Chapter 279: Bai Suxi, the Protagonist’s Script, and the Appearance of the Demonic Shadow!

Time flew by.

Two months later, Meng Changqing arrived within the Lan Domain.

During these two months, although one focused on cultivating and the other on healing, leaving little time for conversation, the two slowly became more familiar with each other.

Their favorability had even increased by one star.

However, due to the lack of personal space, Meng Changqing naturally couldn’t select or merge attributes. He could only plan to deal with this after delivering his companion to her destination.

“Have you heard? A shocking event occurred in the Blade and Sword Forest, an ancient site!” In a tavern, someone spoke excitedly.

“What happened?” The crowd instantly became curious.

The Blade and Sword Forest wasn’t just any ancient site. It was considered medium-to-high tier, often attracting even Holy Land disciples during its openings in search of opportunities.

“A battle broke out between the prodigies of the righteous and demonic factions. In the past, the righteous side always had the upper hand.

“But this time, things were completely different.

“The righteous side was utterly defeated!

“Even the true disciples of the Zhengyi Holy Land were completely wiped out by the new demonic leader, Bai Suxi. Not a single one was spared!

“Among them were quite a few who ranked on the Earth Rankings!”

“What?!” The moment these words fell, the entire tavern fell silent.

Everyone’s faces were filled with shock. Those were the true disciples of Zhengyi Holy Land, the elite of the younger generation!

And now they had been crushed by a demonic prodigy, even killed inside the ancient site!

“Bai Suxi must be insane, daring to kill the true disciples of Zhengyi Holy Land! Isn’t she afraid of retribution from the Holy Land?”

“Indeed, her boldness is truly outrageous. I heard that some of the top young experts of Zhengyi Holy Land have already emerged from seclusion, determined to hunt down Bai Suxi and take her life!”

“It seems like the demonic faction has been preparing in secret and is now making a major comeback.”

“What’s the point? Zhengyi Holy Land’s power is absolute, unrivaled in the cultivation world. Forget ten demonic sects, even twenty wouldn’t stand a chance!”

As discussions broke out, Meng Changqing sat by the window, lightly sipping his tea before setting the cup down.

Who would’ve thought that taking a short rest would lead to hearing such news?

Bai Suxi.

He remembered Xu Fengquan mentioning her before she entered the Blade and Sword Forest.

Who would’ve guessed that she would cause such a commotion, even daring to kill Holy Land true disciples?

The retribution she would face in the future was beyond imagination.

“This is certainly the protagonist’s script,” Meng Changqing chuckled and shook his head.

“Do you know this Bai Suxi they’re talking about?” Feng Laiyi, seated across from him, asked casually.

Her beauty naturally drew gazes from all around, but the pressure she exuded deterred anyone from approaching.

“You guess.” Meng Changqing replied.

“You’re like a child, still playing guessing games…” Feng Laiyi rolled her eyes.

Her complexion had improved significantly as her injuries healed, her radiant features accentuating her mature charm, akin to a perfectly ripened peach — both enticing and fragrant.

Over the course of their interactions, Meng Changqing had come to a realization: figures like Feng Laiyi, who held the title of Human Royal, rarely concerned themselves with worldly matters.

In other words, she wouldn’t care about things like the rulers of the Southern Region, Genius Battles, or the opening of ancient sites.

Naturally, this meant she had no reason to know him, Meng Changqing.

“Another month or so, and we’ll reach this Huanglan Sky,” Meng Changqing remarked.

Feng Laiyi had chosen this destination for the rare spiritual herbs that could completely heal her injuries. This secret location was known to very few, herself included.

According to her, only three people were aware of it: herself, her senior sister, and now Meng Changqing.

As for what had happened in the demonic region, Feng Laiyi hadn’t disclosed much. After all, the two of them weren’t yet at the level of sharing everything with each other.

“Yes, one more month,” Feng Lanyi murmured as she gazed out of the window, her expression thoughtful.

Her injuries were deep-rooted and impossible to heal without those spiritual herbs. While her cultivation remained at the Royal Path Realm, exerting too much power could lead to dire consequences.

This month would be her most vulnerable time.

Even though she had only met this young man by chance, Feng Lauyi couldn’t deny that she felt an inexplicable sense of trust toward him — something even her senior sister couldn’t inspire.

“Let’s continue our journey, then,” Meng Changqing said with a smile, standing up.

Although young and merely at the Marquis Realm, he exuded a reassuring presence, as though everything would be fine as long as he was there.

“Alright.” Feng Laiyi’s eyes glimmered as she nodded.

The Qingyu Phoenix spread its wings, soaring toward the distant horizon.

—

Not long after, five figures appeared in the skies outside the city.

“That kid sure knows how to run!”

“Blame the Dongmen clan for gifting him a Qingyu Phoenix. It’s too fast!”

“You should be grateful. Without the phoenix, we wouldn’t have been able to track the beast’s lingering aura.”

“Enough. Hurry and catch up. He dared kill a prodigy of our sect, so he must pay with his life!”

The five radiated chilling demonic energy as they streaked across the skies.

—

Above the clouds, Meng Changqing casually flipped through a manual as the phoenix flew.

“Reading again? What is it this time?” Feng Laiyi asked out of idle curiosity.

Meng Changqing raised the manual for her to see without much thought.

The sight made Feng Laiyi’s face flush red, her expression slightly annoyed.

“You’re too young to be reading that!”

The title read Great Yin-Yang Joyful Meditation Sutra.

“Predecessor, am I still that young? Besides, isn’t this a perfectly normal cultivation method in the cultivation world?” Meng Changqing replied, baffled. “Don’t tell me you’ve never practiced something like this?”

Hearing this, Feng Laiyi froze momentarily.

Because she truly hadn’t.

“I was right?” Meng Changqing’s tone was incredulous.

Cultivators were still human. Not everyone could remain celibate for hundreds or even thousands of years.

“Silence!” Feng Laiyi’s chest heaved with anger, though it only added to her charm.

She wasn’t entirely without desires. However, when she had ascended to her position, she had sworn to dedicate her life to her Holy Land, abandoning all personal emotions and desires.

Suddenly, Feng Laiyi’s brows furrowed, and her voice turned cold. “Demonic energy ahead.”