Chapter 90: Let’s “Lock” Yu Yao Up in the Lord’s Mansion with a “Clothes”!
The Old Man quickly pinched his thigh, flinching painfully—proof that he wasn’t dreaming after all.
Where in the world did Young Lady get this array plate?
Suddenly, he remembered Bai Feng’s identity and accomplishments—could it be…?
He instinctively looked at Bai Feng, only to be halted by Yu Yao’s shout: “Don’t get ahead of yourself about the array plate! We just need to tell the guest what it does. Other details? Nada!”
Yu Yao’s tone was heavy—like a mountain pressing down, making it hard to breathe.
“Yes, yes! I know nothing!” the Old Man hurriedly nodded, not understanding why he had to hide everything, but based on the Young Lady and that genius of array formations, offending them was not worth it. All he needed to do was follow orders and do a good job!
“Hmm, I trust you’ll handle it well.” Yu Yao’s tone softened again, “Alright, you go take care of the auction preparations. I’m going to stroll around the auction house with my junior and junior sisters.”
“Yes, Young Lady.”
The Old Man hurried out of the room, walking down the corridor with a sigh creeping onto his face.
No wonder the Young Lady looked down on that enchanter—having such a junior brother? Honestly, that’s more than enough!
Still, he should keep a good relationship with the enchanter—respect must be shown. Better to have him serve as the frontliner next time.
Inside the room.
“Wow, I didn’t expect you to have the same aura as the Young Lady!” Bai Feng said casually, munching on a pastry, teasing Yu Yao.
“Ugh, well, our family’s business is different from yours, Bai family. Someone’s always watching you inside and out!” Yu Yao stretched lazily. “Fortunately, I joined Heavenly Sword Sect, so I don’t have to bother with petty stuff.”
“Alright, enough about that.” She jumped off her chair, grabbing a few pastries and stuffing them into her mouth, mumbling, “Let’s go visit Yu Ling Long. Little Junior Brother, aren’t you looking for some array materials?”
“Make sure to give me a good discount, sis!”
……
Because of the appearance of the new Son of Destiny, Bai Feng didn’t linger outside for long. After buying some array materials and sharing breakfast with Bai Yu Mo and Yu Yao, he returned to the Lord’s Mansion.
As soon as he arrived, Liu Meng called out, “Bai Feng, just in time. Tomorrow, we’re gearing up to build the Great Array. Let me give you a quick rundown of precautions so nothing goes wrong.”
“Understood, Master.”
Bai Feng nodded. After chatting with Bai Yu Mo and Yu Yao for a bit, he moved to Liu Meng’s side to listen closely about the Great Array’s construction.
“…Basically, these are the main points. The affairs outside the array? Not our concern—Chu Ning Yan will handle that.”
Bai Feng furrowed his brow in thought. Building a large array was totally different from a normal one—imagine a tiny one-story house versus a skyscraper with hundreds of floors. Of course, the latter was way more complicated.
But he also had some doubts: Isn’t Xuan Guang City supposed to be far from demonic influence? Why would anyone come to cause trouble?
Other sects? Maybe. Building a great array is usually a monetary trade—more contact, sure, but that doesn’t mean the other side would naturally side with Heavenly Sword Sect.
Otherwise, the Northern Region would already be under Spirit Sealing Sect’s control.
Liu Meng shook her head. “You grew up in the Bai family, so you might not know—beyond the righteous and demonic paths, there are other cultivators.”
“Though the North is supposedly dominated by the righteous and demonic, that’s mainly at the top levels. The middle and lower tiers are mostly scattered cultivators or from small sects. They say they’re mostly righteous, but honestly, they don’t really care about the battle between good and evil—more about their own interests.”
Bai Feng nodded. Although he rarely went out, he wasn’t out of the loop. In fact, he loved collecting rumors and gossip—like Liu Meng said, that’s pretty much how it was.
Many scattered cultivators fear the cruelty of the demonic path, but they dislike the righteous—who aren’t exactly saints either. Think of the spoiled brats who ab*se and bully women without serious punishment, and the major sects that hoard the best cultivation resources—those scattered and small sects are left with scraps. Overall, they’re better off than demonic cultivators, but not by much.
“Originally, they were just a bunch of loose sands. But then someone united these scattered cultivators—though they still have their own schemes, they share a common goal now.”
“And that goal? Simple—fend for their own interests. They don’t want to see one side get too strong. Better if neither side can dominate. Even better if they tear each other apart. That way, they stand to gain the most.”
Liu Meng seemed to have interacted with those folks before, and she continued calmly: “But the Great Array will break that fragile balance. Once in place, the demonic path will find it harder to attack. It’ll also make sneaking into the righteous territory or causing chaos behind enemy lines much tougher. So, they’re sneaking around trying to sabotage the construction, passing information to the demonic cultivators—no need to do it themselves, just spread the message.”
Bai Feng pondered for a few seconds. No wonder Heavenly Sword Sect dispatched so many elders. His talent in array formations was impressive, but not so much that he’d be guarded by so many—it’s likely they’re protecting the Great Array from demonic sabotage.
“Sorry for rambling,” Liu Meng shook her head. “Let’s continue—now I’ll tell you about the layout of the Great Array.”
“Good, Master.”
As Bai Feng listened to Liu Meng’s explanation, a faint worry formed in his heart.
Would Black Lotus take the opportunity to cause trouble?
And now this Son of Destiny appearing—an ominous omen. The construction of the Great Array was bound to encounter trouble!
He already imagined the subsequent plot: the Great Array malfunctioning, Xuan Guang City on the brink of disaster under demonic attack. Heavenly Sword Sect elders entangled by demonic experts. Just when the array was about to be destroyed by some young demonic disciples, the Son of Destiny suddenly appeared! First, mocked for his cultivation level, then somehow defeating the demonic disciples and saving the city—earning praise from the city lord and his daughter.
‘But…’
Thinking of the three newly arrived Son of Destiny, Bai Feng felt that the story probably wouldn’t go so smoothly.
Will it turn out well, or badly? He couldn’t say.
……
The next two days, Bai Feng was busy—but even so, he carved out time to talk clothes with Yu Yao. He even stayed up late drawing sketches, locking Yu Yao in the Lord’s Mansion with a “clothes” to prevent her from sneaking off to the auction house.
“Is this…?” Yu Yao’s eyes widened, practically pressing her face on the paper.
“Wedding dress,” Bai Feng sat on a chair with crossed hands. “Do you remember Teacher Chun Qiu’s white-themed design? This is one of them—my most daring design yet.”
“Since hundreds, thousands, or even longer ago, weddings were mostly in red, but Chun Qiu boldly used white. Not only pretty, but it also adds a pure, sacred feeling.”
Yu Yao nodded vigorously. “Little Junior Brother, you’re so right! Teacher Chun Qiu always surprises me. I’m going to work on this dress tonight!”
Seeing Yu Yao totally lose her mind, Bai Feng smiled slightly: Sister, just focus on making clothes in the Lord’s Mansion. Don’t think about the auction for now.
