Chapter 461: Now I’ve Gotten Pretty Skilled at This!
Chu Chu stared at the two hands—big and small—clasped tightly together, feeling the warm heat from Bai Feng’s palm like she’d just grabbed a hot potato, but in a good way. Simple action, complicated feelings—oh, the chaos!
Bai Feng, realizing Chu Chu’s emotional pivot, stopped his next move and chuckled. “How does it feel?”
“Very warm,” Chu Chu whispered, eyes glued to their joined hands, as if she was secretly admiring her new favorite possession.
“Any change in your mood?” Bai Feng asked slyly.
Chu Chu hesitated, looked up, then glanced away, like a kid caught sneaking cookies. Her heart indeed fluttered—a tiny sense of satisfaction that was quickly swelling into an insatiable desire. Uh-oh.
She didn’t answer, but Bai Feng could pretty much read her mind. He didn’t push further, offering a gentle guess instead: “Maybe satisfying some inner feelings now and then helps with mastering the Celestial Eye.”
Even if it doesn’t help, a calm mind is better than one flooded with negative emotions—right?
Chu Chu nodded slightly, feeling a faint easing in her heart after satisfying that little craving. Maybe she was just imagining things, but she felt a little lighter.
“So, how about we try something else? This time, you do it yourself. No guiding, just you.”
…Silence.
Chu Chu hesitated, obviously torn. But when she placed her hand back on their clasped palms, almost shyly, she made a tentative decision.
She moved her small hand slowly, watching Bai Feng’s reaction out of the corner of her eye. Then she gently slid her fingers into his, and before long, clenched tightly—her fingers gripping Bai Feng’s right hand as if to prevent him from slipping away.
“That’s good, right?” she whispered, a subtle smile curling at her lips as she stared at their entwined hands.
“Yes, not bad,” Bai Feng nodded, noticing a flicker of life in her usually pitch-black eyes—no longer dead as before. Yep, he guessed right.
A few seconds more, and Chu Chu hastily let go, her gaze darted aside—not shy, but determined to suppress the rising tide of longing.
“Maybe we should stop here for today,” she said softly, eyes on her toes.
“Alright. Break the illusion,” Bai Feng replied.
“Okay.” Chu Chu’s eyes shimmered as the illusions dissipated. She was about to say goodbye and leave, but—wait—she found herself standing right in front of Bai Feng.
And…
She looked down at their clasped hands, feeling her chest heat up and her heart race wildly. Emotions stormed her mind, threatening to shatter her reason.
“Um… uh…” she raised her head, eyes on Bai Feng, who smiled gently and explained, “To enhance the effect, I synchronized reality and illusion.”
“But… weren’t you caught in the illusion too?”
“I just took over the illusion halfway—no big deal for me. Once you get familiar with the Celestial Eye and illusion arts, I won’t be able to hijack your illusions so easily.”
“I…”
Chu Chu wanted to say “I’ll try my best,” but thought it might sound foolish. Her head was a mess anyway, so she stayed silent.
“Anyway, I’m off to rest now,” she said, slowly retracting her hand—much more hesitantly this time, lingering a moment on his palm like she wasn’t quite ready to let go.
“See you tomorrow,” Bai Feng replied.
After their farewell, Chu Chu hurried out, pushing open the door to the neighboring room where Bai Feng’s was. She had moved there after he became the Peak Master of the Array Sect, to make virtual training more convenient.
She collapsed onto the bed, one hand against her chest, breathing deeply.
Moments later, she looked at the hand still holding Bai Feng’s—feeling the warmth and faint touch of his palm.
She hesitated, bringing her hand closer to her face, then suddenly paused—what was she doing? She glanced at the ceiling in quiet turmoil.
Meanwhile, Bai Feng pondered and adjusted his understanding of the Celestial Eye. The desire Chu Chu exhibited in her eye had startled him a bit. He didn’t dare to act distant or tough, afraid it might push her over the edge.
He also ran a small experiment; the results made him quite satisfied—after Chu Chu withdrew her hand in reality, her overwhelming desire wasn’t quite so intimidating anymore. At least, he didn’t sense that strange urge to lock him underground like before.
Her aggression was intense but fragile—little provocation led her to collapse. Disappointingly, no real defense. Just a little push, and she’d fall apart.
‘Now I’ve become quite proficient at this…’ he thought.
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I’m Ling Feng, and I’m about to survive in the worst human territory on Earth—the Southern Region teeming with beast monsters. Without strong strength and the right survival skills, I won’t last a day.
Ling Feng furrowed his brow, sensing distant sounds. Slowly, he lifted his left hand to the metal ring on his right arm.
Suddenly, a silver wolf rushed toward him from afar. He instantly stripped off the ring, unleashing a violent burst of magic aura centered on himself.
But he didn’t attack the wolf directly—instead, he aimed his focus at the gray wolves behind the white wolf.
Meanwhile, Bai Feng, covertly observing Ling Feng, stopped narrating and reached for a popcorn bucket next to him.
Then, he pulled out a pigeon.
He lowered his gaze to the well-behaved pigeon lying in his hand, eyes fixed on him.
Next, he tossed the pigeon back into the empty popcorn container.
“Time for different snacks,” Bai Feng muttered, taking out a sticky rice ball made by Su Lan Qian. He bit into it, then turned his attention back to the footage of Ling Feng’s fight.
The battle was over—Ling Feng had saved a white wolf, which appeared to be female.
Yep, classic plotline. Though honestly, it gets dull after this. From that long dialogue, only two main points stand out: the white wolf explained the situation in the Southern Region and asked Ling Feng to help those beast monsters fleeing from the bl**d Snake Clan.
Ling Feng seemed to want to leverage the white wolf to get intel on the Divine Monarch.
So, one human, one beast, and they hit the road—off into the forest.
Bai Feng closed the video feed, waiting to continue when the good part came.
“Brother, are you there?”
Suddenly, outside the door, someone knocked—clearly Little Qi.
