Chapter 7: Bai Brother, You Are Just Too Blinding!
“Brother Lin, thanks a ton.”
Bai Feng fought to suppress his urge to roll his eyes and stepped forward, throwing a quick pat on Lin Yan’s shoulder.
“……”
But Lin Yan said nothing, only rolling his eyes at him and staring off into space.
It was only then that Bai Feng realized—this wasn’t because Lin Yan was trying to look cool and stand smugly in the middle of the road. Nope. Turns out, he was just out of spirit power, too exhausted to move, clinging to his final stubborn streak not to lie down. Truly heroic.
So Bai Feng turned around and shouted to a nearby Heavenly Sword Sect disciple on autopilot: “Hey! Come lend a hand and help Brother Lin!”
The disciple snapped awake, like someone flicked his forehead, and hurriedly stepped forward to encircle Lin Yan.
Bai Feng also reached into his storage pouch and pulled out a bottle of pills, handing it to a female disciple beside Lin Yan. “Here, feed Brother Lin some medicine.”
“No, no need—I’ve got it,” Lin Yan quickly recovered a bit, took the pill from her, and wolfed down several at once.
Immediately, a massive, pureSpirit Power coursed through his shriveled body like a raging river.
He didn’t bother to cycle his cultivation technique—instead, he pulled out one pill, eyeing it carefully. “Top-grade Qi-Recovery Pill?”
As a master alchemist, he was well-aware of how difficult it was to make a top-grade Qi-Recovery Pill—he hadn’t even succeeded in crafting one himself, even with Dan Lao’s guidance.
But considering his heritage in the Lin family, a top-grade Qi-Recovery Pill wasn’t shocking. After all, with his genius status restored, he occasionally managed to get hold of one.
What surprised him was Bai Feng pulling out a whole bottle at once—and not caring at all. It was probably because Bai Feng was a Lin genius—so rare it made his eyes pop. But Bai Feng? He’d gotten a top-grade Qi-Recovery Pill just like that?
At first, Lin Yan hadn’t looked too closely during the fight. But now he thought about those protective sword Qis—these weren’t just simple magic tricks.
Looks like the rumors about Bai Feng abandoning himself after digging up his bones, falling into a degenerate playboy lifestyle, were completely wrong.
Bai Feng wasn’t abandoned, not at all. Even with mediocre talent, he was still everyone’s focus.
This only confirmed his suspicion—Bai Feng was the one saving his sister. And facing such temptation, Bai Feng, the ultimate beneficiary, chose family over immortal bones. That’s truly touching.
Friendship? It’s sealed!
Meanwhile, he contemplated whether he should suggest sending Bai Feng to Heavenly Sword Sect to train. Though Bai Feng’s talent was average, he was persistent. With some guidance from the sect, maybe he could unlock some great achievements.
“Whatcha looking at? Hurry up and run your Spirit Power to recover,” Bai Feng sensed that Lin Yan’s gaze was a bit strange, so he quickly sidestepped a few steps.
If he knew what Lin Yan was really thinking, he’d probably kick him squarely in the shin—how dare you bite the hand that feeds you!
Lin Yan stopped his stray thoughts and focused his mind, circulating his cultivation technique to absorb the potent medicinal power within the pill.
While Lin Yan was getting better, Bai Yu Mo approached.
She had initially wanted to step in earlier but was a bit late.
“Back already?” Bai Feng greeted, knowing Bai Yu Mo preferred to keep her distance from him, so he didn’t bother with any forced affection.
“Mm,” she nodded.
She cast a glance at Senior Brother Chen lying on the ground unconscious and suddenly felt a headache coming on. She hadn’t expected that just doing a simple quest would turn into such chaos.
After a moment of hesitation, she turned slightly to Bai Feng and asked quietly, “How did you two start fighting?”
“Oh, I just came out of Autumn Wind Tower and saw him cursing at me and trying to teach me a lesson. Do you think I’d stand for that? So, I fought him. As for Brother Lin, probably didn’t like what the other was doing, so he came to help me beat him up,” Bai Feng shrugged casually, recounting the story.
Bai Yu Mo looked at Bai Feng, lips moving slightly, as if about to say something.
“What?”
“…It’s nothing. Just take care of yourself in the future, okay?” She pursed her lips. Though their relationship had grown distant, she still didn’t want to see him spiral downward.
“Mm, I’ve been thinking about that, too.”
Bai Feng rubbed his chin, not because he was looking for trouble, but because of the sheep he had gotten from Autumn Wind Tower—despite the sneaky antics, he had paid for it. So now he was thinking: if others could fleece the place, why not start his own? Not a brothel, obviously, but a little shop like a maid café.
Of course, it was just an idea. Because if such a shop attracted the Child of Destiny—well, that could spell trouble.
Better to just relax and fart around peacefully.
Bai Yu Mo turned to the others. “Do you have anything to add?”
Everyone shook their heads. “Nope. It’s clear that Senior Brother Chen was the one at fault first.”
“Yeah, I understand. I’ll report this to the sect,” Bai Yu Mo nodded. “Are you guys continuing to browse, or want to come to my place for a bit?”
“I heard there’s a huge auction in Blue Rainbow City—I wanna check it out.”
“Senior Sister Bai, you go ahead and head back. We also need to find a place for Senior Brother Chen to rest.”
They absolutely wouldn’t bring Senior Brother Chen to the Bai family—what if he woke up and freaked out again? That’d be another round of bad luck.
Plus, they hadn’t stopped him initially, so it wouldn’t be polite to crash at the Bai family now.
Bai Yu Mo saw that the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples wanted to keep exploring, so she didn’t press them—just warned them to be careful. After they left, she watched them go, and then turned her gaze to the empty doorway outside.
Meanwhile, Lin Yan had recovered quite a bit and was planning to head back to the Lin family’s residence for some rest.
“Wait a moment, Brother Lin,” Bai Feng called out.
Though Lin Yan was the Child of Destiny, he’d helped Bai Feng out, and he didn’t seem hostile. Naturally, Bai Feng wanted to deepen their relationship a bit. After all, the better friends they were, the fewer potential enemies he’d face.
And he remembered—positive feelings wouldn’t add to his luck points, so having a good friend was worth it!
“Is there something else, Bai Brother?”
“Thanks for helping me out. Without you, I’d probably be stuck locked up for a few days.”
Lin Yan thought for a moment and understood what he meant. If he hadn’t helped, it would’ve been an issue between Bai Family and Heavenly Sword Sect. But since Lin Yan personally got involved, it blurred the lines, making it a matter of sect discipline.
He waved dismissively. “No need to thank me. I just couldn’t stand the other guy. Plus, Bai Feng, you also helped me—a lot. Without you, I’d be the one lying in the street right now.”
“No matter what, my help is real,” Bai Feng said, extending his fan. “You’re a Heavenly Sword Sect disciple and a genius in the Lin family. You probably have more spiritual treasures than you can count. Keep this fan—it’s my little gift. Hope you don’t mind.”
Beside him, Bai Yu Mo looked puzzled—she could tell the fan Bai Feng offered was just an ordinary one, not a spiritual tool or anything special.
And it was used, too! Wasn’t that a little impolite?
She opened her mouth to say something, but then she saw Lin Yan’s eyes light up with admiration.
He was holding that plain fan with both hands, as if it was some priceless treasure.
“B-Bai… Bai Brother, you’re really giving this to me? This… this is too precious!”
Bai Yu Mo: ???
Precious?
Suddenly, she felt a strange, unsettling feeling.
“This just shows how much your help means to me. Only this fan can express my gratitude,” Lin Yan said eagerly, unable to refuse.
“Bai Brother, you really are…” Lin Yan was helpless but to accept, while thinking inside—how could the world be filled with such blinding people?
He lifted his head, adopting a serious expression. “Bai Brother, if you ever run into trouble, just come find me!”
“Will do, will do!”
“Bai Brother, goodbye!”
“Goodbye!”
Bai Yu Mo: …
Did she really spend too long in seclusion? Why does she feel like she no longer understands this world?
As Bai Feng and the others departed, the melody in the Autumn Wind Tower ended, and everyone finally snapped back from the sound of the zither.
Before they could savor the moment, Qiu Er stood up and left—glancing once more at the now-empty doorway outside.
