Originally, Chu Feng had not wanted Song Yun to follow him.
The reason he refused to disguise his appearance was that he had no choice. A mysterious person had captured Zhao Hong and was using the lives of both Zhao Hong and the Chu Heavenly Clan members as leverage, forbidding Chu Feng from ever changing his face.
Chu Feng had no idea why that person would make such a bizarre demand.
But since the other party was overwhelmingly powerful and held hostages, Chu Feng could only comply.
Even knowing that the Soul Locking Sect might seek revenge, he had to endure it.
Song Yun, however, was different. She could disguise herself.
If she insisted on staying by his side, any disguise would become meaningless. Once Chu Feng ran into danger, she would almost certainly be implicated as well.
Yet, contrary to his expectations, this Song Yun turned out to be an incredibly stubborn girl.
No matter how he tried to dissuade her, she refused to listen.
Even after he clearly warned her that he might face danger, she still paid no heed.
In the end, with no other option, Chu Feng could only let her follow.
After entering Overlord Star Mountain Manor, Chu Feng and the others were not immediately allowed into the forbidden cultivation ground.
Instead, everyone was first gathered on a public square to rest.
Though it was called a square, it was enormously vast, so vast that it resembled a small continent. One glance revealed no visible edge.
The square was filled with palaces, and each palace came with its own private garden.
These exquisite palaces were provided for everyone who had passed the test, and each person received one to themselves.
Chu Feng and the others had to wait.
Only after the entire test concluded would all successful participants enter the forbidden cultivation ground together.
At this moment, Chu Feng had arrived at the palace assigned to him.
During this brief rest, he took out a small bottle.
Inside was the reward for passing the test: a single drop of Overlord Star Dew.
Chu Feng swallowed it in one gulp. Sure enough, a special kind of heaven-and-earth energy dispersed throughout his body.
The rumours were true. For the younger generation, Overlord Star Dew could indeed improve comprehension.
However, Chu Feng’s own comprehension was already exceptional.
Thus, the dew had virtually no effect on him.
Knock, knock, knock.
Suddenly, the sound of someone knocking on the palace doors rang out, followed by a girl’s voice.
Even without guessing, Chu Feng knew it must be that little pest Song Yun.
Although she now had her own palace to rest in, she clearly still wanted to cling to him.
Despite already knowing it was her, the instant he opened the doors, Chu Feng still froze.
The person standing there really was Song Yun.
But the Song Yun before him now was completely transformed.
Her little face was no longer covered in grime. Instead, it was fair as snow.
Not just her face, every visible patch of skin was snowy white.
Under the sunlight, her skin even seemed to glow.
It had reached a level of perfection that was almost unreal, so tender it looked as though it would break at the slightest touch, smoother than peeled egg white.
Although he had already known this girl was a little beauty, seeing her cleaned up still gave Chu Feng quite a shock.
Especially now, wearing a fresh green dress that perfectly matched the youthful vitality only a teenage girl possessed, she looked exactly like a little fairy standing in front of him.
Yet what surprised Chu Feng most was not her fairy-like appearance.
It was the fact that he had personally used spirit formation techniques to forcibly alter her face.
So how on earth had this girl changed back?
“Hehe, so brother Chu Feng’s eyes can also go perfectly round when he sees someone pretty.”
Song Yun said to him with a cheeky grin.
“Ahem, I really am a bit shocked. You’re this beautiful after washing up. Why on earth did you insist on making yourself look so grubby?”
Chu Feng asked.
“My sister taught me that all men in the world are lechers, and I must never let stinky men see my true appearance.”
“But brother Chu Feng is an exception.”
“Well? Brother Chu Feng, now that you’ve seen me, don’t you feel your heart racing even a little?”
Song Yun blinked her big eyes, tilted her small face up, and looked at him with a mischievous expression.
Chu Feng immediately turned around, walking back into the palace while muttering, “You haven’t even finished developing yet. How could you possibly make my heart race?”
“You’re lying! Everyone who sees me feels their heart race.”
“Besides, your eyes were totally fixed on me just now. Your gaze told me you were definitely moved!”
Song Yun followed him in, refusing to accept his words.
“I was indeed surprised just now, but mostly I’m curious.”
Chu Feng said.
“Curious? Curious about what?”
Song Yun asked.
Chu Feng waved his sleeve. The palace doors closed. Only then did he turn to look at her.
“How did you, little girl, undo my spirit formation technique?”
“Tch. I thought you were curious about something else.”
“I told you, my sister has an extraordinary master.”
“Naturally, my sister has received many benefits, and since I’m her only little sister, she dotes on me a lot. Of course she’s given me plenty of protective treasures.”
“Although brother Chu Feng’s spirit formation is exquisite, undoing it isn’t difficult for me at all.”
Song Yun said proudly.
“So impressive? Then why didn’t you fight back earlier when they were hitting you?”
Chu Feng asked.
“I did it on purpose. I wanted to see if, looking as filthy as I did, anyone would feel sorry for me and step in to help.”
“And look, someone really did.”
“Brother Chu Feng, given the situation, shouldn’t I pledge myself to you?”
As Song Yun spoke, she actually stretched out her small hands, trying to hug his arm.
But before she could succeed, Chu Feng deftly stepped aside.
“You say that as if it’s real.”
“I simply don’t believe you deliberately let yourself get beaten.”
Chu Feng said.
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t believe me. I know you’re a good person, and that’s enough.”
“Good people must be rewarded, and I, Song Yun, always repay kindness.”
“Here, brother Chu Feng, this is for you.”
Song Yun handed Chu Feng a gourd.
“What’s this?”
Chu Feng asked.
“You’ll know once you open it.”
Song Yun smiled very sweetly, yet her expression was full of mystery.
Chu Feng did not hesitate. He opened the gourd straight away.
The moment it was uncorked, a delicious, fragrant aroma wafted out.
It was soup, a rich broth made from chicken.
Although cultivators who reached a certain realm no longer needed to eat or sleep, they were still human.
Fine food remained an indispensable part of a cultivator’s life.
And right now, the scent rising from this gourd was absolutely exquisite.
This was an extremely delicious soup.
