Senior White returned the ten pieces of mutated Black Tribulation Dao Metal to Song Shuhang and told him not to put them together, but to store them separately.
"Shuhang, when will the semester start?" Venerable White asked.
"The semester of Jiangnan University usually starts on the 6th. However, on the first day of the semester, everyone just goes to register and meet each other. After that, everyone goes back to their respective homes. The 7th and 8th are the weekends, and the semester officially starts on the 9th," Song Shuhang replied.
"So you have free time for the next few days? In that case, let's gather a few people and go to the Immortal's ruins tomorrow morning. Fairy Lychee has already signed up, and Beihe Sanren also wants to go. He has just advanced to the Sixth Stage True Monarch Realm, and he wants to listen to the Immortal's explanation about the path to immortality, "Venerable White said.
Song Shuhang also wanted to go to the Immortal's ruins for a long time. He wanted to see what Fairy Cheng Lin looked like and confirm the relationship between Ye Si and Immortal Cheng Lin.
"Alright, let's set off tomorrow," Song Shuhang nodded.
"Hmm, let's go to the place that Beihe Sanren arranged for us to rest for the night," Venerable White pinched his chin and said meaningfully, "Sweet dreams, Shuhang."
"Thank you," Song Shuhang still didn't understand the hidden meaning behind Venerable White's words.
After returning to the place that Beihe Sanren arranged for them, Venerable White and Song Shuhang's rooms were connected.
When Venerable White pushed open the door and entered, he suddenly said, "Right, I almost forgot. I have a gift for you."
"For me?" Song Shuhang curiously asked. Why did Senior White suddenly want to give him a gift?
Venerable White rolled up his sleeve and revealed a delicate bracelet on his wrist. Senior White removed the bracelet and handed it to Song Shuhang.
Puzzled, Song Shuhang took the bracelet and put it on.
As soon as he put it on, his heart suddenly skipped a beat. "Space equipment?"
"Yes, it's a Cosmos Artifact — Sun and Moon in a Pearl. It has a space of a hundred cubic meters," Venerable White explained, "This artifact is your reward for your trip to the Jade Lake Realm. It just so happens that your ten pieces of Mutated Tribulation Black Metal Dao can be stored separately in the size-reducing purse and the Sun-Moon Pearl. "
It took Venerable White several days to refine this spatial artifact. A few days ago, when he opened the furnace to refine treasures, he didn't refine this artifact. The main material was a fragment of the 'world of the golden lotus' that he had obtained from the White Cloud Academy.
"Eh? Didn't the reward from the Jade Lake Realm already pay off the debt? "Song Shuhang asked out of curiosity.
"I was just joking with you … Shuhang, you really don't have a sense of humor," Venerable White said. "A loan is a loan, and a reward is a reward. They are two different things."
"…" Song Shuhang.
Was it possible that he really lacked a sense of humor? Venerable White wasn't the only one who described him this way. Senior White Two of the Netherworld Realm also described him this way.
"In that case, goodbye. Go to sleep early and have a good dream." Venerable White waved his hand and pushed the door open, entering the room.
Just as he pushed the door open, Venerable White suddenly got distracted. It seemed he was thinking about something very interesting, and a charming smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Just in this fashion, the smiling Venerable White suddenly tilted his body and fell to the ground after pushing the door open.
The nearby Song Shuhang opened his eyes wide. Not good, it was a fall on flat ground!
It had been a long time since Venerable White's unique skill had appeared, and Song Shuhang had almost forgotten about it. Little did he expect that it would appear at this time.
Song Shuhang operated his speed of the Fourth Stage Realm with all his might, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to support Venerable White. However, the speed at which Venerable White fell was much faster than the speed at which Song Shuhang was trying to support him.
Song Shuhang could only look on helplessly as Venerable White slipped through his hand …
I'm done for, this place that Northern River's Loose Practitioner arranged for me is finished! Not only that, but all the fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group that were resting here tonight were done for as well.
And Song Shuhang, who was in the center of the 'fall on flat ground', was undoubtedly the one that was going to die the most.
Just as Song Shuhang was in despair, a row of branches quickly extended from Senior White's waist, dangerously propping him up on the ground.
It was Willow Tree Demon Qing Wu's branch that drilled out at the critical moment and supported Venerable White's falling body.
In this fashion, Venerable White was supported by the row of branches, hanging in midair at a 45-degree angle.
Song Shuhang was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.
Luckily, Willow Tree Demon Qing Wu was here. Otherwise, all the seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group that were present today would have been in trouble.
After a while, Venerable White finally recovered from his daze.
"Eh? Why am I hanging here? " Venerable White asked. But as soon as the words left his mouth, he immediately reacted. "Oh, did I get distracted and fall again?"
"Yes, Senior White." Song Shuhang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "Senior, please pay attention to your safety when walking."
"Don't worry. Even if I get distracted, I'm still very safe," Venerable White said with a smile.
"…" Song Shuhang.
When I said pay attention to your safety, I meant pay attention to the safety of innocent passers-by like us!
"Alright, I understand. I'll be careful," Venerable White replied earnestly. Venerable White was very familiar with this sentence.
Venerable White got up, and Willow Tree Demon Qing Wu carefully retracted her branches.
Then, Venerable White waved at Song Shuhang. "Goodbye, good night."
"Good night," Song Shuhang said.
"Sweet dreams," Venerable White added.
Song Shuhang nodded.
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That night, Song Shuhang lay on the bed. He tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. He was already very tired, but he just couldn't fall asleep.
"I keep feeling like something is going to happen," Song Shuhang mumbled.
"Don't be afraid. I'll keep watch for you. Even if something happens, I'll be able to wake you up immediately," Ye Si's voice was heard.
Song Shuhang nodded.
He didn't know if Ye Si's comfort was effective, but Song Shuhang quickly fell asleep.
After Song Shuhang fell asleep, Ye Si crawled out of Song Shuhang's body and carefully sat beside Song Shuhang.
Then, she opened Song Shuhang's size-reducing purse and took out several books from inside. There were books on history, science, nature, archeology, mathematics, poetry, and so on. In short, there were all kinds of books.
These were the spoils of war that she and the Dongfang Six Fairies had obtained from shopping. They were temporarily stored in Song Shuhang's size-reducing purse.
While Song Shuhang was asleep, Ye Si cast a spell. Two bright golden lights shot out from her eyes and shone on the books.
Then, she delightedly read the thick book. This spell that emitted light from her eyes was her own creation. In the past, when she was in the Clearwater Pavilion, she often hid under the covers and read like this.
While reading, Ye Si also felt sleepy. Thereupon, she held the book in her hands and lay down next to Song Shuhang, falling asleep.
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Song Shuhang had a dream. He didn't know if it was because the Venerable White wished him 'sweet dreams tonight' three times, but Song Shuhang had a beautiful dream.
First, it was the boundless sea. Then, he stepped on the 'Meteor Sword' and flew on it.
Sure enough, what you think about in the day, you dream about at night.
In the morning, he was still looking forward to advancing to the Fourth Stage Innate Realm so that he could fly on a sword. Well, he would probably be flying on a blade, and he might even learn the Blade Dragging Technique. However, this didn't stop him from fantasizing about himself flying on a sword.
Flying on a sword was indeed cool. Riding on the sword, riding the wind and breaking the waves on the boundless sea. Sometimes, he would soar into the clouds; sometimes, he would land on the sea and ride on the sword like a skateboard; sometimes, he would fly at a low altitude and rush into the waves.
"Hahahaha," Song Shuhang laughed happily, "Riding on a sword while listening to the autumn rain … What's the second half of the sentence?"
Forget it, forget it if you've forgotten it.
Anyway, the feeling of flying on a sword was really great.
He really didn't want to wake up from such a beautiful dream.
But then again, why was he stepping on the 'Meteor Sword' when he was flying on a sword? This was Venerable White's Natal Flying Sword.
Oh, right … This was a dream. Everything that happened in the dream was reasonable.
Just like that, Song Shuhang stepped on the 'Meteor Sword' and flew and flew, feeling great. The 'Meteor Sword' followed his will. It went up and down, left and right. It flew wherever he wanted, high and low.
Finally, Song Shuhang rode the sword and arrived in the airspace of a beautiful small island.
It was a small island that was even more beautiful than a paradise, and the surroundings of the small island were shrouded in dense fog.
Song Shuhang was very curious. Therefore, he rode the flying sword and landed on the small island.
When he landed on the small island, he discovered that the small island had an owner. There were many ancient-style pavilions on the island, as well as many modern buildings.
After stopping, Meteor Sword whizzed and drilled into Song Shuhang's back.
"Hello, is anyone here?" Song Shuhang asked.
Just as Song Shuhang's voice faded, a wisp of smoke appeared not too far away from him.
Then, Venerable Spirit Butterfly's figure appeared in front of Song Shuhang.
"Hello, Shuhang Little Friend," Venerable Spirit Butterfly said with a smile.
"Hello, Senior Spirit Butterfly," Song Shuhang replied. "Where is this place? Is it Venerable Spirit Butterfly's Spirit Butterfly Island? "
Venerable Spirit Butterfly shook his head and said, "This is a volcanic island, not my Spirit Butterfly Island. Shuhang Little Friend, this way please. "
Thereupon, Song Shuhang followed Venerable Spirit Butterfly in a daze. Speaking of which, where was Venerable Spirit Butterfly bringing him? Was he going to see Jouko Hagi?
Speaking of which, Jouko Hagi had been preparing to transcend her tribulation recently. Did she succeed?
While walking, Song Shuhang's body suddenly became light. His whole body was shrouded in a layer of fog.
Then, he felt as though he was riding on a cloud, flying and flying.
After flying for an unknown amount of time, when the fog before his eyes dispersed, he found himself in a changing room.
Venerable Spirit Butterfly's figure disappeared.
The person who appeared in front of him was another acquaintance, Mister Jacob.
"Eh? Hello, Mister Jacob. "Song Shuhang was here.
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