Chapter 1123: Fellow Daoists, do you also specialize in defense?
“Fairy Fleeting Life, do you know if the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Sect had some sort of secret inheritance?” Song Shuhang asked straightforwardly.
It was better to ask about this matter directly.
Fairy Fleeting Life was already aware that he was in need of a suitable life-bound magical treasure. As such, it was better to be direct about this matter related to the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Sect.
Medicine Master’s building was surrounded by the formations that Medicine Master and Venerable White had arranged. Therefore, it was relatively safe to discuss the matter here as it couldn’t be overheard by other parties.
“The sect had a secret inheritance as well?” Fairy Fleeting Life was confused.
“Yes. When the Divine Beast Department was destroyed, they left behind one inheritance in the light and one in the dark. The Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Sect was the inheritance in the light, but there is an inheritance in the dark as well. Fairy Fleeting Life, do you know anything about it?” Song Shuhang asked.
Fairy Fleeting Life furrowed her brows and fell into thought. Then, she shook her head. “I’ve never heard about the inheritance in the dark. However, it might be because I was too weak back then, and I didn’t know the secrets of the sect. When I go back to the ruins of the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Sect, I’ll take a close look and see if I can find anything. If I find something, I’ll contact you immediately.”
Song Shuhang nodded. “Then, I wish you success. Moreover, here is the box of immortal clothing that your teacher Bamboo Pipe left for you.”
Su Clan’s Sixteen left the immortal clothing box to Fairy Fleeting Life.
Fairy Fleeting Life took the box and looked at the clothes of different sizes inside. Then, she turned into Ye Si once more, with her tears falling nonstop.
Her teacher had prepared this clothing of different sizes so that she could wear them in the future as well. Perhaps he had felt that there was a disaster coming…
When returning to the ruins of the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Sect this time, she would make sure to visit her teacher’s secret dwelling. Since he had felt that there was something wrong, perhaps she would find something there.
At this time, there was a knot in her heart. The possibility of her practicing and becoming strong enough to avenge the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Sect was rather low… As such, she could only pin her hopes on her disciple and this Senior Song in front of her.
Su Clan’s Sixteen and Song Shuhang quietly left Fairy Fleeting Life’s room so that she could cry in peace and lessen the pain in her heart.
When the two reached the living room downstairs, Su Clan’s Sixteen suddenly asked, “Shuhang, is the Mid-Autumn Festival today?”
“Yes.” Song Shuhang nodded.
“So, there will be a night of full moon today,” Su Clan’s Sixteen said. “Do you remember what Sage Monarch Winter Melon said? He said that he would come looking for you on the next night of full moon, which is today.”
Song Shuhang: “…”
“Hehehe.” Su Clan’s Sixteen continued, “However, I feel that Sage Monarch Winter Melon will need some time to consolidate his realm since he has just advanced to the Eighth Stage. Someone that has become a Profound Sage will need at least a year to stabilize their realm. Therefore, the ‘night of full moon’ he mentioned should be referring to next year’s night of full moon.”
Song Shuhang said, “Let’s hope this is the case.”
If it was next year’s night of full moon, he would have a year to hire a thug— ugh, to make preparations to deal with Sage Monarch Winter Melon!
But if it was today…
His liver ached at the thought.
“Right. Sixteen, are you free today?” Song Shuhang asked.
Su Clan’s Sixteen faintly smiled. “Do you want to go window-shopping with me?”
Song Shuhang said, “Ahahaha, there is always time for that. This afternoon, I wanted to bring Lady Onion back to her native place. My intuition is telling me that it’s a good place.”
In the scene in the dreamland, Daoist Priest Scarlet Heaven had brought Lady Onion to a tall mountain, carefully selected a place, and planted her there. Moreover, he had repeatedly urged Lady Onion not to forget about her native place.
The fact that Lady Onion, a little monster of the First Stage, could already assume human form was perhaps related to that place.
[Dammit, even if it’s a good place, it’s my good place! How can you use it to curry favor with your woman?!] Lady Onion said via secret sound transmission.
Song Shuhang: “…”
[I have no intention to take what is yours! Daoist Priest Scarlet Heaven and I are on good terms, and I definitely won’t steal the things he has left for you. Therefore, you don’t have to worry,] Song Shuhang comforted.
[Is the relationship between you and the daoist priest that planted me that good?] Lady Onion said after a short while.
Song Shuhang continued, [Well, Daoist Priest Scarlet Heaven has taught me some skills after all.]
[I feel that there is fate between us! In that case, how about considering Daoist Priest Scarlet Heaven’s face and granting me freedom?] Lady Onion said happily.
Song Shuhang laughed. [Hehe.]
In the meantime, Su Clan’s Sixteen pondered for a moment, and said, “Okay! I don’t have anything important to do today, so let’s go there together.”
“Good. Such being the case, let’s prepare the luggage this morning and then head there,” Song Shuhang said. If everything went well, he could perhaps even return home to visit his parents. After all, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Then, Lady Onion hurried to say, [Wait a moment. The stuff I ordered online has yet to arrive!]
Song Shuhang: “…”
What’s the use of that stuff anyway?
While discussing, Song Shuhang’s phone rang. After taking a look at the screen, he got the impulse to throw the phone away.
The one calling him was Dharma King Creation. This time, he wasn’t using a phone from abroad, but his main one.
Why had Senior Creation called him? Was it because he wasn’t satisfied after last time’s singing session and wanted to sing again? Or perhaps he had come up with some new song that he wanted to share with Shuhang?
Song Shuhang clenched his teeth, keeping the phone as far as possible and lowering the volume to the minimum.
“Sixteen, seal your hearing. It’s for your safety,” Song Shuhang said.
Su Clan’s Sixteen asked, “What’s happening?”
“Dharma King Creation is calling,” Song Shuhang replied.
Su Clan’s Sixteen obediently sealed her hearing and stuffed cotton in her ears.
Song Shuhang slowly picked up the call.
“Hello, little friend Shuhang!” Dharma King Creation’s voice echoed. “Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!”
“Thank you, Senior Creation,” Song Shuhang replied.
“Do you remember what I said yesterday? Three disciples of my Warring Buddha Sect went out and will come to the Jiangnan area today. They should be there in around half an hour. Can you wait for them and give them a stamp while you’re at it? Right, are you even in the Jiangnan area?” Dharma King Creation said.
“They’ll be coming this morning? Fine, I’m in Medicine Master’s building,” Song Shuhang replied.
“Okay, then I’ll trouble you, little friend Shuhang. Right, I wrote a new song yesterday, do you want to listen to it?” Dharma King Creation asked.
“Hello? Hello? Senior, what did you say? I can’t hear you clearly… Hello~? Damn, what happened to this phone I just bought? The signal is too bad! Senior, can you hear what I’m saying? The signal is really bad here, let’s chat next time!” Song Shuhang talked to himself for a while and hung up.
Dharma King Creation, who was still in a foreign land, was speechless.
At this time, close to Jiangnan University Town, at the ‘Heixiang’ metro station.
Three buddhist monks left the underground station.
The three seemed to be triplets. They were tall, strong, ripped and scary. Their muscles were bulging and shiny.
They looked like monks with incredible battle prowess.
When the people saw their build, they subconsciously stepped backwards.
“Is this Jiangnan University Town? It’s built in a very auspicious place.” Ripped Monk No. 1 sighed.
Ripped Monk No. 2 said, “Where do we go now?”
“Let’s call a taxi,” Ripped Monk No. 3 said.
“But I don’t have money with me,” Ripped Monk No. 1 said.
“I don’t have money, either,” Ripped Monk No. 2 said.
Then, the two turned to look at Ripped Monk No. 3.
Ripped Monk No. 3 complained, “Damn, you two are really cheap. Aren’t you tired of using this same tactic every time?”
“It’s because we know that you always bring money with you each time we leave the sect, Junior Brother Hong Tong,” Ripped Monk No. 1 said.
“Since you’ll bring the money, there is no need for me and Senior Brother Hong Fa to bring it as well. After all, it’s very tiring to bring money around,” Ripped Monk No. 2 added.
“Hehe.” The third monk, Junior Brother Hong Tong, sneered. “Hong Fa, Hong Hai, you are too naive. To avoid feeding this bad habit of yours, I didn’t bring any money this time, either.”
“Fuuu~” Big Senior Brother Hong Fa looked at the sky.
“Tsk!” Second Senior Brother Hong Hai also looked at the sky.
“So, what do we do now?” Junior Brother Hong Tong asked.
If one had money, they could travel all around the world, but if they were penniless, they couldn’t take a single step forward! The ancients were truly wise.
“Can’t we call Senior Tyrannical Song and ask him to pick us up?” Big Senior Brother Hong Fa said.
“Do you have Senior Tyrannical Song’s number?” Second Senior Brother Hong Hai asked.
“Don’t look at me, because I don’t have it.” Junior Brother Hong Tong shook his head. “However, I know where Senior Tyrannical Song lives, let’s go there on foot.”
“This seems the only way. Walking is also a type of practice. Let’s run over there,” Big Senior Brother Hong Fa said.
The three scary-looking monks started running.
“Hey there~ Fellow Daoists, nice to meet you!” At this time, a magnetic voice echoed beside their ears.
The three turned around and saw a handsome blond man waving at them.
The man was tall and slim, and wore his long hair in a ponytail. His facial features were delicate, just like those of a girl. One could faintly feel the aura of a daoist cultivator coming from his body. In addition, his strength didn’t seem low.
“Fellow Daoist, hello.” The three ripped monks greeted him with serious faces.
[Fellow Daoists, I see that your bodies are very strong and have a metallic luster. Do you specialize in defense?] the handsome man said via secret sound transmission.
Big Senior Brother Hong Fa nodded. After all, it wasn’t a secret or anything. They hadn’t reached the realm where they could pass off as ordinary people. Therefore, as long as one had good eyesight, they needed but a glance to tell that they were buddhist cultivators that specialized in training their bodies.
[What a coincidence, I also specialize in defense. Fellow Daoists, where are you going? If we are heading in the same direction, we can discuss what we know on defense along the way,] the handsome man said happily.