Chapter 41: She’s like a Little Clown
Next second, Bai Feng made his move.
He lifted his right hand, and suddenly a handful of talismans appeared out of nowhere.
Like he was cheating with a transparent cheat, he threw those talismans with pinpoint accuracy at every critical point of the Fire Dragon Array. The fierce Fire Dragon, as if doused in water, saw its flames dwindle significantly.
At this point, the array had huge gaps. Bai Feng could have easily left, but he didn’t intend to end it so easily.
“There’s still one more… where is it…”
Holding the last talisman, Bai Feng’s eyes, flickering with black and white, scanned the surroundings non-stop.
Until his gaze fixed on the Fire Dragon.
“Found it.”
A sneaky smile tugged at Bai Feng’s lips. What a clever design — placing the most crucial node on the Fire Dragon itself! The person who set up this array must really have a deep understanding of the Fire Dragon Array.
He pulled out a bamboo sword, pointing it at the drooping Fire Dragon.
But even with the critical node broken and most flames lost, the Dragon Might still could not be infringed upon!
The Fire Dragon roared loudly, flames erupting fiercely from its body as it charged straight at Bai Feng.
“Come on then!”
Bai Feng exhaled sharply, the figure of Bai Yu Mo practicing sword moves flashing through his mind.
In the next moment, his movements seemed to merge with Bai Yu Mo’s as seen in his mind. He stepped forward, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared right in front of the Fire Dragon, stabbing his bamboo sword fiercely toward it.
Bang!
The blazing flames swallowed Bai Feng and the Fire Dragon alike. Outside, Bai Yu Mo’s hand was on her waist, gripping her sword tightly, her fingers already turning pale from the effort.
Meanwhile, Liu Meng, the chief array master responsible for activating the array, showed no concern. Instead, she sighed: “Lost…”
“Master, has that guy already lost?” Su Lan Qian asked curiously.
“No, it’s you who lost.” Liu Meng shook her head. “Disciple, looks like we’ll be staying at Heavenly Sword Sect for a while.”
“Eh?”
Su Lan Qian gawked, hurriedly glancing back at the array engulfed in flames. She… she actually lost?
She lost to someone only at the Perfect Foundation Establishment stage!
It seemed Liu Meng had anticipated her proud and aloof disciple’s question and had already shaken her head before she could ask: “He didn’t cheat. Earlier, Chu Ning Yan asked me during the repair to modify part of the Fire Dragon Array.”
She had thought her good friend didn’t trust her, but now it looked like she didn’t know Bai Feng well enough.
If she hadn’t altered the array herself and saw Bai Feng breaking the array, she might have genuinely thought he was cheating.
What kind of talent is this? Seeing straight through all the nodes in the array at a glance?
Even the crucial node hidden on the Fire Dragon was exposed — a detail her disciple Su Lan Qian hadn’t noticed either.
Does he also have eyes like Spirit Eyes?
At this moment, the flames inside the array finally started to fade.
The Fire Dragon had long disappeared, leaving Bai Feng standing unharmed. The surrounding flames were dispersing outward from his position as if scared stiff of him.
He turned to look at Liu Meng and the others. “I guess that counts as passing, right?”
…
“Amazing talent. Even I couldn’t have discovered all those nodes so quickly.”
A senior array master of Heavenly Sword Sect secretly marveled. As one of the top array experts here, he usually felt quite proud. But now, compared to this true genius, he felt like he was nothing.
Even without mentioning Bai Feng’s freakish talent, the girl who appeared first on the scene could easily outshine him in his youth.
Another array elder couldn’t help but ask the elder in charge of the array, “Old Li, did you tell that disciple about the nodes?”
“How could I? I value my face! Besides, Liu Meng even changed some node positions while repairing — I don’t even know where the critical nodes of the Fire Dragon Array are.”
Hearing the elders’ wonder, the Sect Master of Heavenly Sword Sect couldn’t help but smile and stroke his beard — perhaps soon, a new peak of Heavenly Sword Sect would emerge.
Yes, rewards are necessary!
He had been thinking of giving Bai Feng some top-grade pills but lacked a good excuse. Now, the excuse just arrived!
Pills, herbs, all must be shoved over!
…
On the battlefield,
At the moment the array was dismantled, Bai Yu Mo nearly materialized beside Bai Feng instantly.
She was anxiously circling him a few times, her face full of concern, confirming there were no injuries before finally breathing a sigh of relief.
Even though Bai Feng had successfully broken the last critical node, the flames exploding from the Fire Dragon’s final ‘d*ath’ moment had her heart in her throat.
That power far exceeded what a Perfect Foundation Establishment stage cultivator could withstand!
“Don’t look—nothing’s wrong.”
Bai Feng waved his hand, feeling a wave of weakness wash over him.
He wasn’t injured, but his spiritual power was completely drained.
He looked down at his bamboo sword; at the moment of the Fire Dragon’s eruption, the talisman he had prepared was burned to ash. Although wearing a spiritual armor that kept him alive, he would still end up covered in soot.
Just as the flames were about to reach him, Chu Ning Yan’s gift, the bamboo sword, suddenly emitted a gentle, faint white glow, resembling a smooth jade.
The white light kept the flames at bay, not daring to approach even a little.
Bai Feng saw this and quickly boosted his spiritual power, pouring all remaining energy into the sword.
With abundant spiritual power, the bamboo sword’s white glow shone even brighter. It was as solid as a mountain in the fire, with not even a trace of heat seeping through.
“Big Brother, let me help you back.” Bai Yu Mo naturally noticed Bai Feng’s weakness and couldn’t help but reach out to support him.
“Forget it, just tired from exhausting my spiritual power.”
Bai Feng shook his head, but Bai Yu Mo ignored him completely, placing Bai Feng’s arm on her shoulder and helping him walk toward Chu Ning Yan.
Bai Feng had no choice—he couldn’t win against Bai Yu Mo, and now he was powerless, with no spiritual energy. He could only let her support him.
“Good job. Here, this pill is for you. Yu Mo, take him back quickly and rest.” Chu Ning Yan encouraged the weak Bai Feng, then turned to Liu Meng: “How about it? Am I telling the truth?”
“I suppose I was narrow-minded,” Liu Meng shook her head. “No need for further competition. I agree to your request.”
But before Chu Ning Yan could reply, Su Lan Qian, standing beside her, couldn’t hold back and shouted, “No! We have to continue! I haven’t lost yet!”
Her face reddened with emotion, especially when she recalled her earlier mocking of Bai Feng — she looked like a little clown.
Shame, regret, anger — a storm of feelings surged within her. When her master almost gave up the final match, her inner emotions reached a boiling point. The strand of reason, so fragile, snapped completely.
A girl who had grown up hearing endless praise, a genius with extraordinary talent in array path and even Spirit Eyes aiding her, never imagined she would lose to someone at a lower stage. Her pride felt like old paper, crumpled, torn apart.
Like a gambler with bloodshot eyes, she placed her last hope and confidence — her ‘array genius’ label — on the final match.
Su Lan Qian turned to look at Bai Feng, still about to leave. Her expression was no longer composed; her eyes stared fixedly at him.
“You’re not going to back out like a coward at the last moment, right?”
