Online Game: You Call Him A Newbie?-Chapter 699 Heavenly Performance Assembly

Fuxi Tribe, by the banks of the Luo River, in the Chen region.

Bai Zhi sent someone specifically to guide Lin Feng and others, leading them to an ordinary small courtyard for everyone to reside in.

Just as Lin Feng and the others had just sat down, a knock on the door sounded from outside the courtyard.

Zhang Tao went to open the door, and a middle-aged man entered. Although the man was dressed in simple coarse linen clothes, he exuded an extraordinary aura.

Moreover, Lin Feng recognized the other party as the person who had followed Bai Feng previously.

"I'm Xia Yiqi. In the name of the West Queen Mother of the West, I'm here to invite you to the courtyard of the Queen for a chat!" Xia Yiqi came in and went straight to the point.

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng nodded. It so happened that he wanted to talk to Bai Feng.

However, when he heard the man's name, he was momentarily stunned.

"Your name is Xia Yiqi?"

"Exactly. May I ask if the Lord has any questions?" Xia Yiqi asked with confusion.

Lin Feng shook his head, but his mind was in motion.

Although he had never seen the White Emperor, Xia Yiqi was from the first generation of the White Emperor. Why would he follow Bai Feng?

After some contemplation, Lin Feng roughly understood Bai Feng's intentions. It seemed like she wanted to do something in this era, so she first controlled the future White Emperor?

It looked like he needed to have a good chat with Bai Feng.

Lin Feng stood up, ready to head to the Queen Mother's courtyard, but suddenly, he looked towards the west.

"Has my Karma Dao been broken by someone?"

He was extremely shocked. The Dao of Karma, although just one Dao, contained the power of countless Dao when manipulated by Lin Feng. Who could easily break it?

Moreover, in this era, he hadn't used the power of the Great Dao. Whose karma was broken?

Lin Feng squinted slightly, not immediately thinking of Xi on the other side. After all, tens of thousands of years had passed; even if they were gods, they might not live that long.

"Duke of the East, what's wrong? Let's go." Xia Yiqi urged Lin Feng with some confusion as he noticed Lin Feng's distraction.

Only then did Lin Feng come back to his senses and nodded.

Afterward, led by Xia Yiqi, Lin Feng arrived at another courtyard.

In the courtyard, there was a stone table with some tea set on it.

Bai Feng stood quietly by a pool, holding some fish food and scattering it into the water, causing a commotion among the small fish in the pool.

Around the small courtyard, there seemed to be a restriction that isolated everything from the outside world.

Just as Lin Feng stepped into the courtyard, the others left, as if Bai Feng had already given instructions.

Zhang Tao and Erlong looked at each other, and surprisingly, they also silently left.

Bai Feng, who was wearing a moon-white robe, put down the fish food in her hand when she saw Lin Feng arrive. She sat at the stone table and began to brew tea.

"Minister Lin, no, I should address you as the Duke of the East. Please have a seat." Bai Feng smiled gently.

If the person in front of him hadn't been confirmed by Lin Feng as Bai Feng, it would have been difficult to associate them with the Bai Feng of the past.

The difference in temperament between now and then was too great.

Lin Feng didn't make a fuss, directly sitting down and picking up a cup of tea, taking a sip.

"Bai Feng, by getting involved in this era and claiming to be the Queen Mother of the West, do you know that this will affect history?" Lin Feng said calmly.

"Duke of the East, as you've said, this is not our era. So, it would be better for you to address me as the Queen Mother." Bai Feng smiled and said.

Lin Feng frowned and was about to ask about Xia Yiqi when Bai Feng continued.

"And Duke of the East, do you know that everything we do might already be history? Perhaps, history has been shaped by our participation?"

"You're presenting a paradox. History has already happened. If we intervene, it will only affect its course, not determine history," Lin Feng said in a deep voice.

"Is that so? But if it weren't for you revealing the matters of the Demon Clan to Wa tens of thousands of years ago, would the God Race have taken precautions in advance? In the original history, it was Zhong Ya of the God Race who planned ahead and established the Divine Realm, which delayed the destruction of the Divine Realm. If not for your revelation, how could Zhong Ya know about the Demon Race?" Bai Feng said with a smile.

Lin Feng's heart immediately stirred. He had indeed noticed that something was amiss.

However, after Bai Feng explained all of this, he finally thought about this problem.

He had been avoiding this issue because he felt it contradicted the Great Dao. If the past was determined by the future, then time would fall into a strange loop.

An expert of the true self emphasized eternal self. If time was all reincarnation, how could one achieve the true self?

"No, how do you know that I told Wa about these things? You just reincarnated into this era, right?" Lin Feng suddenly realized a problem and squinted at Bai Feng.

"Is it difficult to know these things? A little analysis can easily lead to the result. Although Zhong Ya is an emperor-level expert, the River of Time can't reach the future. So, how could she have foreseen the Demon Clan's matter unless someone revealed the relevant information? And among those who traveled back in time, only we did. Therefore, the one who revealed the future must be among us," Bai Feng said with a light smile.

Although Bai Feng's reasoning sounded reasonable, the fact that she insisted it was him raised questions.

This was because those who participated in the time travel included Jiang Chen and Qianye Yuan, and Bai Feng did not suspect those people but directly affirmed it was him. This indicated that the other party had direct knowledge of the past, rather than analyzing it.

"No need for empty talk with me. Tell me, who is standing behind you?" Lin Feng asked in a deep voice.