Chapter 278: How Did You Turn Her Into This?!
Thud, thud, thud!
Suddenly, a loud knocking echoed from outside the door.
“I’ll go open it first, and we’ll talk about the petting session later.”
White Maple shrugged and strode briskly towards the door. Based on where the knocking was coming from, it was clear it wasn’t Yao Yao or Yun Yue Yao—those two tiny troublemakers. Besides, the knocking wasn’t very high, so most likely it was Little Seven.
He swung the door open, and sure enough, standing right outside was Little Seven.
“Oh, Little Seven’s here!”
Bai Feng chuckled, reaching out to ruffle her hair. Yep, nothing beats the good old double ponytail hairstyle—especially when done with the black silk ribbon Bai Feng had gifted her earlier.
After a brief head rub, Bai Feng suddenly remembered something—Black Lotus had been eyeing Little Seven before, probably for some special reason. Luckily, Tian Yan was here now too, so he thought, “Let’s have her do a quick fortune-telling for Little Seven.”
“Come on in, everyone,” he said.
Inside, Little Seven immediately spotted Tian Yan—her shining golden twin ponytails flashed under the light.
As Bai Feng’s go-to intel collector, she naturally recognized Tian Yan—the Holy Maiden of Tian Yan—and knew she’d asked to train with Bai Feng at the Heavenly Sword Sect.
After examining Tian Yan for a few seconds, Little Seven subtly raised her hand and pulled out a black silk ribbon—the same one Bai Feng had given her before—and fashioned a double ponytail.
Tian Yan’s gaze shifted to her. Curious, confused eyes flashed across her face.
Bai Feng also noticed Little Seven tying her hair, but he didn’t comment. Instead, he chuckled, rubbing the girl’s head again, and then turned to Tian Yan: “Tian Yan, could you also do a quick reading for Little Seven? She was previously targeted by someone from the Demon Path, all because her hair, apparently, was too eye-catching.”
“…No need,” Tian Yan shook her head, her expression shifting into something more strange—like she was examining Bai Feng. “I have to ask—how did you manage to… raise her like this?”
“What do you mean?”
Bai Feng looked at her, puzzled. He cast a glance at the well-behaved Little Seven, wondering if he’d somehow ‘turned her crooked.’
“Her… well, I’ll put it this way.” Tian Yan hesitated for a few seconds before speaking. “She’s very special, and her fate is soaked in bl**d. Some fortune-tellers might call her a calamity.”
“A calamity?”
Bai Feng’s face tightened with confusion. He looked back at Little Seven—who was so adorable, did such a thing exist? Then he reached out again, rubbing her cute little face—could such a terrifying calamity really look this adorable?
Records rarely depict someone with her kind of fate, but every time it appears, it causes chaos in the world—like the villainous big bad boss who destroys everything in novels.
Tian Yan kept staring at Little Seven, her confusion deepening. “But someone as obedient as her… I’ve never heard of it before. How on earth did you do it?”
“I\u0027ll tell you,” Bai Feng said, thinking for a moment. “When I was bored as hell, I opened up an orphanage, and I just… adopted her.”
He nodded thoughtfully. So that’s why the Divine Monarch Black Lotus was eyeing her—makes sense now.
“Tch, no wonder,” Tian Yan nodded. Fate isn’t untouchable; many have veered off their destined paths for all sorts of reasons. Usually, it’s ordinary folks who are most easily influenced by others or their environment and end up changing their fate.
She then tiptoed, patting Bai Feng’s shoulder. “You’d better take good care of yourself.”
Seeing how Tian Yan clearly knew Little Seven relied heavily on Bai Feng—basically treating him like a spiritual pillar—she couldn’t help but worry what would happen if Bai Feng ran into trouble.
Bai Feng blinked: “?”
Don’t make it sound like I’m about to d*e already!
He suppressed a retort and continued. “I have a question. Little Seven’s talent is pretty decent, but she doesn’t seem capable of becoming the Big Boss, right?”
Tian Yan shook her head. “Talent isn’t everything. Take you, for example—you’re quite average in that department, huh?”
“…You make a good point.”
…
After Tian Yan exited, Bai Feng looked at the well-behaved Little Seven sitting beside him. Unexpectedly, he had casually picked up a ‘Big Boss’ just like that.
“Alright, you don’t need to worry about bringing misfortune anymore,” he said with a smile, hugging her onto his lap and gently smoothing her white hair.
Little Seven fell silent. According to her understanding, calamities should be even more dangerous than misfortunes, right? But judging from what Tian Yan said, her destiny seemed to have changed—so maybe she didn’t need to fear bringing disaster to Bai Feng anymore?
After enjoying Bai Feng’s gentle touch for a moment, she tilted her head and asked softly: “Brother, do we still need to train today?”
In her words, ‘training’ was just practicing—like Bai Feng guiding her in swordsmanship and cultivation.
“Of course,” Bai Feng grinned, lifting her off his lap. “Would you rather practice in the Simulation Secret Realm, or stay here and train?”
Without hesitation, Little Seven replied: “I want to stay here and train.”
“Alright, let’s go to the courtyard. Since you’ve advanced to Yuan Ying, I’ll teach you some even cooler sword arts.”
…
Inside the secret realm.
“Fortunately, I’ve gone through Brother Bai’s devilish training, or else I’d really be in trouble this time.”
Shui Miao Miao hid inside a tiny tree hollow—less than a thumb-sized—and watched her surroundings cautiously.
As a faithful player of the Simulation Secret Realm and its simulated battles, she couldn’t promise she’d win, but running away? Nope—no one else could outrun her in this place.
‘Ugh, when will this secret realm end?!’
She sighed inwardly—truthfully, she didn’t want to come here. The situation in Eastern Continent was just too complicated. Princes and princesses all coveting the throne wouldn’t give her a rest, and the sects stirring up trouble definitely wouldn’t stay quiet—plus, there were a few monster tribes from the Southern Region sneaking in.
In such a hostile environment, she simply had no mind for exploring the secret realm.
If she’d been an ordinary princess, she wouldn’t have to come. But as one of the heirs to the throne, she had to show some strength. Plus, this secret realm was connected to the Dragon Clan—she had to get inside, maybe snag some Dragon-related artifacts, or even refine her bloodline further.
The silver lining was that this secret realm could only accommodate Yuan Ying at the peak. With her current Late Nascent Soul stage cultivation and her Dragon bloodline, she wasn’t too worried.
‘Hiding here forever isn’t a solution. Better to find a less crowded place and explore.’
Just as Shui Miao Miao was about to leave, she suddenly saw a familiar figure passing nearby.
‘Huh? Isn’t that the array master who just joined the army recently?’
She quickly paused. The array master’s expression was different from usual—less friendly, more murderous intent apparent.
Watching him walk away, she hesitated for a few seconds, then decided to follow her instincts—no point pushing her luck.
‘Better go somewhere less crowded to explore.’
As for that strange array master—she decided to wait until after leaving the secret realm to investigate further.
But often, fate has a way of throwing curveballs. Just as she found a promising spot near a Dragon Clan relic, she realized that the array master was also there.
Her heart sank: ‘Isn’t this relic only open to those with Dragon bl**d?’
