She had clearly lost to him, and she should have felt resentful or angry. Yet, after being awakened by Bai Feng, she found it impossible to harbor such thoughts towards the person who had saved her.

Gratitude? Perhaps a little, but more than that, it was a sense of helplessness.

Maybe it was because he had rescued her from the clutches of her inner demons that she, tormented by them, instinctively leaned towards Bai Feng?

However, she found that being near him indeed shielded her from those demons. She didn’t understand why—could it be that her inner demons had nothing to do with Bai Feng?

“Look at you now, so weak. Do you still have even a hint of the brilliance you once had as a genius? Let go of your mind and body, entrust everything to me, and I will help you defeat him and reclaim what belongs to you.”

A voice echoed perfectly in her ear, but she ignored it and walked towards her dwelling.

“Oh… right, you’ve lost your spirit. You’re no longer the genius you once were; now you’re just a useless person who can’t take a hit. Instead of drifting aimlessly, why not let go and leave everything to me? You won’t feel pain anymore…”

“This is… an illusion.” Su Lanqian pressed her hand against her forehead, mimicking Bai Feng’s tone as she whispered.

She wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, but the voice in her ear did seem to have softened a bit.

……

“Little Junior Brother!!!”

As Bai Feng was about to push open the door to his home after ‘school,’ he saw a small figure rushing towards him.

At that moment, it was too late to dodge. His legs instinctively tensed, and the mini formation on him activated in an instant.

But the anticipated impact never came. Although Yu Yao crashed into him, it was soft and lacked any force, as if she had somehow dissipated her momentum.

“What’s up, Senior Sister?”

Bai Feng reached out and picked up the ‘sticky’ Yu Yao, cradling her under her armpits and instinctively lifting her high.

“Little Junior Brother, even if you’re my adoptive father, I’ll still be mad if you hold me like this.” Yu Yao glared at Bai Feng with a blank expression, her little feet starting to sway as if she was debating whether to kick him.

“Ahem, sorry!” Bai Feng quickly set Yu Yao down and continued to ask softly, “Did you need something?”

“Not much, just too excited and wanted to share with someone.” With that, Yu Yao pulled out a set of clothes from her storage bag. “Look, isn’t it amazing!”

Bai Feng looked down at the clothes in Yu Yao’s hands and immediately felt a sense of déjà vu—wasn’t this the outfit of the bunny girl from the animated stone?

She made this in just one night?

While Bai Feng was still in shock, Yu Yao continued to chatter excitedly, “Ah, Master Chunqiu is truly remarkable! Just thinking about it makes me blush a little. It’s just a simple little outfit, but it’s so suggestive. And this outfit, I’ve never seen anything like it—so bold! Compared to this, the clothes made by those lecherous folks from the Hehuan Sect are just trash! How did he come up with such an interesting design?”

Bai Feng looked at the overly excited Yu Yao and couldn’t help but retort, “Is this something you can share with me?”

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**Chapter 51: Senior Sister, I’m Really Getting Angry!**

“Little Junior Brother, are you shy?” Yu Yao teased, a playful smile on her lips as she held the clothes in front of her for comparison. “Too bad this wasn’t made to fit my figure; you won’t get to see it for now~”

Bai Feng glanced at Yu Yao’s figure and couldn’t help but mutter under his breath, “I’m not that desperate yet.”

“...I heard that!” Yu Yao shot him a glare. “Being small has its advantages, you know?”

“Like saving fabric?”

At Bai Feng’s teasing, Yu Yao clenched her fists. “I’m really getting angry now!”

After a brief show of her tiny fist, she finally unfastened the storage bag at her waist and tossed it to Bai Feng. “Here, your share as promised.”

“Didn’t I just give you some Chunqiu yesterday? Did the clothes sell that quickly?”

Bai Feng quickly caught the storage bag and opened it to find it filled with spirit stones.

“These are from when I sold clothes before. Since I used content from the Chunqiu, consider these spirit stones as compensation,” Yu Yao explained, adding a reminder, “Oh, and don’t keep it all to yourself! This is my thank-you gift to Master Chunqiu.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to deliver it to Master Chunqiu myself.” Bai Feng patted his chest, looking as if he had it all under control.

After all, he could just pass it from one hand to the other, and that would count as delivering it personally!

“By the way, if Master Chunqiu releases a new book, make sure to let me know!” Yu Yao nodded. “Alright, I need to get back to making clothes. We’ll chat later!”

“Goodbye, Senior Sister.”

Bai Feng waved as Yu Yao, just like when she arrived, scampered off in the blink of an eye.

He turned his attention back to the storage bag in his hand, pulling out a spirit stone to examine it closely.

Heh, more money!

He could finally buy the formation materials he had been eyeing!

Bai Feng didn’t notice that the scene of him chatting with Yu Yao was being watched by Bai Yumo, who was hiding behind the house.

She had planned to start cooking when Bai Feng returned, but instead, she stumbled upon this scene.

Why was Senior Sister holding such clothes? Why was she giving Bai Feng spirit stones?

Bai Yumo bit her nails, and although her rational mind told her that as his sister, she shouldn’t pry into Bai Feng’s private affairs, she couldn’t help but entertain various thoughts.

……

The next day.

Bai Feng arrived early at Liu Meng’s temporary cave dwelling, and before long, he saw Su Lanqian approaching.

She kept her head down, cautiously taking a few steps closer to him. When she saw he didn’t react, she let out a small sigh of relief and stood beside him.

Ten minutes passed.

Bai Feng glanced at Su Lanqian, who still had her head down.

Another ten minutes went by, and as he entered the cave to begin his studies for the day, Su Lanqian silently followed behind him.

It seemed Liu Meng had anticipated this and had even set up a new desk for Su Lanqian right next to Bai Feng’s, with only a gap of twenty to thirty centimeters between them.

Bai Feng didn’t continue to observe Su Lanqian; he focused on studying hard.

When lunchtime came, Bai Feng stretched and turned to find Su Lanqian sitting still in her chair like a statue, not moving an inch, and her desk was completely bare.

“Um… are you okay?”

He couldn’t help but ask.

“Ah?” Su Lanqian suddenly looked up, then quickly lowered her head again. “No, don’t mind me. Just treat me like a weed.”

“…”

This was definitely not a normal state!

Bai Feng rubbed his chin, sensing that Su Lanqian’s inner demons didn’t seem to be related to him but rather something else; otherwise, she wouldn’t be acting like this.

But looking at Su Lanqian, who was muttering ‘I’m a weed’ under her breath, he silently swallowed the questions he wanted to ask.

Clearly, she wasn’t in a state to communicate; he would ask later.

……

After a month of studying formations with Liu Meng, Bai Feng gradually got used to having a ‘colorful statue’ in class.

However, today was different; the sect had important announcements to make, and Liu Meng had given him the day off.

So, he took the rare opportunity to sleep in a bit, only getting up when the sun was high in the sky, yawning as he emerged from his bedroom.

And there, he immediately spotted Bai Yumo busy in the kitchen.

“Brother, you’re awake? Just a moment, it’ll be ready soon!”

Bai Yumo called out to Bai Feng before continuing her work in the kitchen.

Bai Feng sat down in a chair, waiting for the meal.

Wait, when did he get used to this kind of life?

He couldn’t help but fall into thought. He had thought that over time, as his guilt faded, their relationship would gradually return to normal.

But why, after all this time, did it seem to have intensified instead?

“By the way, Brother, I’ve washed your clothes and put them in your wardrobe.”

Bai Feng fell silent for a few seconds before he couldn’t help but retort, “I’m already in the Golden Core stage; you don’t need to wash my clothes anymore. It makes me look like a villain who bullies his sister out of jealousy for her talent, you know?”

“No way! Even if you’re in the Golden Core stage, clothes can still get dirty!” Bai Yumo frowned and countered, “Besides, I have to wash my own clothes too; washing one more doesn’t take much time.”

Seeing Bai Yumo’s firm stance, Bai Feng didn’t press the issue. After all, he wasn’t losing out.

“By the way, Yumo, what do you use to wash the clothes? Every time you bring them back, they look brand new, completely different from how I used to wash them.”