Chapter 393 Tian Yan: How Daring to Toss Me Aside Like a Trivial Trash
“Does this guy actually know how to recruit allies? If he manages to gather all the magic cultivators together, that could be trouble. What to do next? Strike first? No, that might be a bit too rash…”
Bai Feng lowered his head, deep in thought. If this cultivator, who fused with the finger of the Immortal, is still as brainless as the previous few, then striking first wouldn’t be a problem. But judging by this guy’s display of wisdom, he probably planned to run as soon as he realized he couldn’t beat him.
And this fellow’s cultivation base is significantly stronger than the last two. Without setting up a proper array in advance, it’ll be tough to hold him down. Acting rashly without preparations might just blow their cover and scare the snake.
Pre-arranging the array is simple enough, but what’s the trick to lure him into the trap?
After a moment’s pondering, Bai Feng shifted his focus to those demonic cultivators.
Looks like the first order of business is to eliminate these magic cultivators. Maybe he can extract their devil crystals and use them as bait. He also suspected that this person’s goal in gathering magic cultivators wasn’t just for alliances—probably also to feed on them. So, the fewer magic cultivators there are, the less the cultivator fused with the finger can absorb, slowing his progress and giving Bai Feng more time.
“First, contact the disciples of Heavenly Sword Sect.”
After all, clearing out the magic cultivators in the Secret Realm wasn’t something he and Bai Yu Mo or a few others could do alone.
And next, Zuo Qiu’s action is required. Who knows how much her strength has improved after all that cultivation time?
……
Inside the Thunder Pool.
Zuo Qiu slowly exhaled. Thanks to the treasures gained in the Secret Realm and the tempering in the Thunder Pool, she had successfully advanced to the Late Transformation God Stage—and was not far from reaching the perfect stage.
She slowly stepped out of the Thunder Pool, her n*ked body glowing faintly white. After being refined in the Thunder Pool, her divine body seemed to have undergone another subtle change.
She gently extended her right hand, a flash of lightning streaking from her palm. Then she looked toward a nearby protruding hill and reached out to strike it.
A bolt of lightning shot out, blasting half the hill into rubble. That was her holding back her power; if she unleashed her full strength, one strike would obliterate the entire hill.
“Looks like I’m making good progress.”
At this moment, Bai Feng approached from afar. He looked at the destroyed hill, which was nothing impressive—anyone at the Transformation God Stage could do the same. But the lightning she just released was a sign; her divine body, tempered in the Thunder Pool, now possessed the power of thunder and lightning.
Unfortunately, the quality of this Thunder Pool was rather mediocre—no special lightning strikes. He’d have to keep an eye out for any extraordinary lightning in the future.
“Master?”
Zuo Qiu blushed first. She instinctively covered herself, but then remembered that she belonged to her master in essence, and forced herself to lower her arms.
Noticing her gesture, Bai Feng realized she hadn’t expected Zuo Qiu to shed her clothes and temper herself in the Thunder Pool. Could it be that the intense ferocity of the pool simply made regular clothes unbearable?
He was about to apologize and step back, but then he remembered her strange thought process and decided that being firm was better—otherwise, she might always give him ‘surprises.’
He waved his hand: “Alright, hurry up and dress. I have something to tell you.”
“Yes, master.”
Zuo Qiu nodded, though strangely, her heart felt a bit gloomy.
“Call me Young Master.”
“Yes, Young Master…”
A moment later, Zuo Qiu dressed and stood beside Bai Feng.
“I need you to deal with the nearby magic cultivators. Don’t destroy the devil crystals inside them— I have other uses for those.”
“Yes, Young Master.” Zuo Qiu nodded happily—her master was finally using her again. She was determined to do this task splendidly.
“Remember to bring the array disk. If you encounter a particularly strong magic cultivator, throw down the array disk and run away immediately.”
Bai Feng reminded her a few words, then noticed her slightly open mouth, as if she wanted to say something: “Young Master, I can…”
He cut her off with a cold expression: “Do you remember your identity?”
This question instantly snapped Zuo Qiu’s thoughts. She nervously whispered, “Yes, I’m the good doggy of the master…”
“Hmm, then your task is to be obedient.” Bai Feng gently rubbed her head, “And I quite like the little dog now. I don’t want my pet to suddenly lose a few parts.”
“…Yes, Young Master.” Zuo Qiu lowered her head, her cheeks flushing.
Go prepare first. When I need you, I’ll call for you.”
“Understood.”
Bai Feng watched her walk away briskly, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that her mood was oddly good. Still, thinking about their conversation, his mouth started twitching involuntarily.
Just how much does she love being a dog? At first, she seemed quite normal when she was first encountered…
While he was lost in thought, a golden twin-tail suddenly popped up out of nowhere.
“Finally found you.”
Tian Yan pressed herself against his back. Her voice was calm, but her actions and words hinted she was a bit angry: “How dare you treat me like a broken rag and toss me aside? Am I just some useless piece of cloth you ignore after helping you so many times?”
“If it weren’t for all the times you helped me, I could do even worse next time—then I wouldn’t be tossing around a rag.”
Bai Feng reached out to grab Tian Yan, who clung tightly to his back this time, her legs linking around his waist.
“Hah, this time you won’t make it easy to toss me aside.”
“Can’t you keep a little distance? Don’t you know there’s a difference between men and women?”
Bai Feng temporarily abandoned the idea of using brute force to detach her and instead focused on her small legs caught in his waist.
“What are you talking about? I don’t understand—I’m just practicing.”
“…Then practice a little longer,” he said, grabbing her two shoes and slipping them off. He then took her small, porcelain-white feet in his hands.
His fingertips gathered a bit of spiritual power, lightly brushing her soles.
“You’re a pervert.”
Tian Yan, true to her title as the Holy Maiden of Tian Yan Holy Land, didn’t react in the slightest. If it had been Little Jiu or others, they’d have burst into laughter long ago. But she didn’t even sneer—no tone fluctuation at all.
“Same to you. You, who cling to me without a word, are pretty perverted too.”
While speaking, Bai Feng continued tickling her soles, but it was as if she had blocked out the sensation—no reaction at all.
“Boring tricks.”
Tian Yan even snarked a few words of mockery.
