"The team competition is going to be more complex. We won't impose any restrictions on either side, which means you can start sabotaging the opponent's formation even before it's completed. You can also choose to avoid interference and only challenge each other at the end, or you can destroy the opponent's formation after yours is built."

‘They actually passed.’

A smile crept onto Bai Feng's lips. He had proposed these rules, but he never expected them to be fully accepted. Initially, he just hoped to separate the competition into individual and team events, allowing him to avoid Yu Ping'an from the Fengling Sect.

"Then, for the first match, it will be Tianjian Sect against Taichu Holy Land."

‘Taichu Holy Land, huh? I remember their formations are quite standard—not particularly outstanding, but they don't have any glaring weaknesses either.’

After pondering for a few seconds, Bai Feng stood up and walked toward the prepared arena.

To keep Yu Ping'an from the Fengling Sect off balance, he would only participate in the individual matches until he faced them.

"Are you Bai Shixiong, the formation genius from Tianjian Sect? It's an honor to meet you!"

The formation master from Taichu Holy Land was a long-haired man, resembling a gentle scholar.

"You know me?"

Bai Feng was a bit surprised. Although his talent in formations was indeed impressive and he had taken Liu Meng as his master, that was mostly known in the Northern Region. Outside of it, not many people were aware of him, especially since he hadn't done anything particularly famous.

"I did a thorough investigation on the genius formation master who created the recording device," the Taichu Holy Land formation master said with a smile, nodding. "After all, the recording device you made is quite popular among our junior sisters and brothers."

"Well, that's quite an honor."

Bai Feng hadn't expected that to be the reason, but it wasn't necessarily a good thing for him. Should he consider using a pseudonym for his next product?

As the competition began, the two stopped with the pleasantries and got serious about crafting their formations.

‘I shouldn't bully them too much. Let's go with a simpler sixth-grade formation; using "Qian Zhen" would be too much.’

Bai Feng selected his materials and quickly began assembling the basic framework, as if he were building not a complex formation but a pile of Lego blocks.

The Taichu Holy Land formation master glanced at Bai Feng's continuously improving formation. Judging by the complexity of the patterns and the materials used, it was clear that his opponent was crafting at least a sixth-grade formation.

He had thought that being able to create a fifth-grade formation capable of blocking Yuanying at the peak of Jindan was impressive, but compared to a true genius, the gap was simply too vast.

"I concede."

The Taichu Holy Land formation master sighed, putting down his materials and raising his hand in surrender.

There was no point in continuing; forcing it would only lead to humiliation.

"This match goes to Bai Feng!"

Meanwhile, Yu Ping'an in the audience wore a more serious expression—being able to create a sixth-grade formation meant Bai Feng wasn't just wasting his energy on recording devices.

But he wasn't the only one capable of crafting sixth-grade formations!

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Chapter 170: Am I Really Going to Fight Yu Ping'an?

Bai Feng returned to his seat and looked at Su Lanqian, who was getting up. He smiled and encouraged her, "Don't be nervous. You've got this!"

Since Liu Meng had joined Tianjian Sect, Su Lanqian naturally followed suit as her disciple. It was only fitting that she would represent Tianjian Sect in battle.

Next, Su Lanqian would participate in the team competition, and with her help, Tianjian Sect should have a solid chance of winning.

"Okay." Su Lanqian nodded, then hesitantly asked, "Um, could I have one of your items? Anything that isn't too personal will do..."

Although she wasn't currently troubled by her inner demons, perhaps due to a habit formed earlier, holding Bai Feng's item always calmed her down.

"Sure."

Bai Feng didn't say much more, reaching into his storage bag to pull out a jade pendant. This was one he had made in bulk when Su Lanqian needed his items to suppress her inner demons, and he still had plenty left.

"Thank you." She quickly took it and placed the pendant just above her chest.

Bai Feng added a few more words, "Once you're up there, don't hold back. Say what you need to say and bring out your former spirit!"

"Mm!"

Su Lanqian nodded vigorously.

She turned around, took a deep breath, feeling the lingering aura from the pendant. Her expression shifted from one of restraint and timidity to a renewed confidence.

At that moment, Yu Ping'an, who was contemplating how to defeat Bai Feng in the individual match, noticed Su Lanqian stepping onto the stage. His expression momentarily froze before a smile crept onto his face.

He had guessed correctly; Bai Feng had indeed neglected his formation talent. What stronger evidence could there be than Su Shijie regaining her confidence?

Perhaps Master Liu had even given up on him, but due to the conditions of Tianjian Sect, Su Shijie and Master Liu had stayed.

In his imagination, the team competition between Tianjian Sect and Taichu Holy Land began.

However, since both sides were participating for the first time, they played it conservatively. Most were focused on building their formations, occasionally sending a few members to harass the opponent, but it was mostly just tossing weapons from a distance, causing little trouble.

But this peaceful situation didn't last long. Under Su Lanqian's command, the disciples of Tianjian Sect quickly completed their formation. They left a few disciples to guard their base while the rest charged into Taichu Holy Land's territory.

Su Lanqian's eyes sparkled with a faint blue light as she took out a brush she hadn't used in a long time, which quickly grew larger in her hand.

"I'm marking the formation nodes; you all attack."

She turned and called out to the Tianjian Sect disciples behind her.

"Yes!"

"Got it!"

After receiving their responses, she stepped forward, "I need a few people to come with me!"

With that, she charged directly toward the alert disciples of Taichu Holy Land.

Bai Feng nodded slightly from the sidelines, impressed that Su Lanqian was performing even better than he had imagined.

Now, even if he withdrew his consciousness from her sea of consciousness, she should be able to suppress her inner demons.

‘It was definitely the right choice to have Su Lanqian learn Xianwen.’

Bai Feng thought to himself.

After all, he could only suppress her inner demons, but the flaws in her heart still existed. If she couldn't confront and fix those flaws, she would remain the same as before—only without the constant worry of her inner demons bothering her.

From Su Lanqian's current display of confidence, it was clear that she no longer harbored serious flaws.

This was likely due to the confidence gained from learning Xianwen.

At that moment, Su Lanqian, under the protection of the Tianjian Sect disciples, had already marked the formation nodes of Taichu Holy Land.

She set down her brush and watched as the nearly completed formation began to crumble, slowly exhaling a breath—she hoped she hadn't let Bai Feng down.

She reached for the jade pendant around her neck, instinctively glancing toward Bai Feng's position. He seemed to notice her, smiling and giving her a thumbs-up, which made her smile in return.

Yes... from now on, she would be the unique genius in Bai Feng's heart.

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The first match was undoubtedly won by Tianjian Sect.

The remaining sects and holy lands participating in the formation competition were only Fengling Sect and Daoxuan Holy Land.

While other holy lands and sects had some formation talents, most were like the former Tianjian Sect—capable but not particularly skilled, so they naturally wouldn't step up to humiliate themselves.

‘If I remember correctly, Daoxuan Holy Land is quite mysterious, just like Tianyan Holy Land, and has the fewest disciples among the four major holy lands.’

Bai Feng mused.

However, he believed there was no suspense in this match; Fengling Sect was bound to win. After all, Fengling Sect was founded on formations, and formations were their bread and butter. Plus, with the Child of Destiny leading them, the victory might be a bit thrilling, but losing was out of the question.

And the developments unfolded just as he had anticipated. Yu Ping'an easily crafted a sixth-grade formation in the individual match, defeating the disciples of Daoxuan Holy Land with ease. The team competition was a bit more thrilling, dragging on until both sides' formations were complete, ultimately ending with Daoxuan Holy Land failing to breach the formation set by Fengling Sect.

Next up was the match between the two victors: Tianjian Sect and Fengling Sect.

Bai Feng looked toward Fengling Sect, where Yu Ping'an was also looking back at him. Even before the match began, the tension in the air was palpable.

Then, both stood up simultaneously and walked toward the competition arena.

But just as Yu Ping'an stepped onto the stage, Bai Feng suddenly came to a halt.