“Brother... um, Bai Feng, you should really get some rest.”

She murmured softly, revealing a hint of her innermost thoughts.

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**Chapter 110: Let’s Just Beat Up Li Ming and Throw Him Out**

“Miss, the disciple from Chuan Yun Sect says he wants to take you away. How should I respond?”

Xiao Yu walked into Chun Er’s room, holding tonight’s letter, and asked the girl who was reclining on the bed.

“Looks like there’s nothing left to squeeze out of him.”

Chun Er shook her head with a hint of boredom. She had thought that this so-called genius disciple from Chuan Yun Sect would have some connection with the city lord’s daughter, but it turned out that the person who had been kicked out by the city lord a few days ago was him.

Thus, she lost interest in him. She let Xiao Yu handle the subsequent letters on her own, and now that they had drained the last bit of value from him, he was of no use anymore.

“Then let’s find an excuse to call him over, and have the guards give him a good beating before throwing him out.”

“Just a beating?”

“If you have a better idea, I’m open to suggestions. I can leave the decision to you.” Chun Er glanced at Xiao Yu, who looked puzzled. “But I should remind you, this is a critical time. Don’t do anything that might expose our identities.”

Xiao Yu quickly nodded, “Understood…”

“Alright, you can go now.”

“Yes!”

Once Xiao Yu closed the door behind her, Chun Er turned her gaze to the tightly shut window.

Even without opening it to look outside, she knew there was a sycophant waiting out there.

In the past, she might have opened the window to tease him, enjoying the sight of his pathetic attempts to win her over, but now she had no interest in that.

According to the news from the scattered cultivators, the grand formation of Xuan Guang City was nearing a critical moment, and soon they would act alongside the people from the Central Continent’s Divine Lord.

Then she could…

“Bai Feng, you didn’t expect us to meet so soon, did you?”

She picked up a spirit fruit that resembled a cherry, her delicate tongue gently licking its surface.

Thinking back to their last encounter, a cold glint flickered in her enchanting eyes. She bit down hard, breaking the skin of the fruit, and savored the sweet juice until nothing remained but the skin. “This time, without the secret realm suppressing my cultivation, let’s see how you can escape my grasp.”

“You are destined to be my disciple!”

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“Yawn~~ That was a great sleep!”

Bai Feng stretched and lifted his head, only to find that the sky outside had already brightened.

He glanced down at the blanket covering him and remembered that Bai Yu Mo had been giving him a massage last night.

He really had slept for quite a long time.

Slowly sitting up from the sofa, he noticed Bai Yu Mo resting at the other end.

Huh? Did Bai Yu Mo stay the night instead of leaving?

“Brother, you’re awake?” At that moment, Bai Yu Mo opened her eyes and, before Bai Feng could voice his confusion, she asked him first, “Did you sleep well last night?”

Bai Feng nodded, “Yeah, it was great. I haven’t slept this well in a long time.”

“Then I’ll give you a massage every day from now on!” Bai Yu Mo suggested with a smile.

“Is that really necessary? You need to cultivate too.” Bai Feng waved his hand, rejecting the tempting offer. “Don’t let these little things interfere with your training.”

“I’ve been working hard on my cultivation every day,” Bai Yu Mo mumbled, but she didn’t seem disappointed, nor did she expect Bai Feng to agree.

So she continued, “How about I give you a massage during this time? After relieving your fatigue, you’ll have more energy the next day, right?”

“Alright, I guess that works. I’ll trouble you for a while then.” Bai Feng nodded, this time not refusing.

After all, building the grand formation was indeed exhausting.

“Great, it’s settled then.”

A triumphant smile appeared on Bai Yu Mo’s face, as if this was her true intention all along.

She then got up from the sofa and quickly headed to the kitchen. “Brother, what do you want to eat today?”

“Some noodles, I guess.”

Bai Feng thought for a few seconds before answering.

Bai Yu Mo skillfully tied on an apron and gathered her long hair into a ponytail. “Okay, please wait a moment.”

Watching Bai Yu Mo enter the kitchen, Bai Feng suddenly remembered that he hadn’t asked her why she hadn’t gone back to rest.

After pondering for a moment, he walked to the kitchen door. Seeing Bai Yu Mo busy inside, he felt a bit strange about the scene; it felt somewhat…

“Brother? What’s wrong? Do you want something else?” Bai Yu Mo turned around, looking at him curiously. “If you need help, you don’t have to worry. I can handle it myself!”

Bai Feng was interrupted and stopped his thoughts. He shook his head and asked, “No, I just wanted to know, didn’t you go back to rest last night?”

“Oh, that…” Bai Yu Mo slightly averted her gaze. After several seconds, she nodded and replied, “No, I didn’t go back last night.”

Then she quickly added, “Brother, you’ve been busy building the grand formation these past few days, so you might not know. The peak master of the Divine Sword Peak caught a group of scattered cultivators a few days ago. They seem to have connections with the demonic path, and I’m worried they won’t let us build the grand formation of Xuan Guang City. They might target you.”

“So!” Bai Yu Mo raised her head, hands on her hips, her tone leaving no room for argument. “I’ll be staying here with you for the next few days. It’s our agreement; I promised to protect you!”

‘Huh? You’re going to stay here for the next few days?’

Bai Feng pondered for a few seconds. Bai Yu Mo did have a point. Not to mention, he had two enemies in the demonic path, both of whom held significant positions.

Putting aside the demoness who tried to kidnap him to make him her disciple, there was also the Black Lotus from the Central Continent. After he disrupted her inheritance, they had a grudge, and he didn’t believe she would let such a good opportunity slip by.

So he nodded, “Then I’ll trouble you.”

A smile crept onto Bai Yu Mo’s face.

“I’ll help you tidy up another empty room tonight. For now, you can sleep next door.”

Bai Yu Mo’s smile faded.

She stubbornly countered, “No way! If something happens, I won’t be able to get to you in time if I’m next door! I can sleep on the floor; if it comes to that, I can use a cushion. I can meditate in the corner of the room and won’t disturb your sleep.”

“You’re making it sound like I’m mistreating you.” Bai Feng’s lips twitched, but seeing how much Bai Yu Mo cared for him made him quite happy. “How about this? I’ll stay in the living room and cultivate with you. I also want to practice my sword techniques more; I’ve been so busy with the formation that I’ve almost forgotten how to wield a sword.”

Though Bai Yu Mo felt a bit disappointed, this outcome was already quite good. One step at a time.

So she nodded, “Alright, Brother, if you have any questions, feel free to ask me. You can also practice with me.”

“Then I won’t hold back.”

Bai Feng hadn’t forgotten the other function of the Yin Yang Pattern.

He had spent so much time studying formations and rarely engaged in combat, so he had set aside that other function.

But now was the perfect time to use it. With the replication of the Yin Yang Pattern and the fragments of swordsmanship, he was confident he could learn Bai Yu Mo’s sword techniques quite well before the battle began.

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**Chapter 111: Welcome Home, Master…**

“Another day’s work done, I’m so tired!”

Bai Feng stretched his arms and relaxed his body. As the completion of the grand formation progressed, the difficulty of construction didn’t decrease; in fact, it only increased.

He felt as if he hadn’t slept for two or three days after finishing his part.

He had thought that with his mastery of formations, building a grand formation wouldn’t be too difficult, if not easy.

But now he realized he was mistaken.

He could indeed understand the design of the grand formation, even with many structures reflecting Liu Meng’s personal style added in. After some thought, he could grasp their meanings.

The problem was that his cultivation level couldn’t keep up. His master, Liu Meng, hadn’t taken a break since the construction began, continuously working on the formation, while he was exhausted after just one day of work.

“I still need to keep improving my cultivation!”

Bai Feng sighed. He hadn’t stopped cultivating, and he took the elixirs the sect provided him every month, but unfortunately, his talent was average, and his progress was quite slow.

To quickly raise his cultivation, the only thing he could rely on was the system.

But the issue was that his goal for improving his cultivation was to stay alive, while the system only wanted to stuff him with luck points that could cost him his life.

In the end, even if his cultivation improved, his hatred value would max out, and then it would be the world’s luckiest children teaming up to take him down as a big boss.

Just thinking about it was terrifying!

“Guess I’ll just take it slow.”