Chapter 546: Isn’t that my move?
“Hahaha! So it’s the Heavenly Sword Sect’s Array Peak Sect Leader Bai Young Master! Why didn’t you tell us earlier? We’ve got some serious face to lose here!”
A voice echoed from below. Bai Feng looked down to see a middle-aged man soaring upward, smiling generously and bowing with open arms—completely without a shred of airs.
Bai Feng didn’t buy the act and simply said expressionlessly, “No need for such fake politeness. You know very well why I’m here.”
“Ah, um…” The middle-aged man looked puzzled. “Honestly, I have no idea. Enlighten me, Young Master Bai?”
Bai Feng stared at the fellow’s innocent, even slightly aggrieved expression, then after a brief silence, a grin broke out. “No wonder you became the Siku Family Head.”
His skin might be thick, but his performance was truly next-level.
“Though I don’t quite understand what you’re implying, I still thank Young Master Bai for the compliment,” said the Siku Family Head, managing a faint smile and bowing again.
“Alright, stop the act. I’m not interested in watching this anymore,” Bai Feng took a step forward. His feet left the flying boat—floating effortlessly in the sky—and he raised a hand slightly. “Bring out that girl of yours who took the Immortal Eye, or do you want me to personally fish her out?”
The smile on the Siku Family Head’s face froze, replaced by a cold glint. “Young Master Bai, aren’t you being a bit too aggressive? Do you think there’s no one in the Siku Family? Or are all of you from the Heavenly Sword Sect the kind of thugs who bully others with force?”
“Just you? Honored with the moral high ground, huh? Last time you stole someone’s Immortal Eye and forced her to disown her family—did that seem like moral superiority to you then?”
Bai Feng suddenly chuckled, realizing the opponent’s tactic. They’re trying to restrain him with morality. Too bad his own moral standards are pretty flexible; he’s not falling for it.
The Siku Family Head frowned, his anger bubbling over. He shouted loudly, “Young Master Bai, what do you mean? I’ve been polite to you, yet you keep insulting me, over and over. Looks like I’ll have to teach you a lesson today on behalf of your father!”
With that, he unleashed a massive surge of Spirit Power, wielding a long sword, rushing at him with lightning speed—so fast it was nearly impossible to react.
“If my father were here, he’d have beaten you half to d*ath by now with his temper,” Bai Feng said, unleashing his own Spirit Power. Simultaneously, he activated the Yin Yang Pattern, attacking with the same move toward the Siku Family Head.
The other party’s expression darkened with shock—he’d heard Bai Feng was talented in swordsmanship, but now it seemed he was equally skilled in Array… Could Bai Feng have been hiding his true ability all along? And those moves—weren’t they his? Had someone leaked the Siku Family’s sword techniques?
He didn’t hesitate anymore. This was a secret, live-fire sword technique he’d developed himself. Even if Bai Feng had secretly learned their sword art, he wouldn’t be able to use this move. Time to d*e.
Bai Feng remained emotionless and countered with the same move.
Swish!
An arm wielding a sword suddenly soared upward. The Siku Family Head slowly turned around, eyes wide with disbelief.
Why? Why can he actually perform this move too?
Though they were using the same technique, Bai Feng’s version seemed even stronger.
“Puff!”
Under his fury and injuries, he spat out a mouthful of bl**d. His body, limp, fell straight toward the ground below.
The hurriedly arrived Elder of the Siku Family looked on in disbelief—though the current head became the clan’s leader thanks to his daughter, his own strength was not weak. How could he be defeated in just a few moves?
Suddenly, a woman with icy blue eyes burst out from the crowd, catching the falling head of the Siku Family before he hit the ground.
She placed a pill into his mouth—an arm missing—and then set him aside. She looked up at Bai Feng floating in midair.
“Bai Feng?”
“It’s me,” Bai Feng slowly descended to the ground. Bai Yu Mo, Yun Yue Yao, and others also stepped down from the flying boat. As he looked into her ethereal blue eyes, a familiar feeling of being watched crept over him. “So you’re Siku Ruo’er, the one with the Immortal Eye transplant.”
“The young lady doesn’t know what you’re talking about,” Siku Ruo’er replied, a hint of doubt in her expression. “These eyes have been mine since I was born.”
It appears she inherited her father’s talent for lying blatantly.
Bai Feng shook his head. He was a bit worried she might be an unwitting, non-consensual transplant recipient like himself—one he shouldn’t strike first at. But now, he had little reason to hold back.
“Anyway, that’s not why I’m here,” he said, subtly shifting to reveal Chu Chu behind him, her willow long sword drawn, her expression filled with a quiet resolve.
“I don’t know if you remember me, or if you regret the past. But that’s not what matters,” Chu Chu said softly, pulling out her sword. “I’ll k*ll you, for my parents, for Grandpa Lü, for Little Lan.”
Siku Ruo’er didn’t reply. She looked at her opponent’s eyes—though they had regained their clarity, they were different from the transplanted Immortal Eye she bore. She slowly drew her sword.
In the next instant, both stepped forward, the two sharp blades clashing.
Bai Feng then shifted his gaze to the restless Elder of the Siku Family behind him, stepping forward once more.
“Everyone, behave. After the fight, we’ll settle accounts properly.”
“Hah! Who do you think you are?” One Elder sneered—the elders weren’t the fool who relied on his daughter. “This is Siku Family! Do you dare to act recklessly here?”
He immediately led two other elders rushing at Bai Feng, giving a signal to another standing unmoving elder nearby.
Bai Feng said nothing. He simply watched the three elders charge at him.
In the next moment—bl**d spattered.
After a few breaths, Bai Yu Mo and Yun Yue Yao sheathed their bl**d-free swords; Little Qi silently drew her short sword from a dried corpse; Hu Yi Yi, a full meter seventy, snarled in frustration for missing her target, teeth bared; the Divine Body activated, Zuo Qiu stood before him; Little Jiu’s tail flicked up fiercely behind her.
“Didn’t you hear what Brother Bai said? Be good,” Lin Yan appeared on the rooftop, tossing a long elder who tried a sneak attack off the edge, playing with a dangerous Fire Lotus. Luo Chen, beside him, shook his head regretfully. “Missed the timing.”
One elder’s eyes nervously twitched at the dangerous Fire Lotus in Lin Yan’s hand. He hurriedly shouted, “Activate the Array!”
Suddenly, the Siku Family’s Array shrouded them overhead. Everyone let out a breath of relief, gaining a bit more confidence.
“Maybe we should retreat…”
But just as they were about to celebrate, Bai Feng snapped his fingers. The Array Plate buried nearby by Ling Lan lit up with a series of glowing runes.
Golden vines appeared on the Array’s lines, crawling and wrapping around it. As the vines grew tighter, no matter how the Array Masters of Siku Family tried to stop or repair, they couldn’t prevent the golden vines from spreading—until the entire array shattered.
The Array Master choked out bl**d, collapsing on the ground, eyes wide with disbelief. “How… how is that possible?!”
How could their family’s big formation be broken so easily?
Beside him, Lin Yan cursed under his breath. “Honestly, trying to play Array tricks in front of Brother Bai—don’t they know they’re asking for d*ath?”
At this moment, the Siku Family Head, who’d lost an arm, finally regained consciousness. He crawled back several steps, enduring the pain, shouting, “Quick! Fetch the Grand Elder!”
“No need,” a venerable old man suddenly appeared amidst the crowd. He glanced at the terrified elders and snapped, “A bunch of useless trash!”
After the scolding, he didn’t bother looking at the ashamed Siku Family Head. Instead, he focused on Bai Feng, slowly revealing his Terrestrial Stage cultivation aura: “A hero in his youth. But you’re still young. No need to resort to violence over such nonsense. Let’s each take a step back.”
After speaking, the once shame-faced Siku Family Head froze. The normally dominant Elder’s attitude suddenly softened—shouldn’t he have fought back? Why is he groveling before this young kid?
“Do you also believe that stealing the Immortal Eye is all nonsense?” Bai Feng looked at him with a faint smile, unafraid.
