At that moment, Bai Yumo was indeed feeling disgusted, especially since her own moves had been countered in such a ridiculous manner by her opponent, which only fueled her anger.

But before she could continue her assault, Yun Yueyao suddenly extended her hand. "I concede."

"What do you mean?"

Bai Yumo furrowed her brows. After all this fighting, she hadn’t even touched her opponent yet! This didn’t look like someone who was about to lose, did it?

"Because I just calculated that I would lose terribly," Yun Yueyao said, shaking her head with a hint of sadness. "Since I can't win anyway, it's better to concede directly. Besides, I already gave it my all when I was dealing with your attacks."

"…"

Bai Yumo felt a nagging suspicion that Yun Yueyao was lying. She had clearly been handling the fight with ease, and it seemed like she could even see the future. How could she possibly be at such a disadvantage?

"And rather than waste my energy on internal strife, it's better to use it to protect Bai Feng," Yun Yueyao added with a smile. "Now that I've seen your strength, I feel much more at ease."

"…"

After a few seconds of silence, Bai Yumo nodded. Protecting Bai Feng was indeed more important. As for Yun Yueyao, she would find another opportunity to defeat her later!

Speaking of which, Yun Yueyao had taken Bai Feng's first kiss. How could she possibly win against her in any other way?

She instinctively thought of Bai Feng's bedroom, and then…

Bai Yumo quickly interrupted her wandering thoughts.

Well, some things were better taken slowly!

But just thinking about Yun Yueyao's actions made her ponder the feasibility of this situation.

If Yun Yueyao got ahead of her in this regard, then she… No, she absolutely couldn’t let that happen!

After the battle ended, Bai Feng glanced at the system, and as expected, there was a new notification, though the content was a bit strange:

【Ding, detected that the Child of Fortune is competing for the host... The Child of Fortune is protecting... In short, Bai Yumo and Yun Yueyao have clashed due to the host, reward: +10 Fortune Points, +1 to all attributes.】

It seemed that Bai Yumo and Yun Yueyao's battle had left the system a bit confused.

If you can’t understand it, don’t shove Fortune Points in! Who’s going to be disgusted by 10 points of Fortune?

After grumbling about the system, he turned his attention to Bai Yumo, who had been deep in thought with her head down since stepping off the stage. Not only was she lost in thought, but her ears were also flushed, and whenever her eyes inadvertently met his, she would quickly look away.

It felt like she wasn’t contemplating anything serious.

"Yumo, what’s wrong?"

"Ah!" Bai Yumo quickly lifted her head, her eyes avoiding Bai Feng's gaze. She spoke in a slightly flustered tone, "Nothing, nothing at all! Just thinking about how to win against Yun Yueyao next time."

Bai Feng observed her flustered demeanor and felt that her idea of "winning" didn’t seem to refer to a battle.

"…What kind of winning are we talking about?"

"…Just, you know, winning!" Bai Yumo lowered her head, feeling quite guilty.

"…"

Great, it was confirmed. The "winning" Bai Yumo was talking about was definitely not anything serious.

Looks like he would have to lock the door when he went to sleep from now on.

"Stop overthinking it." Bai Feng reached out and lightly tapped her head with his hand in a playful manner. "You need to rest up; the next opponents won’t be as easy as the last ones."

"Yes." Bai Yumo obediently cradled her head in her arms.

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Chapter 169: Little Junior Brother, Leave Me Some Room to Maneuver!

As the competition progressed, the number of participating disciples dwindled, with most of the remaining ones being Children of Fortune.

In the next match, Lin Yan faced off against the Holy Son of the Taichu Sacred Land. He fought to a standstill using his self-created techniques, and both of them lost their fighting capabilities in the ensuing explosion.

Perhaps because of this, the sects of the Northern Region and the Central State realized that the remaining disciples were all of similar strength. Even if one side won, it would be a pyrrhic victory, rendering them unable to participate in the next match. This contradicted their purpose for holding the competition, so they decided to change the final match format.

The remaining disciples would be restricted from using spiritual power, focusing instead on their understanding of the Dao and their techniques.

Although this would reduce the excitement of the competition, the higher-ups of the sects and sacred lands didn’t want to return with a bunch of severely injured disciples after the matches.

Under these new rules, Bai Yumo, possessing the Immortal Bone, had a significant advantage, especially since her understanding of the sword path far exceeded that of others.

On the stage, the Yaochi Saintess looked at Bai Yumo and smiled. "I've heard about you for a long time and have always wanted to meet you."

Bai Yumo narrowed her eyes slightly, sensing the underlying meaning in her words. "Let’s talk about this after the competition."

"Just don’t refuse my visit then."

The Yaochi Saintess smiled, raising the long sword in her hand, though her grip was rather casual.

Bai Yumo said nothing and drew her long sword, charging at the Yaochi Saintess.

In the next moment, the sword in the Yaochi Saintess's hand was sent flying, but then a smirk appeared on her lips as she transformed her hand into a palm and struck directly at Bai Yumo.

Bai Yumo remained unfazed. She had observed during their previous battles that the Yaochi Saintess merely swung her sword haphazardly, sometimes not even using it at all. At that moment, she had guessed that the sword was merely for show.

She raised her left hand and struck at the Yaochi Saintess, the power of her body refinement technique revealing its might as she sent her flying.

The Yaochi Saintess stood at the edge of the arena, rubbing her reddened hand and muttering softly, "How rude."

As Bai Yumo approached, she quickly raised her hands and called out, "I concede, I concede!"

Her opponent's swordsmanship was exquisite, and her physical strength was monstrous, leaving no apparent weaknesses. She was just here for a competition, not a life-and-death battle—why exert herself so much?

"Thank you for the match."

Bai Yumo cupped her hands in respect. She didn’t leave but instead waited for the last opponent to take the stage.

Bai Feng glanced at the system, which didn’t pop up any notifications, and he felt a sense of relief.

It seemed that this competition wouldn’t count as oppression against the Children of Fortune. However, there should be a prerequisite, such as having no connection to the opponent. If it were Yu Ping'an from the Fengling Sect, the system probably wouldn’t be so compliant.

After all, even during Bai Yumo and Yun Yueyao's battle, the system had found a way to shove ten points of Fortune into his account.

"Uh… Is Yumo really that strong?"

Yuyou, sitting next to Bai Feng, whispered as she watched Bai Yumo on stage.

How could even the Yaochi Saintess not withstand a few moves?

"What? Are you scared already?" Bai Feng glanced at Yuyou. "You can still back out now."

"Hmph, as if! I’m not the kind of person to back out at the last minute!" Yuyou waved her hand dismissively, appearing unconcerned. "It’s great that Yumo is getting stronger; that way, my own strength will improve faster too!"

"I'll remember that." Bai Feng took out a recording device with a smile.

"…Little Junior Brother, leave me some room to maneuver!"

Yuyou quickly reached out to snatch the recording device, but given her height, it was a bit challenging.

"As long as you can hold on for three days, I’ll give you the recording device," Bai Feng said, holding it up with one hand while pressing down on Yuyou's head with the other.

Upon hearing Bai Feng's words, Yuyou immediately calmed down. "Ha! Just three days? You’re underestimating me!"

"Then how about seven days?"

Seeing Bai Feng change his tune, Yuyou quickly shook her head. "No, just three days! You said it, so you can’t change it!"

While the two were chatting, Bai Yumo had already defeated her last opponent, claiming first place in the competition.

Bai Feng wasn’t surprised by the outcome. Even if the rules hadn’t changed midway, Bai Yumo would have only faced a slightly tougher challenge.

After all, Bai Yumo had completely fused with the Immortal Bone and had also practiced the body refinement technique, a celestial method. What could these Children of Fortune possibly compare with her?

"It seems the next match will be a formation competition!" Yuyou turned to Bai Feng. "This is your stage now; aim to bring back a first place just like Yumo!"

"Let’s see what the rules for this round are," Bai Feng waved his hand, hoping that the competition rules he had previously suggested would be selected, allowing him to avoid facing Yu Ping'an, the Child of Fortune from the Fengling Sect.

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"Finally, the moment has arrived!"

Yu Ping'an clenched his fists.

Especially when he thought about how he had been toyed with during the secret realm, the differing attitudes of Senior Sister Su towards both sides, and the rumors circulating within the sect during this time, he felt an even stronger urge to defeat this person to prove himself as the true genius of formations in the Northern Region!

And that moment was finally approaching.

At this time, the elder in charge of the formation competition stepped forward, clearing his throat to address the crowd. "Ahem, for this formation competition, we will be making some changes. It will be divided into individual matches and team matches. The rules for the individual matches are quite simple: just like before, both sides will have a limited time to create a complete formation, and then they will attempt to break through each other's formations."