Chapter 365: Sure enough, Tian Yan only has cakes in her mind!
Luckily, Tian Yan’s breakthrough didn’t last too long. She gradually wrapped her hands and feet around Bai Feng, but Bai Feng didn’t feel excited or even pleased—no, he felt like a tasty little prey caught in the web or an alien pod, all tangled up. If Tian Yan took a nibble on his neck now, that’d be even more fitting, he thought.
Fortunately, this situation didn’t last long either. Soon, a fierce wave of spiritual power rippled through Tian Yan’s body, and she smoothly advanced to the Transformation God Full Stage.
“Success!” she announced with a little grin, clearly in a very good mood.
Then she slowly loosened her tiny legs from Bai Feng’s back and pulled her hands out of his palms, but she didn’t immediately hop off.
Bai Feng flexed his stiff fingers and asked while stretching: “Aren’t you already breakthrough? Why are you still hanging on my back?”
“Because I can’t bear to leave,” Tian Yan pressed her face against his back and rubbed gently. “After all, such a good training tool is hard to come by.”
Especially thinking about those previous Holy Maidens Tian Yan—running all over the place trying to break through—she only needed to stick close to Bai Feng here to succeed. It was basically an ‘easy mode,’ no, a super easy mode!
Bai Feng twitched his mouth: “…From now on, I’m not giving you any more cakes!”
“I was wrong,” Tian Yan immediately bowed her head to admit her fault, “I can pat your head, scratch your ears—uh, but I don’t have a tail, so can I touch your b*tt instead?”
…
Why does it seem like Tian Yan’s feelings gotten a little more complicated after her breakthrough? And somehow, she always sounds a bit mischievous too…
After silently complaining in his heart, Bai Feng reached out and picked up Tian Yan, who was still clinging to his back, and casually placed her on a nearby chair. “Stay still. Be good, and I’ll give you a cake.”
“Okay…” Tian Yan nodded obediently at the temptation of cake.
“Oh right, what’s the benefit you mentioned?” Bai Feng didn’t forget that when she had just broken through, he’d get some kind of benefit too. He checked his body but didn’t notice anything unusual.
“Isn’t my intimate action just now considered a benefit?” Tian Yan tilted her head and asked inquisitively.
“… I’ve decided to cut your cake portion,” Bai Feng responded coldly. “From now on, you only get half a block per day.”
“I’m sorry, please don’t cut my cake,” Tian Yan immediately apologized without hesitation, “I suppose you know the goal of the Holy Land of Tian Yan, right? Because you helped me break through, bringing me one step closer to the Heavenly Dao. That’s why—well, actually, it’s a bit complicated—let’s just say if danger comes near, you can sense it early.”
“Oh…”
Bai Feng nodded, but his gaze towards Tian Yan deepened with a strange glint. If that’s the case, then Tian Yan might be a ‘little Heavenly Dao’? No, she’s probably aiming to be one, but judging by her now unruly feelings, it seems unlikely she’ll succeed.
After internal muttering, he asked again, “Can I briefly see the dangerous future?”
Tian Yan shook her head: “What are you thinking? That’s impossible.”
“Huh…”
Bai Feng sighed inwardly. If only I had a power like the Crimson King’s Epitaph, then I could see ahead. Right now, maybe it’s more like spider-sense?
Thinking that, it’s actually not bad—adds a bit of life-saving ability.
“Alright, go stabilize your cultivation first. I’ll let you know when we’re ready to head to the Secret Realm,” he said.
“But the cake…” Tian Yan pouted.
“No more cutting,” Bai Feng replied.
“Yay!” Tian Yan cheered softly, raising her tiny fist, but her face remained expressionless, even her tone didn’t sparkle with happiness or excitement—like she didn’t care at all.
But Bai Feng, familiar with her, noticed a slight upward twitch of her lips—that meant she was actually in a pretty good mood, happy that she managed to keep her precious cake.
Sure enough, this girl’s mind is only about cakes!
After settling everything, Bai Feng was about to take a nap when Bai Yu Mo approached. She reached out, grabbed his hand—just like Tian Yan earlier—intertwining her fingers tightly.
She glanced away a bit and whispered, “Don’t mind me…”
“…”
Could you maybe not hold so tightly…?
In the end, Bai Feng didn’t say anything, just let her hold his hand and rest.
…
A few days later, preparations were complete…
“The Secret Realm is finally opening,” Bai Feng observed the translucent illusion in the air—an ancient, tall pavilion, worn down by the ages.
He turned to Bai Yu Mo and the others: “Let’s go. It’s time.”
This time, the Secret Realm was quite unusual; there was more than one entrance. According to the cultivator discussions online, there are currently three known portals—two on the righteous side, and one at the border of the righteous and demonic paths.
Moreover, everyone speculated that the demonic territory probably has an entrance too, making this journey quite perilous.
But thanks to multiple channels, the Child of Destiny’s influence was divided. Bai Feng also secretly manipulated things—or rather, nudged—making the two entrances on the righteous side into one for scattered cultivators and small sects, and the big sect like Heavenly Sword Sect into another.
This way, he wouldn’t need to worry about how the Child of Destiny might slip past and enter the realm. The major sects’ Child of Destiny basically know him, and have a rough impression—so the ‘taunt’ effect drops significantly.
“The portal’s open—let’s go,” Bai Feng called out and strode quickly toward the secret passage.
The familiar dizzying sensation struck again, and suddenly he found himself airborne. Below was a lush forest. Around him, empty—no one in sight.
“This time, it’s in the air? Is it the realm’s master’s doing, or is something wrong with the realm?” Bai Feng lightly landed on a branch, sensing the scattered divine consciousness—most of it was far away.
“Pretty much as expected. Then I’ll explore alone first, as planned,” he thought. After all, they weren’t here for sightseeing; wasting time regrouping would be counterproductive.
He could explore a bit while heading toward the closest person.
“Let’s see who’s nearby,” Bai Feng closed his eyes to sense, then his expression changed subtly. “Left Qiu?”
Honestly, he really didn’t want to stick with Zuo Qiu. And he always felt that the Child of Destiny’s mind was messed up—probably burned out by immortal fire. All those weird ideas she came up with—he’d rather not imagine what she’d do if they teamed up.
But since this was the Secret Realm, maybe Zuo Qiu would behave herself?
After a few seconds of thought, Bai Feng decided to look for Zuo Qiu first. She had a record, and she was the weakest—he was worried she’d get into a fight with the demonic Child of Destiny again. If she won, it’d be a huge strategic coup—using the Child of Destiny to take out another. If she lost—well, she’d be easily tricked and caught in a trap, falling to her doom.
He believed that, with the system’s integrity, this was something it’d do for sure.
