She wanted to lift her hand to rub her heavy head, but in the next moment, she realized she was holding Bai Feng's hand, who was resting by the edge of the bed.

“Brother…”

The fear brought on by her nightmare instantly dissipated. She lowered her head slightly, and suddenly thought of something. She quickly raised her gaze to the corner of the room, where she found Su Lanqian had also fallen asleep, leaning against the wall.

Her eyes returned to Bai Feng, and her heart raced. She leaned down a bit, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally pressed a gentle kiss on the back of Bai Feng's hand.

“Thank you.”

Her cheeks flushed slightly as she straightened up and carefully laid Bai Feng back down on the bed to rest.

Looking at Bai Feng lying beside her, a satisfied smile crept onto her face. Although she wanted to savor this moment, she worried about what would happen if Bai Feng woke up unexpectedly.

And there was also an outsider in the room; it wouldn’t be good if they found out.

“I should heat the porridge again.”

Bai Yu Mo quietly slipped out of bed, having learned from her previous experience. This time, she left a trace of sword intent by the bedside before quickly taking the now-cold porridge from the table and exiting the room.

As soon as she left, Su Lanqian suddenly opened her eyes and lowered her head, trembling slightly. Why did it feel like the relationship between these siblings was a bit strange? What if Bai Yu Mo found out she hadn’t actually been asleep? Would she silence her?

…

“Su Shijie, can you set up the formation now?”

Bai Feng stood amidst the ruins of a building, having begun preparations for the formation as soon as he woke up.

Although this was their temporary camp, he noticed the terrain was favorable and planned to set up several formations to transform the camp into a stronghold. This way, if any disciples were injured while exploring the secret realm, they could come here to recuperate.

Most importantly, having a formation would help guard against the demoness sneaking in again.

“If it’s near you, I should be able to,” Su Lanqian replied, her head lowered, looking much like she always did.

“Great, then I’ll need your help to carve the formation,” Bai Feng nodded. “I’ll handle the overall layout, and you can help with the details since I can’t see too clearly right now.”

Though he could use his divine sense to assist in carving the formation, it was better not to rely on it for too long since his eyesight hadn’t fully recovered.

Because of this, he couldn’t merge the Yin-Yang pattern fragments he had obtained earlier. He had hoped that merging them would help restore his eyesight.

“Okay.”

After Su Lanqian agreed, Bai Feng began explaining the formation he intended to set up.

It was a composite overlapping formation, interlocking several fourth-grade formations and one fifth-grade formation, with the primary function of identifying the identity of those who entered.

Additionally, he planned to reference the terrain formation—trap (fragment) to modify the formation further.

“Alright, let’s get started.” Bai Feng stretched his body. To motivate Su Lanqian, he added, “Once we succeed, I can promise you one thing I can do.”

Su Lanqian paused for a moment, then lowered her head and made a very soft sound, “Mm.”

As Bai Feng focused on constructing the formation, a sudden commotion erupted in the camp. Several disciples rushed in, carrying someone who was covered in horrific wounds, their Tianjian Sect robes nearly soaked in blood.

It seemed the injured person had regained consciousness from the jostling, and with a hoarse voice, he shouted to those in the camp, “Quick! Go save Lin Yan Shidi and Luo Chen Shixiong!”

Chapter 67: Which Senior Left Behind This Gold Coin Trap?

“Roar!!”

At that moment, a roar echoed from outside the camp. It was a black-and-white tiger with two tails.

Its sharp claws were stained with dark red blood, and several strips of cloth hung from them, clearly indicating that the injured disciple had been harmed by this beast.

“Is that a Yuanying-level demon beast?”

“Damn it! How dare it injure our Tianjian Sect disciples!”

“Not good, it’s charging over! Stop it!”

The demon beast charged directly toward the camp, targeting the injured disciple, prompting everyone to intervene.

In an instant, sword energy flew, and the roars of the beast mixed with cries of battle.

“This demon beast…” Yu Yao stood not far away, her expression grave. “Why does it resemble the two demon beasts that blocked our way?”

It was using only its physical strength, without any spiritual energy.

Logically, a Yuanying-level demon beast should be able to speak like a human, so why did it behave like an ordinary wild beast?

Could it be that Ye Tang hadn’t died?

Meanwhile, Bai Feng also paused his formation work, having noticed the demon beast that had invaded the camp. His brows furrowed.

Why didn’t this Yuanying-level demon beast have divine sense either?

Could it be that Ye Tang had revived? If so, he would really be angry.

No, it could also be that strange weapon. If Ye Tang had obtained it in the secret realm, there might be more than one in there.

“Brother, there’s a demon beast invading. Please stay close to me.”

While Bai Feng was deep in thought, Bai Yu Mo hurried to his side.

“This demon beast is just like the ones Ye Tang commanded,” Bai Feng said.

“What?” Bai Yu Mo was momentarily stunned, her brows knitting together. “Does that mean Ye Tang isn’t dead?”

Bai Feng shook his head. “The chances are low. I burned him to ashes. What I’m worried about is something else.”

Bai Yu Mo’s expression turned serious. She understood what Bai Feng meant—there was a high possibility that someone else knew how to control demon beasts and had set their sights on the Tianjian Sect.

“Yu Mo, please help deal with the demon beast. Try not to use Tianjian; I’m worried there might be more than one.”

“But the demoness might still be nearby…”

Bai Yu Mo hesitated. If she went to confront the demon beast, Bai Feng’s safety would be hard to guarantee.

“Just keep the other disciples away from me,” Bai Feng said, no longer taking his time. He joined the team carving the formation. “I can recognize you, but I might not be able to identify the other disciples. As long as they don’t come close, I won’t be in danger. Right now, the most important thing is to finish the formation quickly.”

After he spoke, there was a long pause without a response. He instinctively looked up and found Bai Yu Mo staring at him, a bit dazed.

“What’s wrong?”

“Ah… um, nothing.” Bai Yu Mo seemed to snap back to reality, quickly shaking her head. She lowered her head, feeling her cheeks warm slightly. “Let’s do as you say, Brother!”

With that, she turned and hurried away.

Bai Feng: “?”

He hadn’t said anything strange, had he?

On the other side, Bai Yu Mo relayed the message—Bai Feng was constructing the formation, and it was a critical moment, so other disciples were prohibited from approaching.

She glanced back at Bai Feng’s direction, placing a hand lightly on her chest, feeling her heart race a little faster.

Although Bai Feng thought it was a perfectly normal statement—after all, he could identify the child of destiny through the system—this carried a different meaning for her.

Did this mean she held a special place in Bai Feng’s heart? Would she not be easily replaced by others?

Meanwhile, outside the camp.

“Oh dear, I didn’t expect to stumble upon such an unexpected find. Which senior from the demonic path left this behind?”

The Hundred-Faced Saintess looked at the dazed demon beast, a playful smile creeping onto her face.

She turned to glance in Bai Feng’s direction. Although Bai Yu Mo was currently battling the Yuanying-level demon beast, Bai Feng was left unprotected, making it seem like the perfect opportunity to approach.

Yet, she felt that this was the most dangerous moment. As someone who often toyed with others, she knew that the more tempting the situation, the more cautious one should be.

Moreover, Bai Feng was quite cunning; this could very well be a trap to lure her into action.

“Better to check out which senior this is first.”

After pondering for a while, the Hundred-Faced Saintess decided to forgo this seemingly enticing opportunity. After all, there was plenty of time. For now, she would go see which senior was dropping gold coins.

…

“It seems we’ve failed.”

A figure cloaked in black, with a mask covering their face, spoke to another similarly dressed individual.

The other person sounded somewhat dissatisfied. “You couldn’t even stop a Yuanying-level demon beast?”

“You know as well as I do that among the four sects, the Tianjian Sect has the strongest combat power. Besides, the demon beasts we controlled have lost most of their abilities and are left with only their fighting instincts.”

“Ha! If it weren’t for that arrogant Ye Tang borrowing three Yuanying-level demon beasts, we wouldn’t be in such a passive position.”

“People are dead now; what’s the use of saying this?”

“What a waste! Can’t even handle a mere early-stage Jindan disciple. I really don’t know how he was chosen by the Divine Monarch.”