Song Shuhang glanced at the four bodies of the Tribulation Transcenders, but he didn't find the golden body that was made of glass. Originally, he was still wondering if he would have the opportunity to see the lustrous scholar's true body.
"These four are the bodies of the 13 Tribulation Transcenders of the scholarly faction?" Song Shuhang squinted his eyes and looked at the White Dragon Sister.
The White Dragon Sister shook her head. "Of the 13 Tribulation Transcenders, I only recognize one or two of them."
Song Shuhang said, "I barely recognize one of them."
There was no other way. At this time, he could only summon Fairy Creation. Although it might make her sad to see it …
Song Shuhang called out, "Fairy Creation, come out!"
After a while.
There was no movement.
Fairy Creation refused to come out.
Damn, how am I supposed to inspect the goods?
If I had known earlier, I would have brought someone from the scholarly faction.
Emperor Of Heaven crossed his legs, rested his chin on one hand, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, with my character, do you not trust me?"
Song Shuhang blinked seriously.
You have a criminal record.
Then, his long hair curled up and turned into an arm, which touched the four golden bodies of the Tribulation Transcenders.
Although it wasn't a real arm, as long as he actively activated the 'secret appraisal technique', he could still use it.
Moreover, he didn't need to appraise them in detail.
There was only one piece of information he needed to confirm — whether or not the four golden bodies of the Tribulation Transcenders were the 13 Tribulation Transcenders of the scholarly faction.
He only needed to know if they were 'yes' or 'no'.
The price he needed to pay wouldn't be too great.
The secret appraisal technique was activated.
In the next moment, several shallow wounds appeared on Song Shuhang's cheeks.
A few drops of blood oozed out of the wounds, but they quickly healed.
Su Clan's Shiliu took out a fragrant handkerchief and gently wiped the blood from Song Shuhang's face.
The results of the appraisal emerged in Song Shuhang's mind.
[13 Tribulation Transcenders of the scholarly faction] x4.
Under Song Shuhang's control, the appraisal information did not go any further. The main reason was that he only had his head left and his HP was low, so he could not use the appraisal technique that required a large amount of HP.
In the past, if all the blood he had to spurt out from his entire body was concentrated on his head, his brain would be instantly drained dry.
Unless he used Smoke Incarnation.
But now that his neck was connected to the Inner World's living spring, it didn't reduce the pain.
Once he used the Smoke Incarnation, his neck would be pulled out. Without the 'living spring' to reduce the pain, the pain of losing his body would make Song Shuhang burst into tears instantly. The price he had to pay would be even greater. It was not worth it.
The Emperor Of Heaven silently looked at Song Shuhang.
Her face remained calm.
However, her heart was not as calm as she appeared on the surface.
What Song Shuhang had just used … was indeed a secret art that involved time.
Moreover, when she probed carefully, she could faintly sense that Song Shuhang's Time Secret Tactic came from the same source as her Time Dao.
Song Shuhang nodded, and said, "I'm sure there's no problem with the goods."
He looked at the Emperor Of Heaven doubtfully — if there was no problem with the goods, what was she feeling so guilty about?
Then, Song Shuhang used the 'hair palm' to send the four scholarly golden bodies of the Tribulation Transcenders into his Inner World. Then, with a thought, he transferred out all the fragments of the ancient Heavenly City that the scholarly faction had given him, except for the Inner Demon Cave and the Palace of Gravity.
Each fragment of the Heavenly City was reduced to the size of a ball by a buddhist magical technique.
A large number of fragments of the Heavenly City fell in front of the Emperor Of Heaven.
Song Shuhang said, "The scholarly faction's goods are here. Emperor Of Heaven, please accept and inspect them."
The Emperor Of Heaven glanced at them, nodded silently, and said, "They are indeed all fragments of the Heavenly City, and the number is about the same."
She had obviously investigated the scholarly faction a long time ago, and knew the number of fragments of the ancient Heavenly City that the scholarly faction had brought over.
This number, together with the fragments that she had taken away before, was basically about the same.
"In that case, the transaction is complete." Song Shuhang cupped his fists with the hair palm, and said, "Farewell!"
"Song Qianbei, don't be in such a hurry to leave." The Emperor Of Heaven's crossed legs moved up and down, and she continued to smile. "I haven't given you my reward yet. Don't you want it?"
Song Shuhang laughed dryly, and said, "I almost forgot."
The Emperor Of Heaven snapped her fingers.
A basin appeared in front of Song Shuhang.
It was a body that looked like a wooden carving, with eyes that looked like milk, and a mouth that looked like an umbilical cord. There were green leaves growing on its body, and there should have been fruits as well, but they seemed to have been picked by someone.
Shiliu Su commented, "It looks like a work of art."
Such a delicate body with a natural aura was easier to accept.
Otherwise, if Song Shuhang had a muscular body, the style would have made people feel uncomfortable.
"As long as I put my head on it, will I be able to use it?" Song Shuhang asked.
The Emperor Of Heaven faintly smiled. "As for how you want to use it, Song Qianbei will have to figure it out yourself. If you want me to give you the instruction manual, you'll have to pay for it."
Song Shuhang repeatedly shook his head — — there was no need for the instruction manual.
He stretched out his hair palm, and transferred the wooden carving body into his Inner World.
"Then, this time, the real transaction is complete. If fate wills it, we will meet again. "Song Shuhang once again cupped his fists.
Su Clan's Sixteen held his head in her arms and rode her flying saber, heading out of the palace.
After a while.
The Emperor Of Heaven stood up from the throne, and went to the side of the 'Heavenly Court fragment'.
She bent down to pick up a fragment, and lightly patted it.
The layer of light surrounding the Heavenly Court fragment disappeared, and the size of the fragment began to skyrocket.
The Emperor Of Heaven stretched out her hand and pressed on the fragment, as if she wanted to absorb something from it.
But after a while, she frowned.
The size of the Heavenly Court fragment in her hand grew larger and larger.
The Emperor Of Heaven stretched out her hand, and the Heavenly Court fragment disappeared … She had used a spatial technique to directly transfer it to the 'Ancient Heavenly Court' that she had reconstructed, and installed it in its place.
As time passed, the Daoist Connotation of some of the Heavenly Court fragments had already disappeared. The Emperor Of Heaven sighed inwardly.
Then, she picked up the second 'Heavenly Court fragment', and repeated the process.
She smashed it.
She frowned.
The Heavenly Court fragment grew larger.
Then, she transferred the Heavenly Court fragment with a palm.
Is this a coincidence? The Emperor Of Heaven thought to herself.
Then, she picked up the third … and then the fourth.
She repeated the process.
After the fourth, an indescribable smile appeared at the corners of the Emperor Of Heaven's mouth.
One, two, or even three could all be a coincidence.
But when there were four or even five in a row, it couldn't be a coincidence anymore. Someone had done something to her Heavenly Court fragment.
She had actually been tricked.
Interesting, very interesting.
To be honest, she didn't hate this feeling. She liked this kind of plot.
This kind of plot would make her feel even more interesting.
"Song Qianbei." The Emperor Of Heaven raised her head and looked at Song Shuhang, who had already flown outside the Fairy boat palace.
Her voice directly sounded in Song Shuhang's ear. "Can you explain why my Heavenly Court fragments are all missing something?"
"Did the Confucian school do something? Or is it that you, Senior Song, are secretly playing tricks? "The Emperor Of Heaven's voice was laced with daggers.
Something is missing? Song Shuhang didn't even need to think about it to immediately think of a possibility.
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