At this moment, Liu Meng paused her work on the grand formation and glanced at Bai Feng, who was resting in a chair. Instead of feeling displeased, she was somewhat astonished.

She had brought Bai Feng along to help construct the formation, not only to teach him how to build it but also to gauge his limits. She wanted to see just how far he could go.

Thus, she deliberately did not lower the difficulty of his tasks, expecting that he would only last a day or two before falling behind. To her surprise, he had managed to keep up until today, when he finally had to take a break.

If it weren't for his low cultivation level, she suspected that Bai Feng could very well match her pace in constructing the formation.

What an extraordinary talent he possessed.

Chapter 109: Coward, I Dare to Dream!

After her moment of reflection, Liu Meng realized that Bai Feng was not just a prodigy; unlike Su Lanqian, who had relied on her talent and often slacked off, Bai Feng was incredibly diligent. He not only studied formation knowledge every day but also, after receiving the inheritance from the Qian Zhen Sect, created a portable formation disk based on the concept of "Qian Zhen" (Thousand Formations).

She understood how difficult it was to establish a new system from the now mature and refined formation framework. It required not only extensive knowledge but also constant trial and error. Yet, he had achieved it—this was not something that could be dismissed as mere talent.

"Hey, would you like some tea?"

A voice from afar pulled her from her thoughts. She turned to see her direct disciple, Su Lanqian, but the words were directed at Bai Feng, who was lounging in the chair.

Watching their interaction, a smile crept onto her lips. It seemed that staying at the Tianjian Sect had indeed been the right choice.

Unfortunately for Su Lanqian, she had encountered a genius who completely overshadowed her in talent, but fortunately, that genius was Bai Feng.

Liu Meng had noticed the help Bai Feng provided to Su Lanqian. She watched as Su Lanqian slowly emerged from her shell and began to study formations again, their relationship gradually improving.

Having such a talented ally was undoubtedly a stroke of luck for Su Lanqian.

Once Su Lanqian overcame her inner demons with Bai Feng's influence and assistance, she would surely go much further than her master.

At this moment, Su Lanqian was unaware of the high hopes Liu Meng had for her. She reached out to take the empty teacup, her eyes instinctively glancing at the rim before she secretly tucked it into her storage bag.

Her storage bag was now filled with items that Bai Feng had used.

...

Night fell, and while many had already retired for the evening, some were just beginning their night lives.

"Miss Chun'er! I'm your dog!"

"Why is Dog Brother calling so early this time?"

"Sigh, I just want to see Miss Chun'er in white silk."

"Heretic! Miss Chun'er should be bare-legged. I can't even imagine how delicious it would be to lick her smooth, fair thighs!"

"Coward, I dare to dream!"

"Bare legs to lick, white silk to lick—only then can it be considered wholesome!"

The flower boat was as lively as ever, with Li Ming still sitting in a secluded corner, gently swirling a cup of tea in his hand.

Through several days of correspondence, his relationship with Miss Chun'er had grown increasingly better.

Unfortunately, Miss Chun'er still harbored fantasies about the City Lord's Mansion. In her replies, she occasionally expressed hope that the people there could help her. He had written back, scolding the City Lord's Mansion and sharing his own experiences, and sure enough, she stopped mentioning them afterward.

However, he soon understood Miss Chun'er's thoughts. So, he subtly mentioned in his letters that even without the City Lord's Mansion's help, he could assist her in leaving the flower boat, allowing her to regain her freedom and live her own life.

Although Miss Chun'er did not agree in her reply, she revealed some of the power dynamics behind the flower boat, advising him not to act impulsively.

Clearly, Miss Chun'er was worried about him. She cared for him... cough!

Li Ming cleared his throat. He was not that shallow; he simply couldn't bear to see a woman with dreams and aspirations trapped on the flower boat.

'I'm running low on money. While I could make spirit tools to sell, that would mean losing the chance to write to Chun'er.' He scanned the people on the flower boat, feeling quite confident about rescuing her. 'I should tell Chun'er tonight so she can prepare in advance.'

As for Gu Yueqing, that sycophant of the Tianjian Sect, he would not let that stop him this time—he was determined to rescue Miss Chun'er from her suffering!

With that, he called over a maid and handed her the tip for the night.

Meanwhile, Bai Feng was deep in thought, staring at a small map.

According to the news from the flying birds, Li Ming was indeed at the brothel, and it seemed he was quite taken with it.

During the day, he had seen Li Ming hiding away to craft spirit tools, and at night, he brought those tools to the flower boat, tipping a top courtesan named Chun'er.

That name sounded familiar. Could it be a new alias for that enchantress?

But the peak master of the Divine Sword Peak had already scoured the city inside and out, including the flower boat, the most likely hideout for demonic cultivators.

Was it a coincidence?

Hmm, it would be wise to send more birds to keep an eye on the flower boat.

Now was a critical time for constructing the grand formation. If the demonic cultivators dared to attack, it would likely be in the coming days.

"Brother, dinner's ready!"

Bai Yu Mo emerged from the kitchen, carrying a plate of food. Originally, the guest room had no kitchen, so she had specially arranged for a new one to be installed.

Her reasoning was simple—she believed using someone else's kitchen would disturb them, and delivering food would be inconvenient, so it was better to have her own kitchen for cooking.

Bai Feng thought her reasoning made sense, so he let her have her way.

"Brother, you seem a bit tired lately. Is it because building the formation is too exhausting?"

Bai Yu Mo pulled out a chair beside Bai Feng and sat down, watching him.

"Yeah, after all, the grand formation is much more complex than ordinary formations, not to mention I have to balance my studies."

Bai Feng picked up a piece of marbled pork and put it in his mouth, savoring the familiar taste.

Having a sister who could cook was wonderful. Nothing felt better than coming home after a long day to a hot meal.

Bai Yu Mo pondered for a moment before extending her hand and suggesting, "How about I give you a shoulder massage after you finish eating?"

"Sure," Bai Feng nodded. "I did spend most of the day carving formation patterns, so my shoulders are a bit sore."

"Leave it to me! I specifically read books on massage!" Bai Yu Mo said with a confident smile. "If you ever feel tired, you can come to me for a massage!"

Seeing her confidence, Bai Feng chuckled, "I’ll definitely look forward to that."

After dinner...

"Brother, just lie down here," Bai Yu Mo said, patting the soft cushion on the sofa, where a pillow was placed. "And take off your shirt."

"Take off my shirt?"

Bai Feng had thought she would just help him with a shoulder rub while sitting in a chair, but it seemed Bai Yu Mo was taking this quite seriously.

"Of course! The effect will be much better without clothes." Bai Yu Mo walked right in front of him and began to help him unbutton his shirt. "It’s just your top; I’m still your sister. There’s nothing to be shy about."

"Wait, I can do it myself."

Bai Feng quickly waved his hand to interrupt. He removed his long robe and the white shirt underneath, then lay down on the sofa.

Seeing Bai Yu Mo's eager expression, he didn't want to dampen her enthusiasm.

"Alright, I'm starting now!" Bai Yu Mo suppressed her excitement, took a deep breath, and placed her warmed hands on Bai Feng's back. "If you feel tired, you can rest for a bit."

"Mm..."

Bai Feng responded absentmindedly, feeling her warm little hands gently pressing on his back and shoulders. Although she was a bit clumsy at times, overall, the massage felt quite pleasant.

At first, her pressure was either too strong or too light, but after a while, Bai Yu Mo became more skilled. The pressure was just right—not painful, but firm enough to relieve the soreness, teetering on the edge of discomfort.

Indeed, a genius is a genius, no matter where they are.

Gradually, under Bai Yu Mo's massage, Bai Feng relaxed, and a wave of drowsiness began to wash over him.

So, he simply lay on the sofa and dozed off.

Noticing this, Bai Yu Mo softened her touch. Her fingers glided gently over Bai Feng's back, a satisfied smile creeping onto her lips. She quickly wiped the smile away and checked her mouth to ensure she hadn’t made a funny face before continuing to knead Bai Feng's shoulders.