Chapter 559: Tian Yan: Seriously, Such a Long Speech
Bai Feng listened to Hu Yiyi’s request, pondering for a few seconds. “I guess I can give it a try.”
There wasn’t any great excuse for him to refuse; plus, he was really curious—what made Hu Yiyi believe the tiger in her dream was real? And what kind of evidence could she possibly find?
“Thanks!”
Hu Yiyi’s face lit up as she cheered excitedly. If she could just return to that dream again, maybe she’d find proof that the tiger was really Bai Feng!
“Alright, next I’ll teach you body refining. If you have any questions, just ask.”
“Yes!”
Half an hour later.
“Gurrr gurrr.”
“Huh—Ling Lan?” Bai Feng turned to look at the pigeon fluffing its feathers in front of him. He thought Ling Lan had something to ask, but after a moment’s observation, it seemed she was just coming over to beg for popcorn. “Here you go. By the way, your identity’s already exposed—why keep pretending to be a pet?”
“Gurrr gurrr.” (I don’t understand, I’m just a pigeon.)
“Forget it. If you want to stay here, just stay.”
Bai Feng shook his head and didn’t chase her off. It was kinda fun playing with Ling Lan on regular days anyway.
After feeding Ling Lan, he turned to glance at Hu Yiyi, who was already dozing off with her head lowered, and couldn’t help but sigh.
This girl really wasn’t good at learning. Her combat intuition was extremely sharp, but as for studying? A complete mess. He’d barely spoken for a few minutes before her eyelids drooped and she fell asleep.
Looks like lecturing won’t work—time to switch to a method she can understand better.
……
“Heaven’s misfortune again!” Hei Lian twirled a red date in her hand, sighing softly. She casually tossed the date in front of the kneeling Cultivator. “Did you find out clearly? Are you sure the divine consciousness inside Tian Tong was destroyed?”
The kneeling Cultivator hurriedly stretched out his thin, dry hand to pick up the date, stuffing it into his mouth as if he hadn’t eaten in days. Scarlet juice burst inside his mouth, flowing down the corners of his lips. The next moment, his hands, once as bark-like as a withered tree, gradually returned to normal.
“Yes, Lady Hei Lian. Our investigation confirms it’s the divine consciousness inside Tian Tong that was destroyed.”
“Sure enough, a tough one.”
Hei Lian shook her head. She had thought Bai Feng might re-use the removed Tian Tong, but instead, they destroyed it outright. As for why not to destroy the divine consciousness inside? In her view, that was a spiritual sense of an immortal—a tricky thing to deal with. Detecting it wasn’t the problem, but trying to destroy the immortal without damaging the divine tongue? Impossible.
“Has it calmed down?”
The Cultivator on the ground gulped, his expression turning terrified. “Yes— it’s calmed down.”
“How many did you lose?”
“Over the past month, ten people entered, and in the end… only I remain.”
“Hunger’s growing again…”
Hei Lian knitted her brows slightly. Judging by this, Sui’s awakening isn’t far off.
An immortal… She wondered what Sui would turn into once she woke up.
She sighed quietly. Honestly, she really didn’t want the immortal to return. Without the immortal, she was one of the Lord of the Divine Monarch’s subordinates. But—nothing she said mattered. Ordinary Divine Monarch Cultivators are just pawns they control freely, and aren’t they all just pawns in the hands of immortals too?
“Any updates from the Holy Land?”
“None. They’re still searching for our trail, just as usual.”
“Alright, we keep things as they are.” Hei Lian nodded. “Oh, and if you hear anything about Qian Mian, tell me immediately. That variable must be eliminated.”
“Yes!”
……
“The closed-door cultivation is over? Looks like you gained a lot,” Tian Yan Holy Master said through her communicator, eyes gleaming as she looked at Bai Feng. “I’m increasingly convinced that you’re the hope of Tian Yan Holy Land.”
“Getting to business,” the emotionless Tian Yan urged.
“Yes, yes.” The Holy Master shook her head, her expression becoming a bit more serious. “We’re almost ready. This time, even if it costs us dearly, we must eliminate the divine consciousness hiding within the Divine Monarch. We cannot let it reappear in the world.”
Bai Feng nodded slightly. His thoughts aligned with the Holy Land’s. Since the immortal’s divine consciousness hasn’t shown up, there’s definitely a problem—that’s the best chance to deal with it.
“So, when do we set off?”
“Honestly, this is very dangerous. I shouldn’t even let you take part,” Tian Yan Holy Master said, frowning. “But considering your fate, and since you discovered this, it’s only right you’re the one to finish it. If you really want to join us, I’ll do my best to keep you safe.”
“Thanks.”
Bai Feng nodded. Just as Tian Yan Holy Master said, he instinctively wanted to avoid these dangerous things. But he couldn’t be sure the Holy Land could really destroy the divine consciousness of the immortal. He definitely didn’t want Sui’s divine sense to catch wind and come after them.
So, he planned to go with them and, like before, have the system wipe out the divine consciousness of the immortal—and extract its memories afterward.
Tian Yan Holy Master’s face reappeared with a faint smile, seemingly unsurprised by his answer. “Make a little more preparation. We need some more time. I’ll notify you before we act.”
“Good, thank you, Holy Master Tian Yan.”
“No need to be so polite,” she chuckled, then leaned closer to the camera, curious. “By the way, how’s your relationship with the Holy Maiden? I’d love to see you and her have a kid soon, but considering the circumstances, maybe it’s best not to rush…”
Before she finished, Tian Yan reached out and cut the communication: “So chatty.”
Bai Feng looked at Tian Yan’s expression—imperturbable but with a hint of anger—and couldn’t help but grin. He’d known her a long time, but this was the first time he’d seen Tian Yan so pissed off.
“Are you really planning to go with us?” Tian Yan turned to Bai Feng, eyes sharp. “This isn’t some small quarrel. We’ll face immortal divine consciousness AND the group of people from the Divine Monarch.”
“I know it’s dangerous,” Bai Feng said with a faint smile, “but I have to go… forget it, I’d better not say too many riddles. You know my connection with the Heavenly Dao. I can completely eliminate the divine consciousness of the immortal. I don’t want an accident to happen and make it slip away—and then secretly target us.”
