The Almighty Merchant warned, “I advise you not to randomly use magical treasures that involve space as one might end up into a spatial fissure and be stuck there for the rest of their life. And, that’s still a relatively good outcome. If one was sent into a ‘chaotic spatial zone,’ they would directly be shredded to pieces.”
After all, he had the potential to be an excellent customer. If he died, that would affect his future business.
Song Shuhang raised his hand. “Then, let me give it a try.”
Soft Feather said, “No, I’ll do it!” She wanted to be the one to take on such an exciting task.
Su Clan’s Sixteen said, “I’ll do it. I still have life-saving means.”
Song Shuhang triumphantly said, “There’s no need to fight over this. Anyway, I am the most suitable for this because I recently mastered a very nice magical technique.”
Soft Feather curiously asked, “What technique has Senior Song learned?”
“The most enviable technique in the Nine Provinces Number One Group, the Kage Bunshin no Jutsu!” said Song Shuhang while he stretched out his hand and formed a hand seal.
Then, Song Shuhang Two split out of the main body.
Song Shuhang said, “I have always suspected that Senior Northern River’s Loose Cultivator had such a clone; how could he always be online otherwise? Not only Senior Northern River, I also suspect that most of the seniors in the ‘Nine Provinces Number One Group’ have similar clones.”
The Almighty Merchant: “…”
They’re using such a precious magical technique like cloning to chat in a group chat? What is the origin of these guys? Why does each of them seem such a wastrel? Have I been disconnected from the world of cultivation for too long?
“I know that my dad has a similar magical technique. However, his is a combination of a puppet technique and a clone technique.” Soft Feather raised her hand and exposed her father’s group-flooding technique.
Su Clan’s Sixteen added, “I once heard Seven mention that Senior Yellow Mountain has many clones.”
Senior White said, “I just mastered the clone talent magical technique not too long ago… Song Shuhang, if your clone dies, does it affect your main body?”
Song Shuhang said, “It doesn’t. My clone is just like the virtuous lamia; even if it is destroyed, it will recover after some time.”
Senior White said, “That’s the best way of doing this, then. Alright, have your clone take a seat on the flying sword, and I will send it out of the small black room.”
Song Shuhang said to his clone, “Go.”
Song Shuhang Two said, “Senior White, install a guardrail on the flying sword. I get a little dizzy when I’m on your flying sword, but this is actually more of a psychological issue. My main body might not dare to say it, but I definitely will because I’m the one who’s going to be riding the flying sword.”
Senior White: “…”
Song Shuhang: “…”
Song Shuhang Two continued, “Your flying sword is too fast, and it doesn’t have any brakes. Every time I sit on your flying sword, I feel like I’m going to die. If there is a guardrail, I will at least feel a bit more comfortable. Senior White, please add a guardrail on it for me!”
Song Shuhang’s clone had perfectly inherited its main body’s straightforwardness, perhaps even bringing it to a new level.
At this time, Song Shuhang had the urge to choke his clone to death.
“Go!” Senior White made a hand seal.
The [small black room-breaking disposable flying sword version 001] whizzed through the air, and went under the feet of Song Shuhang Two.
“Aaaaaah~” Song Shuhang’s clone screamed as he flew away on the small black room-breaking disposable flying sword version 001, rushing toward the distance. The speed he was moving at was beyond what words could describe.
Song Shuhang Two exclaimed, “Long~ live~ guard~ rails~”
At the next moment, the [Space-Time Traversal] magical technique imprinted on the flying sword activated, and the sword disappeared from the small black room together with Song Shuhang Two.
“He really disappeared?” The Almighty Merchant gaped.
The Wielder’s small black room had been breached?
The Almighty Merchant suddenly became a little uneasy. If the Wielder’s small black room could be breached in such a way, didn’t that mean that the ruler of the Netherworld could chase him all the way inside the small black room as well?
No, that can’t be.
The ruler of the Netherworld appearing in the main world was already considered cheating. If he was also to make contact with the Wielder’s small black room, he would definitely attract the attention of the Heaven’s Will Detection Program. At that time, the clone of the ruler of the Netherworld would definitely be destroyed.
Senior White asked, “Shuhang, was your clone successfully able to get out?”
Song Shuhang closed his eyes and sensed his clone, and then replied, “Not yet, it’s still moving through the spatial channel.”
At this moment, Song Shuhang Two was screaming in terror due to the speed being too fast for him to cope with, and him being shuttled through a spatial channel, which made the conditions of travel rather heart-rending.
Song Shuhang Two’s throat was almost dry from all the screaming.
It was truly difficult to get out of the Wielder’s small black room.
Even the giant turtles of disaster, who had this special talent, would have to prepare for quite some time before entering the Wielder’s small black room.
Song Shuhang Two flew through the space channel for an entire half an hour before finally seeing light at the end of the tunnel.
“I’m going out!” Song Shuhangtwo’s mind stirred.
“Boom~”
The [small black room-breaking disposable flying sword version 001] exited the spatial channel and entered the main world.
Song Shuhang Two raised his head and saw the red sun above his head. “It worked. I’m free.”
He shared this information with his main body as soon as he could.
“Clang~”
At this moment, the disposable flying sword had lost all of its energy and fell to the ground.
Song Shuhang Two descended smoothly.
The disposable flying sword was made of light of virtue. As such, after its energy was exhausted, it disappeared.
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After Song Shuhangtwo descended to the ground, his legs went soft, and he was unable to stand properly. In addition, his voice was hoarse, and his throat was especially dry. After shouting for over half an hour, he was very thirsty as well.
In the past, the area of his trauma related to ‘disposable flying sword’ could be said to have been about 150 square meters big, but now it had expanded to over 300 square meters in size.
Song Shuhang Two muttered, “Flying swords without guardrails are truly evil.”
After he recovered a little, he turned his head and looked around.
At this time, he was in a small tree cluster in the middle of a desert.
The desert was dark, and seemed to have endured lightning and fire. Song Shuhang Two was getting a familiar feeling from it.
He knelt down and stretched out his hand to touch the sand lightly.
Song Shuhang confirmed, “It’s the heavenly tribulation. Someone should have been here not too long ago.”
When he said this, his heart suddenly moved.
He reached out and touched the small trees around him.
These small trees were only about one meter in height. They had flourishing new branches. Additionally, on these little trees, there was a wisp of monster aura as well as… Song Shuhang’s own aura.
“So, this is the place where the monster tree ‘Miruru’ transcended its heavenly tribulation?” Song Shuhang immediately understood.
The last time that Miruru had transcended a heavenly tribulation, its magical treasures and energy had been exhausted. At that time, Song Shuhang had sensed this, so he used the ‘Sage Seal’ to impart strength to it.
With the support of Song Shuhang’s energy, Miruru’s momentum rose sharply. Its branches resolutely resisted against the heavenly tribulation, with the fallen branches that fell to the ground turning into small trees.
But later… Song Shuhang himself had to face a heavenly tribulation, and so he no longer had time to pay attention to Miruru’s heavenly tribulation. He merely maintained the connection with Miruru and himself, and continued to send Miruru a stream of true yuan.
However, he had no idea if Miruru succeeded in transcending its tribulation.
Song Shuhang thought to himself, Senior White’s disposable flying sword might not have accidentally flown me here. Could it have been attracted by the aura in this place?
He stood up and inspected the small trees.
When he stared at the trees, there seemed to be a voice calling him in his mind.
Song Shuhang listened to this feeling, and went to the center of the cluster.
Finally, in the middle of the forest, he saw a sapling the size of a palm.
Beside the sapling was the remnant of the monster tree Miruru.
Its body had been turned into charcoal under the heavenly tribulation, and the place where Song Shuhang had stamped the “Sage Seal” on its body had disappeared.
Miruru’s tribulation… had ended in failure.
The heavenly tribulation was ruthless, and once one failed on the path of cultivation, they would have to face a cruel death.
When you stepped onto the path of cultivation, you had to prepare yourself for such a death.
Song Shuhang sighed softly.
Miruru had some fate with him, but he could never have expected that it would still fall under the heavenly tribulation in the end.
Song Shuhang thought, If I had not joined the Nine Provinces Number One Group, if I did not have so many seniors supporting me…
He knelt down and stretched out his hand to lightly stroke the young sapling.
Is this little sapling Miruru’s newborn body? Or is it its child?
“Perhaps this is the continuation of the ‘karma’ between Miruru and me.” Song Shuhang carefully dug out the little sapling from the desert and picked it up.
The sapling emitted an aura that caused Song Shuhang to sense some familiarity with it.
He planned to transplant the young sapling into his own Inner World so that it would have a better environment to grow in.
When he dug out the small sapling, Song Shuhang was very careful not to damage its roots.
When Song Shuhang dug out the roots of the young sapling, he paused slightly…
…because the roots of this sapling were a part that had fallen off Miruru. It was the part of it that had his Sage Seal.
It was no wonder that this little sapling made him sense some familiarity.
Is this fate? Song Shuhang was moved. He held this young sapling and made a promise. “It’s decided! If you can reawaken your consciousness and have the opportunity to re-enter the path of cultivation, then I will accept you as a disciple. As for the daoist name I will bestow upon you, it will be… Daoist Priest Wood! Daoist Priest Wood shall be reserved for you.”
Of the seven dao names, another had been gifted.
Daoist Priest Wood Miruru.
After it reawakened its consciousness, it would definitely be a cute little girl.
Song Shuhang laughed, and said, “Do your best and grow up. I can’t lay a grand formation like the one Daoist Priest Scarlet Heaven made for Lady Onion, but within my Inner World, I will give you the best environment to grow. I will provide you with the strongest cultivation foundation that I can.”
In his hands, the young sapling swayed with the wind as if cheering.
Song Shuhang held the young sapling, and then returned to Inner World, next to the living spring.
At this time, Pavilion Master Chu was in a daze.
Song Shuhang said, “Senior Chu, nice to see you.”
“Mm-hm.” Pavilion Master Chu responded perfunctorily; she was still in a daze.
Song Shuhang did not disturb her any further.
He found a piece of fertile land near the living spring, and planted the small tree sapling.
After this, he took some water from the living spring and used it to water the sapling.
Grow up well, Daoist Priest Wood.
