Chapter 581: How Did the Incarnation of the Tao Turn Into This Little Feral Girl Who Likes to Jump Scare Faces?
Bai Feng stroked his chin, deep in thought. He believed that the Incarnation of the Tao shouldn’t just abandon her hard-won body and run off just because of some remedial lessons. That totally didn’t match her personality.
So he wandered around the library a few times, occasionally glancing at the locked-up bookshelves. But no matter how much he looked, it was like she had already vanished into thin air.
“Could she have sneaked into the trial space?”
While pondering this, Bai Feng raised his head to keep observing. That’s when he suddenly felt a ticklish sensation at the back of his neck. Instinctively, he reached out and grabbed it. Turning around, he saw a strand of faint golden hair dangling from the air, caught in his hand. And this hair strand seemed to be trying to “escape.”
He tightened his grip on the strand and followed it with his eyes. At the end of the hair, the Incarnation of the Tao was crouched on the ceiling, eyes glaring daggers at him.
“Holy cr*p!!”
He was startled enough to nearly jump out of his skin!
Bai Feng exaggeratedly clutched his chest, then looked up at the Incarnation of the Tao and said, “Are you a failed man? Why are you sitting on the ceiling instead of your cushion?”
“tsk, I knew I shouldn’t have kept such long hair back then.”
Once discovered, the Incarnation of the Tao didn’t bother hiding anymore. She dropped from the ceiling—whether intentionally or not—landing right where Bai Feng was standing.
Seeing this, Bai Feng didn’t step back to dodge. Instead, he stretched out his arm in a “princess carry” pose and caught her—after all, his divine sword made from the system’s special immortal sword book was pretty awesome, and looking at the Incarnation of the Tao was starting to grow on him.
“Be careful. If your b*tt gets swollen from this fall, how am I supposed to teach you a lesson?”
“…Pervert loli fanboy,” she replied expressionlessly.
“Loli fanboy or not, I won’t get into it today,” Bai Feng put her down on the ground and vigorously rubbed her little head. “Are you ready?”
“Ready for what?”
“Of course, ready for the Chinese class I promised earlier!” Bai Feng reached into his… empty pocket, only to realize the library didn’t accept physical items. Looks like not just books—his plan to send snacks to the Incarnation of the Tao was also toast.
But that didn’t bother him. He could just use illusion art to materialize the books for her, and she’d still learn.
So Bai Feng conjured a few literacy books and slowly approached the Incarnation of the Tao. “Come on, I guarantee you’ll be out of your idiom-illiterate state in a month.”
“Stop!”
The Incarnation of the Tao tried to resist, but Bai Feng casually pressed her down again, this time on his lap—remember, he wasn’t here to beat her up, just teach.
“Loli fanboy,” she murmured softly, unable to break free.
But Bai Feng, as if he hadn’t heard, picked up a book and started lecturing: “Let’s start simple. You recognize these characters, right?”
“…”
“Alright, that’s a dumb question, so let’s go straight to the tricky part. Let’s begin with the mistake you made the first time you used an idiom recently. It was… the ‘Juggling Skills Supreme’ refers to…”
After explaining her past mistake, Bai Feng looked over and saw that the Incarnation of the Tao had already bowed her little head and fallen asleep.
Huh.
No wonder she got so quiet. It had been several minutes without her calling him “Trash Fish” or “Loli Fanboy.”
Staring at her peacefully closed eyes, Bai Feng had to admit—when she was quiet, she still had her kind of beauty. Too bad her personality was a bit… quirky. Who knows, maybe it was because he’d been slacking off? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
“Forget it, let’s let her sleep a bit,” he sighed, gently placing her on a soft, big cushion. Then he turned and left the System Library.
Meanwhile, the Incarnation of the Tao… turned over and subconsciously reached for her tiny hand, only to grasp nothing. She frowned softly, curling up her body and continuing to sleep.
……
“Who would’ve thought that after just a few short years, the Western Region would crumble into a demon’s den?”
Ling Feng stood on a sand dune, softly sighing.
Next to him, a burly man held a “binoculars” (probably some kind of illusion device) and peered into the distance. The man was surrounded by faint demonic energy—it was clear he was a monster tribe member, and his cultivation level wasn’t low.
He lowered the “binoculars” and said to Ling Feng, “Brother, the village up ahead is also abandoned. But unlike the one previously shrouded in demonic energy, this one’s been empty for quite some time.”
“I see,” Ling Feng nodded. “Can’t send out signals yet?”
“Hard. Seems something is interfering with the signal here.”
“Let’s leave the Western Region first, send the message, then plan our next move,” Ling Feng decided decisively. With communications blocked and the situation inside the Western Region unclear, rushing in would be reckless.
Meanwhile, Bai Feng also learned about the strange happenings in the Western Region from the Holy Land of Tian Yan.
“Recently, a special power has been disrupting the Western Region. Besides loss of communication, even long-term stayed individuals there are affected,” Tian Yan explained.
Bai Feng frowned slightly. “Is it caused by the immortal corpse?”
“Probably. Now, whether it’s cultivators or ordinary folks, everyone is ‘trapped’ in the Western Region. Even if someone notices something’s off and tries to leave, they get forced back by various accidents,” Tian Yan shook her head.
“No wonder there haven’t been many merchants coming to the Northern Region lately. I thought it was the Demon Path meddling. Turns out it’s the immortal corpse. Well, if it was Demon Path meddling, the greedy merchants wouldn’t just follow orders quietly,” Bai Feng mused, then asked, “Any other anomalies?”
“Yes. There are frequent unexplained deaths, and villages seem to vanish overnight. Only the cities are somewhat safer. Many residents have abandoned villages and fled to the cities. They say it’s a mirage (shèng) acting up, but our investigation shows that whenever someone disappears, fog rises around them, and those missing seem to walk into the fog under illusion arts, slowly falling into a slumber, unable to wake. And once they enter the fog… they’re gone.”
“Fog creation?” Bai Feng’s brow furrowed even more. “Can you figure out anything?”
Tian Yan shook her head. She couldn’t calculate it, but it was still an answer.
“This immortal corpse’s methods are quite bizarre,” Bai Feng rubbed his forehead. He’d been misled by the Crow Immortal’s memories into thinking the immortal corpse was weak. Sure, after some treatment, it lost most of its power, but it was still an immortal! To beings like the Crow Immortal, it might seem harmless, but to us ordinary cultivators who haven’t yet achieved immortality, it’s extremely troublesome.
“Actually, we have another guess,” Tian Yan said softly. “We suspect that this immortal corpse has developed new intelligence.”
