Chapter 36: I Want You to Enter the Sect Competition
When the system notification blinked onto his mental screen, Bai Feng was completely baffled—why was this happening? What kind of cosmic joke was this?
He first glanced at Bai Yu Mo—she was elbow-deep in a mountain of rice and vegetables, strutting out of the kitchen like she owned the place.
Clearly, she wasn’t the culprit. No way!
So that left only one suspect: Lin Yan!
He’d told everyone not to start trouble, but did the little brat listen? Nope, not at all.
Now look at him—ruined!
Meanwhile, Lin Yan, still busy investigating the mastermind behind the scheme, sneezed loudly.
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“Many thanks, senior brothers,” Luo Chen nodded politely at a few Enforcement Hall disciples. Beside him, a disciple slumped over, knocked out cold.
“No trouble at all. Thanks to Brother Luo for uncovering these pesky flies,” one of them chuckled. “Honestly, we’re fed up with these rumor-spreaders, but progress has been slow.”
As he spoke, a flicker of surprise crossed his face. Luo Chen, even as he kept up that ever-polite facade, had changed. He was no longer the same—once soft and humble, now he radiated a sharp, sword-slice kind of aura, like a blade unsheathed and ready to cut.
What had happened to Luo Chen lately? How had he suddenly gone from gentle to formidable? And why was he actively taking down those spreading falsehoods about Bai Feng?
Curious, but knowing better than to pry, the disciple gave thanks and hurriedly lugged the unconscious fellow away.
Luo Chen watched them leave, his face unreadable—yet he was keenly aware of their odd behavior.
It wasn’t just them. Everyone who saw Luo Chen recently acted strange. And that made him realize hey—he’d been a fool before.
Now, he didn’t care about the Inner Sect beauties anymore. He hardly paid attention to the Purple Cloud Peak affairs.
All he wanted was to wipe out whoever was framing Bai Shu Di.
And then it hit him—though the Enforcement Hall said they’d made no progress, those rumor-mongering disciples were just ordinary inner sect members. How could they fail to find anything? Nonexistent.
There was an internal traitor inside the Enforcement Hall, for sure. The culprits behind the rumors must be someone significant!
But so what if their identities were high-positioned? Luo Chen swore—he’d bring the guilty to justice, even if it meant challenging the Grand Elder of Heavenly Sword Sect himself!
He adjusted his robes, stepping forward with resolve.
“Who’s next?” he thought.
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“d*mn it, Luo Chen! Why are you not licking your senior sister’s boots but instead siding with me?” Ye Tang roared as he slammed his fist on the table, shattering the dishes into fragments.
Earlier, he’d ordered his men to block that meddlesome Lin Yan. He didn’t expect Luo Chen to get involved so quick on his tail.
All these people helping Bai Feng—why?
And Bai Feng himself!
Just thinking about that useless brat made Ye Tang boil with rage. He’d prepared an arsenal of countermeasures against him, but ever since Bai Feng moved onto Green Bamboo Peak, he hadn’t come down the mountain once.
No matter how clever his plans were, they were useless now.
He even tried spreading negative rumors about Bai Feng—yet the guy was like a deaf mute, ignoring all that.
How are there such spineless people? Just yell at the top of your lungs. Why don’t you step out and respond?
Especially since Bai Feng and Bai Yu Mo were chatting and laughing daily on Green Bamboo Peak! That really made Ye Tang furious.
He was so mad, he’d punch Bai Feng right off the mountain if he could!
“Senior Brother, the disciple who was caught and taken to the Enforcement Hall…” a voice interrupted his rage.
Ye Tang shot a glance at the speaker—the disciple immediately bowed and kept silent.
“Because he was careless, got caught, and now wants me to rescue him?” he scoffed. “I’m the big senior brother of Heavenly Sword Sect. Let him reflect in the Enforcement Hall.”
“Understood.”
The disciple hurriedly nodded.
“Go then. Make sure someone blocks Luo Chen’s path.”
“Got it.”
Ye Tang narrowed his eyes. Dare to oppose me? You’ll all pay sooner or later!
The Heavenly Sword Sect’s sect competition was just around the corner. He did not believe Bai Feng—a useless brat—would dare stay hidden on the mountain forever!
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“Brother, the sect’s big competition is in a few days. Are you planning to participate?” Bai Yu Mo asked, sitting beside Bai Feng.
While Bai Feng wasn’t looking, she swiftly grabbed a piece of meat and shoved it into his bowl.
“Can I set up some formation beforehand?” Bai Feng stared at the extra meat, poking her forehead lightly. “Eat your meal properly—don’t keep sneaking food into my bowl.”
“Probably not,” Bai Yu Mo covered her forehead with her hand, but then, acting as if she hadn’t heard, she kept sneaking snacks into his bowl.
“Then I won’t join,” Bai Feng shook his head. “I’m a formation specialist. My skills are all in arrays. Fighting with those combat-skilled disciples? That’s just asking to get beaten up.”
“But, big brother, aren’t you quite good at swordplay? You’re almost catching up with me,” she grinned.
Earlier that morning, she saw Bai Feng practicing sword in the courtyard. Though he only threw a single bamboo poke, he was quite skilled—his power almost matched her casual strike. Clearly, this wasn’t something he picked up in a day or two.
Bai Feng deliberately averted his gaze—yeah, I’m almost as good as you. I’ve been secretly watching your sword practice through Yin-Yang Pattern.
It just drained a lot of spirit power. One technique, and he was near empty.
He guessed it was because Bai Yu Mo, being a Golden Core cultivator and a sword cultivation genius, understood swordplay far beyond ordinary Golden Cores. That made learning tougher for her. If she had a Foundation Establishment stage, perhaps the consumption wouldn’t be so high.
“I only know this one trick,” Bai Feng waved dismissively. “And besides, why compare your strengths with my weaknesses?”
“Hmm, fair enough,” Bai Yu Mo nodded, realizing the truth in his words.
At the same time, she sighed inwardly. Recently, the rumors about Bai Feng from within the sect had been increasing—some said he cheated during array challenges; others claimed his talent was fake, rooted in crooked deals between the Bai family and the sect elders…
In short, Bai Feng was labeled a liar—no array talent at all.
She had even gone to see her master, Chu Ning Yan, but her master just smiled and told her not to worry.
But how could she not worry? If it weren’t for her concerns about Bai Feng’s reputation, she’d have already sent all those slanderers to Dan Peak.
So irritating!
“Huh?”
Bai Feng picked up his sect token, which suddenly vibrated with a strange sound:
【Come to my cave.】
“Is my master calling me?” Bai Yu Mo leaned over curiously.
“Hmm, I don’t know what she wants,” Bai Feng replied, nodding.
He finished the last of his rice, then stood up, ready to visit his master, Chu Ning Yan.
Ever since arriving on Green Bamboo Peak, his master rarely looked for him. He’d heard she’d been out for a while and only recently returned to the sect.
He almost thought he’d been forgotten.
Bai Yu Mo remembered the earlier reassurance her master gave her, which made her curiosity grow—so she suggested, “You haven’t been to her cave yet? I’ll go with you!”
“Alright, let’s go.”
Bai Feng didn’t refuse. Soon, the two headed toward Chu Ning Yan’s cave dwelling.
Inside, the place was tidy, with simple furniture—table, chairs, nothing fancy.
And there, waiting for them, was Chu Ning Yan herself.
She looked at Bai Feng and immediately was surprised—he’d already completed his Foundation Establishment. Her eyes flashed with astonishment.
Recently, she’d been busy trying to coax her friend back into teaching Bai Feng, so she hadn’t kept track of his progress.
But seeing his solid foundation, she figured he hadn’t been affected by the rumors, nor had he forcibly improved his cultivation.
“Master, is there something you need from me?” Bai Feng asked, feeling a bit uncomfortable under her gaze.
Chu Ning Yan smiled warmly, “I want you to participate in the sect’s big competition.”
