, hard to decipher.
“Looks like this is the place.”
Bai Feng didn’t hesitate; he pushed open the door.
Inside, the room was decorated lavishly. Seated on a chair was a beautiful woman in a resplendent red wedding dress, her head covered by a red veil. She slowly turned her body, seemingly peering through the veil at him.
Suddenly, the scene shifted—he and the bride appeared in the grand hall.
“Bowing to Heaven and Earth!”
“… That’s how it is,” Bai Feng exhaled slowly, unexpectedly realizing he had become the weak point in Su Lan Qian’s heart and didn’t expect her to harbor such intense feelings—so much so that her Heart Demon exploited their connection.
No wonder his treasure items didn’t work; if they had, it would be strange.
He turned to look at Su Lan Qian beside him. The black and white flickering in his eyes flashed again: “Senior Sister Su, it’s time to wake up.”
“……”
Su Lan Qian’s body trembled slightly. Even the surroundings seemed to distort faintly.
She lowered her head, voice trembling with tears: “No, don’t…”
But Bai Feng didn’t stop. He gently lifted her red veil.
“I think I might be a little cruel, but I don’t want to see my little helper lost in her sweet dreams, unable to wake up. We have a lot of work to do,” he said softly.
Beneath the veil, Su Lan Qian stared blankly at Bai Feng, tears cascading down her cheeks, destroying her delicate makeup.
“…”
Bai Feng paused, then slowly lowered his head, gently wiping her tears. His face eased into a smile, and he softly asked, “Senior Sister Su, do you want to marry a false version of me in your dreams, or…”
He stopped without finishing and gently touched her lips.
Su Lan Qian looked at Bai Feng silently. After a few seconds, she slowly tiptoed, raised her arms to hold his neck, and their faces were less than an inch apart.
She made her choice.
Bai Feng could feel the softness of her lips, and around them, the red clothes they wore gradually disappeared, replaced by their usual long robes.
A few minutes later, Su Lan Qian slowly released her arms, her face slightly flushed. She reached out to touch her lips as if savoring the memory, even subconsciously licking her pink tongue over her lips. Realizing what she was doing, her face turned even redder.
Bai Feng suddenly sensed something. He looked up, and the scenery around him had returned to normal—the red festive decorations had vanished.
At the entrance of the hall, a woman resembling Su Lan Qian but dressed in a red wedding gown stared at him expressionlessly.
Then, just like the fading red decorations, her body gradually turned transparent until she completely disappeared.
