Chapter 533: Tian Yan: Thanks for the hard work! When you get back, come find me for your reward.
Near the farmland.
Bai Feng trampled on the already well-trodden soil, his feet leaving deep footprints in the dirt. Before him, a lush field of green wheat was swaying gently in the breeze.
“Young Master Bai, are we here for some special mission?” He Yi, now in human form, strolled over and looked at the wheat field with a slightly puzzled expression.
Bai Feng didn’t bother hiding. He explained straightforwardly, “These wheat plants were improved by the Holy Maiden of Tian Yan, so I came to check on how they’re growing.”
“Oh…”
He Yi nodded, though she secretly wondered why the Holy Maiden of Tian Yan was tinkering with wheat. Still, hearing that Tian Yan’s involved made her no longer surprised—those so-called fortune-tellers of Tian Yan have always been quite the bunch of weirdos.
Bai Feng took out the Image Retainer, looking at the ‘Done’ meme from Tian Yan, then turned to He Yi and said:
“Let’s move on to the next village.”
“Alright.”
Some time later…
Bai Feng examined the last village’s wheat crop. Just then, Tian Yan sent another message.
Tian Yan: No major issues. Thanks for your hard work! When you return, come find me for your reward.
Bai Feng: Hope it’s not another reward I have to give myself.
Tian Yan: Don’t worry, this time I’ll reward you first.
‘……’
So… you’re admitting you’re rewarding yourself, aren’t you?
Bai Feng silently scoffed in his head.
Bai Feng: By the way, shouldn’t you come out and take a look yourself?
Tian Yan: If I come out now, it won’t just be me. Did your little mount (saddle) really fit all those people?
Bai Feng glanced sideways—He Yi, still in her non-human form, neatly preening her feathers. Sure, she could probably carry all those people, but…
Thinking about how He Yi looked with a bunch of people on her back, Bai Feng decided it was better to keep things as they were. Besides, maybe this little trip could yield some surprises; if Tian Yan and her crew showed up and scared everyone away, that’d be no good.
“Alright, let’s head back.”
“Okay.” He Yi nodded quickly, kneeling down slightly, curious. “Are we just going around this village?”
“Yes. Don’t underestimate this wheat, it’s very important.”
Bai Feng nodded. He didn’t go into details—just explaining how this wheat would help Tian Yan. If everything went smoothly, Tian Yan could definitely step into the Merging Stage. For ordinary cultivators, that wouldn’t be a big deal, but Tian Yan was different; her prophetic skills had helped him countless times. Her talents, especially in array formation, made preemptive layouts and quick responses a totally different game.
He Yi instinctively looked at the wheat in the field. She still couldn’t tell what was different, but if Bai Feng said so, there must be a reason. As a qualified mount, some things are better left unasked.
A moment later, Bai Feng, clad in white, sat on He Yi’s back. From a distance, he really looked like a celestial immortal walking right out of a painting. No wonder some cultivators loved riding celestial cranes as their mounts.
He inwardly sighed, then subtly stroked His feathers—wait, no, his hand froze mid-air. It wasn’t because He Yi caught him, but because he suddenly sensed something strange.
Tian Yan: Be careful, someone is following us.
And her message confirmed his ‘intuition’. As Tian Yan’s strength grew, and his relationship with her improved, his sensitivity to danger sharpened.
‘Hmm, looks like I got some unexpected gains. These people are pretty gutsy.’
He kept his composure, glancing around. He knew this was near the Heavenly Sword Sect and still within their territory; with a quick message, the Sect Master or Elder would be here in seconds.
Just like now. He had already sent a message to the Sect Master. He figured the Sect Master would probably hide somewhere once he got there, then sit back and watch him deal with these daring stalkers.
He sighed inwardly—at least his safety was assured, even if he had to deal with some enemies hiding in the shadows.
Whoosh!
A thin silver needle floated before his eyes.
“Young Master Bai!”
He Yi hastily stopped. She had also noticed the flying needle, but by the time she realized it, it was too late to block.
Seriously? First time on a mount, and she encounters this? It’s simply unforgivable!
“Calm down. Since you’re my mount, you should also know who I’ve offended, right?”
Bai Feng turned his head toward the direction the needle was flying from. The moment his divine consciousness locked onto the attacker, he knew exactly who it was.
He Yi nodded—she knew Bai Feng’s enemies, of course. But she felt unhappy; if Bai Feng’s skills were only this level, how was she supposed to be a good enough mount in the future?
“Come out. Or do you want me to ‘invite’ you out?”
Bai Feng extended his divine sense, spreading it out like a fine mesh net, covering the shadows in the darkness.
It seemed the other side realized they couldn’t escape. Several assassins dressed in black, all radiating demonic energy, quickly materialized behind him and charged.
“What’s with all these black clothes in broad daylight?”
Bai Feng snapped his fingers. The charging assassins froze mid-movement, stunned. Bai Feng then drew his sword slowly, unleashing a dense whirl of sword energy that enveloped the attackers.
But these assassins weren’t amateurs—they quickly snapped out of their trance, three of them breaking free from illusions to stand and block the incoming sword energy.
“Would you look at that? The Peak Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect’s Array Mountain also has pretty good sword techniques,” one black-clothed assassin said as he parried the sword energy. His eyes, tainted with magic aura, flickered with a faint blue glow.
“After all, I was cultivating on Green Bamboo Peak before.” Bai Feng’s eyes narrowed slightly. Though the blue light on the assassin’s eyes vanished instantly, Bai Feng caught the flicker and felt a strange sensation, as if his inner thoughts were being peeked at.
This was probably not a demonic technique from the Divine Monarch’s side, but more like Chu Chu’s Celestial Eye. Considering the secret collaboration between the Siku Family and the Divine Monarch, this man might be related to the Siku Family’s Young Lady who stole Chu Chu’s Celestial Eye.
A flash of suspicion crossed Bai Feng’s mind, but he didn’t hold back. Once again, he unleashed his terrifying sword intent and slashed toward the assassin.
A sword strike burst forth like lightning, sword qi slicing through the assassin’s magic energy—no, slicing his head clean off and ending him instantly.
Whoosh!
The two remaining black-clad assassins, just regaining their senses from the illusion, appeared on either side of Bai Feng but he ignored them.
In a flash, two figures moved—the first was cut in half, his magic and spiritual energy swallowed in an instant; the other was engulfed by flames, burned to ashes.
And just like that, the threat was eliminated in one swift, decisive blow.
