Chapter 290: Were you just building a nest outside my window?
After some testing, Bai Feng had a rough grasp of the wonder that is the Celestial Eye.
Maybe it was because the leftover power from the Celestial Eye absorbed a ton of Chu Chu’s negative emotions, causing her Celestial Eye to change a bit from before.
Unlike Bai Yu Mo’s Celestial Bone, the Celestial Eye’s ability is more about affecting the enemy’s active skills—basically messing with their heads and emotions. And in battle, that’s deadly enough to turn the tide.
Besides, the Celestial Eye can see through enemy moves, spot extra details, and even observe the flow of spiritual energy. It’s like having X-ray vision—only more spiritual.
And if that’s not enough, the Celestial Eye can even slightly boost illusions, making them harder to break free from—especially when combined with its emotional influence. Honestly, few could escape such a mind trap.
‘No wonder it’s called Celestial Eye.’
Bai Feng sighed inwardly. He pondered a moment—if he had chosen to be the villain from the start and successfully snatched the Celestial Bone and Celestial Eye, he might have really become the ultimate Big Bad Boss.
Maybe even the kind that goes down in history with multiple Child of Destiny right before dying.
Then his gaze shifted to Chu Chu, who looked a bit exhausted after repeatedly using the Celestial Eye’s power. She’s now in the Golden Core Stage, but unleashing the Celestial Eye still took a lot out of her.
“Alright, you should go rest now,” Bai Feng said casually. Then he remembered something and quickly changed his tune. “Wait—just to be safe, before I make the eye mask, you’d better stay in Bai Yu Mo’s house. I’ll tell her later.”
The power of the Celestial Eye really is tricky to guard against. Chu Chu might unintentionally influence others without realizing it. For safety’s sake, it’s better she stay at Bai Yu Mo’s place until the eye mask that can suppress the Celestial Eye is ready, then she can leave.
“Okay,” Chu Chu nodded swiftly. She remembered Bai Yu Mo’s house was right next door, connected by a door to Bai Feng’s house. So that means she can just go see Bai Feng anytime she wants, right?
A glimmer of excitement rose in her heart, but she didn’t show it—just a subtle, couldn’t-help smile curling at her lips.
…
“Oh, another letter?”
Bai Feng picked up the Image Retainer, scrolling through the messages.
Simple content—first, praise for him teaching array skills, then some new questions from the little princess.
This little princess really does send him messages every single day without fail…
Bai Feng’s lips twitch as he looks at the texts.
Originally, the Image Retainer was in Shui Miao Miao’s hands, but ever since Shui Xi Yu said she wanted to ask him about arrays, it’s now got a second owner.
At first, the princess’s contact wasn’t so frequent—about every three or four days, sometimes six or seven—very polite. If he didn’t know her as Fang Yue, he wouldn’t think she’s a single girl.
But as their ‘familiarity’ grew, her message frequency increased. She even tried numerous times to ask him to be her master.
He wasn’t interested in taking a Child of Destiny as a disciple. First, he’s worried she might be able to k*ll him with her luck, and second, accepting a Child of Destiny as a disciple guarantees he’d get system-fed Luck Points. So he kept politely refusing—until he used his old trick on Fang Yue.
“I have no plans to take disciples right now, and I haven’t really taught you anything—just answered some questions. But if you’re willing, you can call me Teacher,” he finally said.
After sending that message, the so-called ‘student’ turned into someone new—again.
Since then, that little princess pretty much started messaging him every day.
And he, to avoid system luck point injections, can’t ignore her.
“‘This is the problem.’ She’s learning pretty fast,” Bai Feng mused, contemplating how to answer.
He continued scrolling, then suddenly paused, rubbing his forehead.
It’s not that her questions are too difficult, but she’s no longer satisfied with just asking about array spells.
‘Teacher, our recent actions are going smoothly. We’ve managed to push back two princes on the battlefield. But the Black Dragon Chancellor, who once schemed against me, hasn’t shown any sign of movement. Given his personality, I don’t think he’d be so indifferent—I suspect there’s a conspiracy. I asked Sixth Sister about it, but she told me to ask you.’
“Are you guys treating me like Doraemon now?”
Bai Feng sighed. He didn’t know much about Đông Châu’s situation—asking him probably won’t get him any useful info.
Oh well, might as well find some outside help.
If the war in Đông Châu can be settled, that’s good for him—especially now that the Northern Region’s in chaos, with commercial activity disrupted and a new market needed.
He tapped the Image Retainer, opening a contact with the note ‘Golden Twin Tails.’
Bai Feng: ‘Are you there? I need your help with something.’
Golden Twin Tails: ‘Got it.’
Three seconds later, he saw those golden twin tails slowly rise outside his window.
Bai Feng: “…”
Could it be that this guy is just camping outside my window every day?
“Door.”
He pointed at the door, and in the next second, those twin tails vanished.
With the door opened, Tian Yan strode in briskly.
“I’m quite curious about what you’re doing every day,” Bai Feng said, unable to hold back.
Tian Yan tilted her head: “Is that really the question you want to ask?”
Bai Feng shook his head. “No, just curious why you always appear outside my window in seconds—you even seem to be building a nest there.”
“Just passing by,” she replied calmly, expression not flinching.
“…That’s a lot of coincidence times,” Bai Feng remarked, unimpressed.
“Don’t forget my identity—I’m the Holy Maiden of Tian Yan Sacred Land,” she added evenly.
“Then explain this picture.”
Bai Feng suddenly pulled out the Image Retainer, showing a picture: Tian Yan squatting outside his window, holding two sticks and pretending to camouflage herself.
Her face didn’t reveal a single fluctuation. She raised her head slightly, looking at Bai Feng and seriously explaining: “This… is my cultivation method.”
“…I believe you,” Bai Feng said, rubbing his forehead. He couldn’t resist muttering, “You might as well build a little house outside my window. That way, you won’t keep hiding and sneaking around.”
Tian Yan shook her head. “I think, rather than building a house, it would be more convenient if I could borrow your empty room to stay in.”
“You’re really pushing your luck now, huh?” Bai Feng reached up and tapped her head. “Let’s not talk about that. I’ll go get some cake. You help me analyze the Đông Châu situation.”
“Can I build a little house then?”
“…Finish the current task first, then we’ll talk about the house,” Bai Feng replied.
