Chapter 57: Gawking at the Melon and Somehow It Got on My Own Roof!
“Hahaha! With this divine weapon aiding me, Bai Feng, you’re dead meat!”
Ye Tang, with his hair in chaos and looking like he’d just wrestled a tornado, clambered out of a crumbling underground ruin, clutching a slab of stone like it was his best friend.
His eyes glowed red like a pair of angry embers, and his upper half was nearly n*de, covered in fierce wounds that looked like he’d battled a wild beast—oh wait, he had.
But he was so lost in his own world that he didn’t notice the bl**d and scars—his gaze fixated on the long spear in his hand.
The spear shimmered with a faint golden light, crackling with what anyone would call “a sh*t ton” of power—whispering, “Hey, I could probably f-up a small country if I wanted to.”
But honestly, what made him happier wasn’t the divine weapon but the fact that his luck seemed to have come roaring back.
Ever since he tangled with Bai Feng, things had gone downhill faster than a sled on an icy slope. All tiny creatures—cats, dogs, you name it—had it out for him. He even lost a spar showcasing his strength, which was embarrassing enough, and he’d been injured for so long he’d practically forgotten what “normal” felt like.
If Bai Feng heard his fiery inner monologue right now? He’d probably sh**t back: “You’re fighting three Child of Destiny types alone—you’re the unluckiest one here!”
“Kehehe! I can’t wait to see Bai Feng on his knees begging me, all pathetic and pleading!”
And then, just when hope seemed to flicker—pow!—he crushes it with a grin. Because who doesn’t like crushing hope?
Ye Tang gripped his spear tighter, preparing to dive forward. But then, out of the corner of his eye, he turned sharply towards the exit he’d just crawled out of.
With a mighty swing of his spear, he buried the passage entirely, sealing his path like a boss.
If anyone nearby was watching? They’d see a faintly evil aura swirl around his spear, circling twice before slipping into his body like a sneaky little fox.
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Meanwhile, Bai Feng was lazily plucking a Spirit Fruit with a bored expression.
He rubbed his chin, chewing thoughtfully, wondering where those heaven-sent Child of Destiny 4 had gone.
He’d been wandering for ages, even spotting some small sect disciples here and there—except the Almighty Heavenly Sword Sect. Hmm, they’re missing?
Did something happen? he wondered, scrubbing his Spirit Fruit with a cloth and taking a little nibble.
Honestly, he wasn’t too worried. After all, four Child of Destiny types had swooped in—if nothing happened now, that’d be strange.
And even if things went awry, with the Child of Destiny around? Problem solved.
Suddenly, Bai Feng’s senses tingled. He felt a powerful fluctuation of Spirit Power from the northwest.
He popped open his system, realizing: no Child of Destiny in sight. Well, time to polish off his fruit and dash over.
In just a few minutes, he arrived on the scene.
There—cornered and beaten down—stood some Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, fighting for their lives against a pack of monster beasts and Spirit Sealing Sect members. Bai Feng paused to ponder.
“cr*p, I’ve gawped so hard, I’ve ended up gawping at my own home!”
Luckily, these were just some low-level disciples, with modest cultivation—no big deal, easy to handle.
He watched as they slowly lost stamina under the combined assault. Then, without hesitation, Bai Feng threw out a few makeshift array disks. Instantly, an oval, semi-transparent light shield formed around the disciples’ heads, rippling at every attack from the monsters or Spirit Sealing Sect.
“Who’s there?”
A Spirit Sealing Sect disciple, sensing an opportunity, snapped, annoyed.
“Hey! You guys teaming up with monsters to bully others? Isn’t that a little shameless?”
Suddenly, a voice echoed out from the bushes, unlocatable as ever because… well, mysterious voice, no GPS needed.
“Hide in the shadows? Pathetic. Come out!”
“Since you’re so brave, I bet you can find me easily, right?”
After tossing that spicy taunt, Bai Feng whispered to the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, “Head toward the monsters—Don’t worry, they won’t hurt you.”
The disciples hesitated, then saw the monsters pause, and—cautiously—they sidestepped around, gripping their weapons tight and ready for battle if needed.
But even as they left? The monsters did nothing.
“Saved…?”
“Did some senior brother help us?”
“Yeah, obvious, right? Plenty of brothers are adept in Array Formation. But the true heroes? Only Liu Master’s disciple and Bai Brother—everyone else is just talk.”
“Exactly. Bai Brother isn’t showing himself because the Spirit Sealing Sect guys are hunting for him. He wouldn’t show up openly. Didn’t expect he even knows how to intimidate monsters. Respect.”
“So, did we just mess up Bai Brother’s plans?”
“All our fault. Let’s go find Senior Sister—maybe we can divert the bad guys and buy some time for Bai Feng!”
Once the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples retreated, Bai Feng stopped interfering.
He saw the monsters roar fiercely, charging at an unguarded Spirit Sealing Sect disciple.
Instantly, curses erupted:
“Whoever you are, don’t let me find out!”
“#%￥@#!”
Bai Feng chuckled inwardly at their colorful curses. Outwardly? He waved cheerfully.
“Good luck to you guys!”
And with that, he took a step forward, catching up with the remaining Heavenly Sword Sect disciples.
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BOOM!!
A deafening explosion echoed outside the cave, wild Spirit Power tearing everything apart nearby.
“I can do this, just a little more setup—”
Su Lan Qian’s trembling hand guided Spirit Power into the formation.
But the closer she got? The harder it was to control her Spirit Power.
“Hahaha! Look at you, can’t even set a decent array, give up already! Only I can save you. Don’t wanna get swallowed by monsters, huh?”
“Shut up…”
“Hahaha! What’s left of you now? You lost your genius title, brought shame to your master, even tarnished your family name! You’re like a clown, arrogant and disdainful, thinking only you can rebuild the Su family and Northern Region glory… But look where that got you—caught by a con artist you looked down on. And now, you’re still trying to get close to him? Is it because you’re not good enough at Array arts? Switching tactics, huh? Like teaming up with him…”
“Shut up!”
Su Lan Qian grabbed the brush Bai Feng used—though her ears heard only silence, her mind was anything but peaceful.
A huge rumble shook the ground outside as dust rained down.
She hurriedly protected her brush and kept working, desperate to complete her formation.
Outside the cave again.
Ye Tang was perched atop a tree branch, long spear ready. Two Spirit Core Stage monsters battled nearby against Heavenly Sword Sect disciples. Meanwhile, a well-behaved Spirit Core beast stood quietly beside him—like a loyal puppy, but with a deadly punch.
He glanced at a Spirit Sealing Sect disciple nearby.
“Has the message gone out?”
“Of course.”
The disciple frowned, uneasy about his master’s traitorous act of selling out his own brethren.
But no choice—Senior Brother ordered to capture Bai Feng. The other side also wanted Bai Feng. Bai Feng was powerful, captured disciples from Qingzhu Peak of Heavenly Sword Sect, so the cooperation was inevitable.
“Relax, he’ll come out soon enough. Most Heavenly Sword Sect disciples are already restrained. Even if anyone escapes, they’re basically dead in the water—good for us, not bad.”
When mentioning the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, his tone was as flat as discussing an ant infestation.
“Hope so,” the Spirit Sealing Sect disciple scoffed. “By the way, any news from Sister Su?”
“Hmm, I’ve been here the whole time, how would I know?” Ye Tang grinned, though inwardly, a flicker of hatred crossed his eyes.
Hahaha, look down on me? Just wait—using you lot to k*ll Bai Feng, then forcing Su Lan Qian to give me a hearty payoff!
With enough resources, he’d break into Yuan Infant Stage, then take out Luo Chen, and reclaim his old spot as senior brother!
A dark flicker flashed in his eyes, but he kept smiling outwardly.
“Alright, go spread the news again. We’ll meet him soon enough,” he said, grinning more sinister than ever.
