Chapter 354: “Should We Take Her Life While She’s Down With Illness?”
“So, are we just going to camp here fighting the Demon Path forever?” Little Jiu, tagging along beside Bai Feng, asked. “How long are we planning to keep this up?”
“It won’t be much longer. The Demon Path will definitely get impatient,” Bai Feng replied, summoning his mini-map in the system. He kept a vigilant eye on the surroundings, always ready for a Luck Child to pass by.
Little Jiu tilted her head. “Would those j*rk gods, the Divine Monarchs, even care about this?”
“You’re overestimating the Divine Monarchs and underestimating the North Region’s Demon Path,” Bai Feng said with a sly smile, making sure no Luck Child was nearby before putting away the mini-map. “Even though the Demon Path has been weaker than the righteous sects these past few years, it’s not something a godly guy in Central Continent can control. They’re probably just under pressure from the Divine Monarch, forced into a ‘partnership’ with Hollywood-style promises.”
“Now, ‘partnership’ might be a bit generous,” he continued with a shrug. “The Demon Path in the North isn’t exactly getting along with the Divine Monarchs. Their cooperation is totally one-sided, and even the ‘peace talks’ look more like a truce with a bat upside your head.”
To his surprise, the Divine Monarchs didn’t bother hiding anymore once righteous sects started pushing against the Demon Path. The recent destruction of the bl**d Demon Sect was likely part of this messy collaboration—its former head and some elders dead at the hands of the Divine Monarch, others kneeling in submission. The sect was still pretty much on its last legs. The other Demon sects? They seemed to accept this mess, which was why the righteous sects took the chance to strike down the bl**d Demon Sect.
“Oh…” Little Jiu blinked, her bright eyes filled with innocent confusion.
Seeing her wide-eyed wonder, Bai Feng could tell her brain had probably just hit pause. He reached out, scooped her up, and gently tugged her chin. “Anyway, the important thing is—the Divine Monarchs don’t actually control the North Demon Path. When something big happens like this, they definitely will react. Otherwise, their reputation would be shot, and maybe they’ll even drag the Divine Monarch out into the open.”
“Hmm.” Little Jiu nodded, seeming to understand. “So, basically, we just wait for the Divine Monarch’s people to show up?”
“Something like that,” Bai Feng gently tousled her hair.
At that moment, Yun Yue Yao strolled over. Little Jiu, who was nestled happily in Bai Feng’s arms, suddenly twitched—a little startled—then quickly squirmed free and jumped onto the ground, acting like she’d just been caught doing something naughty.
Bai Feng cast a silent glance at Yun Yue Yao. “Did you say something strange again? Now look what you did to the kid.”
“No, I’m not the jealous type,” Yun Yue Yao shook her head with a mocking tone, but under Bai Feng’s suspicious gaze, she quietly muttered, “As long as it’s not too much.”
Bai Feng chuckled wistfully. Stepping over, he placed a hand on her shoulder. “Do you want a hug? Or maybe a head pat?”
Yun Yue Yao blinked, then a faint smile appeared at her lips. Before Bai Feng could reach out, she threw her arms around his neck herself. “Sure, maybe you can also give me a little head rub.”
…
This girl was as straightforward as ever. Bai Feng looked at her, somewhat resigned but amused, and reached out to gently pat her head.
Almost forgetting Yun Yue Yao was the kind of girl who wasn’t easily shy, Bai Feng thought maybe teasing Bai Yu Mo or Yu Yao would be more fun.
“Brother, the situation over there is resolved…” Bai Yu Mo was about to say more when she suddenly stopped, eyes locked onto the adorably smug Yun Yue Yao, making her small face turn a shade darker.
Yun Yue Yao really had a habit of sneaking off to snack when your guard was down!
Bai Feng looked at her satisfied face, then at Bai Yu Mo clenching her fists, sensing the system might maliciously stuff Luck Points his way. He quickly spread his other arm. “Well, is everything sorted out?”
“…Yeah, all done,” Bai Yu Mo hesitated briefly, then nodded. She stepped forward—but then, she and Yun Yue Yao started squabbling again, fighting over territory.
Just then, Bai Feng caught another gaze—the one coming from Tian Yan, who had appeared silently nearby. She was staring right at him.
“I could give you a hug,” Tian Yan said suddenly. “Could I get a piece of cake in exchange?”
“…Can you just give me a piece of cake and stop bothering me?”
…
After a little side story, Bai Feng and his crew resumed their search for the infiltrating Demon Path cultivators. This time, Yun Yue Yao and Bai Yu Mo stuck close, occasionally exchanging glances, and the air seemed to crackle with tiny sparks—like an electric charge zipping among them.
Bai Feng decided to ignore the two and turned to Tian Yan, munching on her cake roll. “Any news from the Sacred Land?”
“Relax. As long as the Divine Monarchs come out, they won’t slip away,” Tian Yan mumbled with her mouth full. “But don’t expect just taking out a couple of Divine Monarch’s men to seriously wreck them. Even if they get killed, they’ll just pick new ones quickly. Though the Divine Monarch’s people are mostly cannon fodder—they’re expendable—in the end, if the Divine Monarch himself drops dead, there’s still a chance he could claw his way back up.”
“Ugh, troublesome,” Bai Feng sighed. But from what the residual soul of the Black Lotus Fairy had hinted earlier, it wasn’t surprising. The Divine Monarch was likely left behind by the fallen immortals, including the Black Lotus Fairy herself. Just… what were they trying to accomplish before kicking the bucket?
While Bai Feng pondered their scheming, little Jiu suddenly took two steps back, then dashed to Bai Feng’s side.
“Is that a corpse up ahead? Is it a trap?” she asked carefully, clearly cautious after witnessing many battles involving the Heavenly Sword Sect.
“A corpse?”
Bai Feng quickly checked the system. Relief washed over him—thankfully, not a Luck Child seriously injured!
“Let’s go see what’s up.”
Soon, they arrived at the spot Little Jiu pointed to—where a woman with a pale face lay. Multiple wounds marred her body, bl**d staining her clothes.
Bai Feng stared at her for a few seconds—she still had a heartbeat. She was probably knocked out, not dead.
Was she a disciple attacked by the Demon Path? Her clothes didn’t quite match those of orthodox sects—could she be from the Demon Path?
Honestly, could she be the Hundred Faced Saintess deliberately pretending to look hurt to gain sympathy?
Bai Feng’s mind briefly floated this ridiculous idea, but he was quickly amused by his own absurdity. The wounds on her weren’t fake. If she’d deliberately injured herself to approach him… well, that would be pretty dumb.
He still pulled out the system to check. He’d marked her earlier as a demon girl—so checking the system’s label would give him the answer.
“Hmm, as expected… Wait?” Bai Feng suddenly froze. He looked down at the unconscious woman again, then at the system mark—an icy chill ran down his spine. “Oh my god! It really is a demon girl!”
That was extremely ruthless of her, wasn’t it?
After sighing in awe, his gaze fixed on her body, his right hand twitching as if tempted to do something reckless: ‘Should I take her life while she’s down and sick?’
