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At this time, inside Song Shuhang’s body, his consciousness was rushing toward the fourth small dantian.
As long as I run fast enough, death can only eat dust!
“The pseudo-dragon-pearl in the fourth small dantian belongs to Senior White Two.” Song Shuhang rubbed its hands together, preparing to use the ❮Saber-Nurturing Technique❯ with both.
Every time he used the ❮Saber-Nurturing Technique❯, the “love” that Song Shuhang infused into it was different. After all, he loved Sixteen, Senior White, and Sister White Dragon in different ways.
“Senior White Two, accept my love!” Song Shuhang’s consciousness shouted as he rushed into the fourth dantian.
“Scram!” Senior White Two’s angry voice sounded.
Song Shuhang’s spiritual body was sent flying out of the fourth small dantian, a bewildered expression on its face.
He sat at the entrance of the fourth dantian, scratching his head in confusion.
The two instances of the ❮Saber-Nurturing Technique❯ fell on his own body as he was tumbling.
Hmm, this feeling is nothing too exaggerated. It’s similar to someone massaging your sore shoulders. That’s all.
So, is the ❮Saber-Nurturing Technique❯ actually a massage?
Anyway, that’s not what’s important here.
“There’s something wrong with this script!” Song Shuhang murmured.
Nothing of the sort happened before, whether it was the mirage dragon’s dragon pearl or Sister White Dragon’s dragon pearl.
After waiting for a while, Song Shuhang’s spiritual body carefully returned to his fourth small dantian.
This time, he did not shout out loud but entered quietly.
Above the Spirit Lake of the fourth small dantian, there was a wheel composed of overlapping spiraling swords.
The demodragon’s pseudo-dragon-pearl that Senior White Two had sent him was inside the ball-like wheel, quietly suspended above the Spirit Lake.
After seeing Song Shuhang come in again, the demodragon’s pseudo-dragon-pearl moved slightly. Like an eye, it turned to “look” at Song Shuhang.
Senior Divine Dragon must have been lying when it said that dragon pearls could not be replaced by eyeballs. Isn’t this demodragon pearl just an eyeball? Song Shuhang thought to himself.
Song Shuhang greeted, “Hi, Senior White.”
As expected of the ruler of the Netherworld, he was truly different from the others.
Song Shuhang was almost certain of something now. This pearl did not belong to a demodragon. Instead, it should be something created by Senior White Two.
However, Senior White Two obviously wanted to keep this matter a secret.
Perhaps for Senior White Two, spitting out a dragon pearl was something very embarrassing.
Therefore, Song Shuhang was wise enough not to mention this matter.
Sometimes, keeping things secret even after discovering the truth would allow for friendships and relationships to remain strong.
“Hm? Even when you’re in the form of a spiritual body, your face is still as expressive as ever.” Senior White Two’s voice sounded, a hint of tiredness in his tone.
Song Shuhang: “…”
Then, the “face” of Song Shuhang’s spiritual body became blurred, just as if a holy knight had covered it with holy light.
Senior White Two’s heart felt even more stifled.
Can’t you change to a shadow priest?
After sighing, Senior White Two stopped wasting time and went straight to the point. “I see that you aren’t in great condition. Is someone forcibly transferring energy to your body?”
Song Shuhang nodded and said, “It’s Demon Emperor Hezhi.”
Senior White Two wondered, “Why is he giving you energy?”
Song Shuhang said, “Senior White T— Emh, I don’t know exactly why. However, it just so happened that I was in urgent need of energy, so I agreed to this transfer.”
Senior White Two said, “You’re going to explode. The amount of energy is close to the peak of the Tribulation Transcender Realm.”
Song Shuhang gave him a thumbs up and said, “Don’t worry, Senior White. Fairy Cheng Lin is covering for me. When I’m about to explode, I can pour this energy into my ghost spirit to channel it over to her.”
“Did you not stop to think that if the rate at which you transferred the energy is too slow, you might still explode?” Senior White Two chuckled.
This was the energy of a peak Tribulation Transcender, and it was comparable to the water in a huge river, while the energy channel between Song Shuhang and his ghost spirit could only be regarded as a small stream.
Song Shuhang: “…”
Senior White Two said, “Forget it. In case your rate of transfer is too slow, grab the demodragon pearl that I gave you and divert some energy into it.”
Song Shuhang felt reassured now. “Thank you, Senior White.”
Senior White Two urged, “Also, don’t forget my stone tablet. Remember to take it before you leave Garre Holy Mountain.”
Song Shuhang said, “I will complete this task without a mistake.”
Senior White Two said, “Very well. Then, continue with what you were doing.”
“Umh…” Song Shuhang scratched his head.
His mission was not over yet.
Song Shuhang braced himself and said, “Senior White, I still need to pour ‘love’ into this demodragon pearl.”
“Don’t even think about doing that,” Senior White Two said. “As the ruler of the Netherworld, the ‘love’ as you understand it is very disgusting to me. I have my own means to handle the child-making process. Just go on to the next stop. Don’t make a mess of things here.”
Could it be that “love” is the same as holy light for a ruler of the Netherworld, and they have a negative opinion of it?
However, that can’t be right.
If love is to be viewed in reverse, then what’s the relationship between me and Senior White Two, and between him and his pets?
Is it hate?
Could it be that Senior White Two hates me deeply?
However, since Senior White Two said he did not need to do anything here, Song Shuhang did not pester him further.
As he began leaving the fourth small dantian, the ball-like wheel that was wrapped around Senior White Two’s pseudo-dragon-pearl started to draw the water of the Spirit Lake.
The lake water was drained seven times, and the pseudo-dragon-pearl got ready to conceive a nascent soul.
Song Shuhang pinched his chin. “Senior White really can do anything.”
When he was in the main world, he had been thinking that apart from having children, there seemed to be nothing that Senior White could not do. Now, it seemed that Senior White Two could even give birth to a child on his own!
“Ahhh!” Just as he was thinking, an invisible hand grabbed his body. It crumbled him into a ball and sent him rolling toward the fifth dantian.
In the fifth small dantian was the dragon pearl of Striped Dragon Two’s son.
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As Song Shuhang rolled away, Senior White Two said, “I forgot to ask him for a joke in return.”
He helped Song Shuhang deal with this matter, so he owed him one.
Next time, he had to make Shuhang pay him back with a joke.
Senior White Two’s mental fluctuations began to calm down.
Ever since he became the ruler of the Netherworld, no one had been able to chat with him normally like Song Shuhang.
“A normal chat…” Senior White Two could not help but think of the scenes in the desert with the white horse.
As Senior White Two was lost in his thoughts, in the real world, yellow sand began to rise beside Song Shuhang.
The black-skinned Soft Feather exclaimed, “Yellow sand… This is an illusory reality. Oh no, Senior White is distracted again!”
“No, it’s not my doing,” Senior White retorted.
Sixteen said, “It’s Shuhang.”
Beside Song Shuhang, yellow sand fluttered into the sky, forming the prototype of an illusory reality.
Senior White said, “No, it’s not Shuhang.”
Afterward, he slowly moved forward.
He could feel a very familiar feeling coming from this illusory reality.
It was the feeling of home.
