She slowly lifted her head, her face devoid of expression, but her eyes had lost a hint of their usual sparkle. “Unforgivable…”

Boom!!

A powerful sword aura erupted from her, and she grasped the hilt of the Tianjian (a replica of the Celestial Sword), slowly drawing it from its sheath.

At this sight, ‘Bai Yu Mo’ twitched at the corner of her mouth, no longer able to maintain her disguise. She quickly reached for Bai Feng, who lay on the bed. “If you don’t want him to get hurt… huh?”

‘Bai Yu Mo’ suddenly felt something was off. Turning her head, she realized she was grasping a pillow instead.

“When did this happen?”

Her expression shifted to surprise, and then her brow furrowed as she looked back toward the doorway. Bai Feng had already covered his eyes and walked over to her side.

“An illusion? It can even affect me? Hehe, I’m becoming more and more curious about you.” ‘Bai Yu Mo’ licked her lips. Though they shared the same face, hers had taken on a more seductive quality. “Bai Feng, come to me. With your talent, you’re far too underappreciated at the Tianjian Sect. You’re practically a born saint!”

Bai Feng didn’t respond; instead, it was the sword in ‘Bai Yu Mo’s’ hand that answered her.

The violent sword aura shattered the bed into pieces, but ‘Bai Yu Mo’ evaded the attack, gracefully landing in a chair with a smile on her face. “No need to be so rough! No one likes that kind of temper.”

She then turned to Bai Feng, her fingers playfully tugging at her collar. “But I’m different. I can become whatever you like, even your sister if that’s what you want~”

Bai Feng didn’t answer but countered, “You’re the Hundred-Faced Saintess?”

“Oh my, I didn’t expect you to remember me, Bai Gongzi. I’m so happy!” The Hundred-Faced Saintess smiled, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “Don’t mind this violent person. Come with me, and I’ll show you more enjoyable things.”

“Die.”

At that moment, a long sword suddenly appeared above her head, swiftly descending toward her.

The Hundred-Faced Saintess dodged just in time, her gaze fixed on the expressionless ‘Bai Yu Mo,’ her demeanor turning serious. “No wonder you possess a celestial bone; you really do have some strength.”

Unfortunately, she wasn’t at the Golden Core stage. Although she had suppressed her cultivation to that level using secret methods, her combat power could reach the late stage of the Nascent Soul…

Boom!!

The Hundred-Faced Saintess’s pupils constricted as she touched her injured face, disbelief etched across her features.

At that moment, a strange hue enveloped ‘Bai Yu Mo,’ a power unlike spiritual energy slowly rising from her. She raised the Tianjian in her hand, her tone flat yet chilling. “You missed. Next time, I won’t miss.”

With that, she charged at the Hundred-Faced Saintess once more.

‘Is this the power of a celestial bone? It’s utterly unreasonable!’

The Hundred-Faced Saintess no longer felt the ease she had before; she quickly focused all her energy to respond.

Her attacks were effortlessly shattered, and any attempt to counter was met with a relentless barrage that left her gasping for breath, forced to dodge repeatedly.

Clearly, she could unleash the power of the late Nascent Soul stage, so why was she the one being overwhelmed?

No, if this continued, she would really fall to a mere Golden Core beginner!

“Bai Feng, next time…”

The Hundred-Faced Saintess had just flashed a seductive smile at Bai Feng when the Tianjian came rushing toward her.

She cursed inwardly, disregarding her image, and burst through the wall.

There’s still plenty of time! Rather than fighting desperately, she preferred to take her time. If it didn’t work this time, there would always be a next time!

‘Bai Yu Mo’ watched the retreating figure, choosing not to pursue.

Her body swayed slightly before she suddenly fell backward.

“Be careful.”

Bai Feng quickly reached out to catch her. She seemed to have no strength left, collapsing into his arms, completely shedding her earlier fierce demeanor.

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“Brother, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have left the room…”

Bai Yu Mo lowered her head, her hands clenching her clothes in frustration.

“It’s alright. You just need to rest well. Thanks to you, I managed to escape from that demoness this time.”

Bai Feng lifted Bai Yu Mo, scanning the room. Even though his vision was still unclear, he could tell that this room was no longer habitable.

The bed, chairs, and tables had all been destroyed by the aftermath of the battle, and the walls bore several sword marks and large holes.

However, the rice porridge left at the door was still intact.

“Little Junior Brother, what happened?”

Yu Yao cautiously poked her head in. They had noticed the commotion as soon as the battle began.

But the fight had been too intense; they hadn’t dared to approach.

Was this really the kind of battle a Golden Core cultivator could unleash?

“Just now, the Hundred-Faced Saintess sneaked in, but she was driven away by Yu Mo.” Bai Feng briefly explained. “Could you prepare a new room for us?”

Yu Yao was taken aback. “What? The Hundred-Faced Saintess? Do you need me to help check for ordinary disciples?”

“Thanks, Senior Sister.”

Bai Feng glanced at Yu Yao’s height, feeling reassured to leave the task to her.

“Um…” Su Lan Qian also slowly peeked in, speaking cautiously, “How about you come to my room? I’m just next door, and I don’t need to rest.”

“Sure, that works. Sorry for the trouble.”

Bai Feng nodded, quickly carrying Bai Yu Mo toward Su Lan Qian’s room and gently placing her on the bed.

He sat on the edge of the bed while Su Lan Qian stood in the corner, her head bowed like a statue.

She looked as if she had been bullied.

“Um, maybe you should…”

Bai Feng found it hard to watch, but before he could finish, Su Lan Qian quickly interrupted.

“No need! I’m fine here. Don’t mind me, and please don’t kick me out.”

Bai Feng: “…”

Isn’t that a bit too submissive?

Oh well, as long as she’s happy.

Bai Feng shook his head, glancing at Bai Yu Mo, who was resting on the bed.

Now that he thought about it, this was the first time he had seen Bai Yu Mo looking so weak.

After feeding her a recovery pill, he pointed to the porridge on the table and asked, “By the way, I brought the porridge you made. Do you want some?”

Bai Yu Mo shook her head. “Not right now. Your eyes aren’t healed yet.”

“I can ask Yu Yao for help.”

“No need. Just… stay with me for a while.” Bai Yu Mo slowly grasped his hand. “Just for a bit…”

Bai Feng looked down to see her hand reaching out from under the blanket, gripping him tightly as if afraid he would leave.

It seemed that even a genius like Bai Yu Mo wanted the company of loved ones when she was ‘injured’!

But now that he thought about it, wasn’t Bai Yu Mo’s earlier reaction a bit too extreme?

He was a little startled.

At that moment, he noticed Bai Yu Mo seemed to be staring at him, a hint of tension on her face.

He couldn’t help but smile helplessly, squeezing her hand back. “Don’t worry. In my current state, it’s not convenient for me to go out anyway!”

“Mm…”

Bai Yu Mo nodded gently, a faint smile gracing her lips.

Taking advantage of her weakness to seek comfort from Bai Feng felt a bit underhanded…

But it also made her feel much more at ease.

With that sense of comfort, she slowly closed her eyes, her breathing evening out, yet her hand remained tightly grasping Bai Feng’s.

“Are you asleep?”

Bai Feng glanced at the now-sleeping Bai Yu Mo, not leaving but instead sitting on the edge of the bed, pondering how to prevent the demoness from infiltrating again.

This time, Bai Yu Mo was fortunate; after all, he could verify the identity of the fated one through the system.

But what if it were someone else?

For instance, Yu Yao… oh, that’s not a concern; you can’t imitate Yu Yao’s height.

What about Su Lan Qian, or even someone disguised as an ordinary disciple?

The Hundred-Faced Saintess’s abilities were indeed troublesome, and it was no wonder she had remained elusive for so long.

“Hmm, let’s add a few formations to the camp!”

That should suffice for a short while, especially since they would be leaving the secret realm in a few days. After that, returning to the Tianjian Sect would ensure their safety.

It was a pity that because of that guy Ye Tang, he hadn’t been able to fully enjoy the thrill of exploring the secret realm.

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“Brother, don’t… I’ll change, don’t leave…”

Bai Yu Mo suddenly sat up in bed, looking around in confusion. After a few seconds, she remembered that she had exhausted her spiritual energy fighting the demoness and was now resting in bed.

It felt like ages since she had slept so soundly, and now she had a nightmare to boot.