Under normal circumstances, if one wanted to leave the ‘foggy dream’, they would have to do so by going back along the same path that they had been on. However, because of the appearance of the Scholarly Sage’s eye, Song Shuhang’s and the others’ consciousness directly exited the dream, saving them from having to go back along the same path.
After his consciousness returned, Song Shuhang jumped up from the bed and touched his belly.
Fortunately, his stomach was fine.
He frowned and recalled what had happened in the foggy world—the pain of childbirth that lasted for an hour almost caused him to collapse.
Su Clan’s Sixteen asked, “Shuhang, are you alright?”
“Senior Song, are you okay?” Soft Feather also looked at Song Shuhang’s belly.
Before they left the foggy dream, Song Shuhang’s ‘childbirth period’ was just about to end. Soft Feather was still looking forward to it, wondering if Senior Song would actually give birth to something.
Song Shuhang waved his hand, and said, “I’m fine. It seems that the things that happened in the dream are limited to the dream, and won’t affect our bodies.”
While speaking, he suddenly felt something in his left hand. When he opened his hand, he saw an eye glued to the Swordsman Wooden Ox’s glove of passion he was wearing.
It was the Scholarly Sage’s eye.
It had also exited the foggy world along with Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang said, “Heavens.”
Soft Feather’s eyes lit up, and she said, “Senior Song, can you still use it? Use it on me—”
Song Shuhang opposed, “No!”
Until he completely mastered the [Impregnating Gaze] of the Scholarly Sage’s eye, he was never going to use the ability again.
Experiencing the pain of childbirth once was already enough.
After saying that, he tried to transfer the Sage’s eye into the Inner World with his will.
The Sage’s eye did not resist, and was successfully transferred.
Seeing this, Soft Feather pursed her lips. “Then, Senior Song, after you have learned how to use it, can you use it on me?”
Song Shuhang waved his hand, and repeated, “Let’s talk about this some other time, alright? Some other time.”
At this time, Su Clan’s Sixteen said, “Our consciousnesses have returned to our bodies. Did Senior White cancel the technique?”
Soft Feather said, “It’s also possible that the time limit for the technique has been reached, and it automatically got canceled. We don’t really know how long we stayed in that ‘foggy dream’.”
Song Shuhang turned his head, and surveyed the location the three of them were in.
They were in a dormitory-like residence with bunk beds. There were six beds in total, and all three of them were in the lower bunks.
“There’s someone on the upper bunk of my bed.” Song Shuhang stood up and checked the upper bunk.
Then, he saw Senior White’s main body sitting cross-legged; he was still closing up.
Meteor Sword was guarding Senior White’s body. After ‘seeing’ Song Shuhang, it hummed softly in a greeting.
Song Shuhang softly asked, “Where is Senior White’s clone?”
The tip of the sword pointed to the outside.
Song Shuhang nodded, and said to Sixteen and Soft Feather, “Let’s go out and have a look. By the way, has Fairy Creation also returned to ‘Senior Creation’?”
The three people walked out of the room.
It just so happened that Senior White’s clone had arrived.
Senior White’s clone said, “You’re awake.”
Song Shuhang said, “Senior White, how is Doudou’s wedding going?”
Senior White’s clone said, “Doudou’s wedding has currently become the Yellow Mountain Ceremony.”
Soft Feather was taken aback. “Wait, Doudou isn’t going to get married anymore, and Senior Yellow Mountain is getting married to a man instead?”
Song Shuhang said, “How did you end up thinking that Senior Yellow Mountain is going to get married to a man? Soft Feather, your way of thinking has been a bit of a mess as of late.”
Senior White’s clone said, “The Yellow Mountain Ceremony is the highest-level ceremony passed down in True Monarch Yellow Mountain’s lineage. Fellow Daoists who participate in this ceremony will acquire various benefits. I thought that you still couldn’t wake up, so I was planning on carrying you to the ceremony. However, since you’re awake, you can go by yourself. Let’s move.”
Su Clan’s Sixteen inquired, “Senior White, don’t you need to bring your main body to the ceremonial venue?”
Senior White’s clone said, “I am equivalent to my main body. Rest assured, the benefits that I get will eventually go to my main body.”
He then took the three to the venue of the ‘Yellow Mountain Ceremony’.
Song Shuhang casually asked, “By the way, Senior White. Our consciousnesses have returned to our bodies. Did you dispel the secret technique?”
Senior White’s clone nodded, and said, “When Song Shuhang’s consciousness reentered Doudou’s body, it resulted in all four of your consciousnesses falling unconscious. As such, I had to switch Doudou’s consciousness with yours so that his wedding could continue.”
Soft Feather asked, “What about Fairy Creation’s consciousness? Did she return to Senior Creation?”
“Fairy Creation’s consciousness has disappeared,” Senior White’s clone said. “When I canceled the secret technique, Doudou’s consciousness returned, and your consciousnesses returned to your own bodies. However, Fairy Creation’s consciousness did not appear. What happened while you were unconscious?”
Song Shuhang subconsciously asked, “Could it be that Fairy Creation’s consciousness stayed in that ‘foggy dream’?”
When Fairy Creation was in the foggy dream, she had disappeared once due to energy consumption. Then, when she reappeared, she had an entirely different personality.
Perhaps she had been left in the foggy dream due to this ‘personality switching’ process?
“Tell me the whole story,” Senior White’s clone said as he walked.
Song Shuhang started before Soft Feather could talk and recounted what had happened in the foggy dream to Senior White’s clone.
After Senior White finished listening, he fell into thought.
Senior White’s clone said, “After the Yellow Mountain Ceremony is over, let me study that Sage’s eye for a while. Maybe Fairy Creation’s consciousness still remains inside it.”
Song Shuhang nodded.
At the venue of the Yellow Mountain Ceremony.
The outermost layer of the venue was a barrier made up of transparent crystals. It looked as if there was a polygon of countless faces made up of an immeasurable amount of glass.
“The ceremony is about to begin, we got here right on time,” Senior White’s clone said, and then reached out to Song Shuhang. “Take my hand, I’ll bring you into the barrier.”
Soft Feather said, “But Senior White, there are three of us.”
“That’s of no concern, just leave it up to me.” After saying that, Senior White took on the ‘three heads and six arms’ form. This was the authentic version and was completely different from Song Shuhang’s that was made with Ye Si and the virtuous lamia.
After that, Senior White, who now had three heads and six arms, reached out with his hands to grab Song Shuhang, Soft Feather, and Su Clan’s Sixteen, and then he crashed into the transparent crystal barrier.
In the next moment, the four of them entered the barrier.
“Senior White’s back, he’s just in time.” Northern River’s Loose Cultivator’s voice sounded.
Fairy Lychee said, “The ceremony is just about to start. Senior White, Shuhang, Sixteen, and Soft Feather, hurry back to the team.”
Song Shuhang looked around and saw the fellow daoists of the ‘Nine Provinces Number One Group’ and True Monarch Yellow Mountain’s friends had arranged themselves in a neat square.
All the fellow daoists who came to celebrate Doudou’s wedding were Senior Yellow Mountain’s good friends.
Song Shuhang and Senior White went right behind Northern River’s Loose Cultivator, and joined the arrangement.
Su Clan’s Sixteen and Soft Feather went behind Fairy Lychee, and arranged themselves neatly.
Song Shuhang curiously asked, “What’s this Yellow Mountain Ceremony?”
Northern River’s Loose Cultivator explained, “It is the most solemn ‘sacrificial ceremony’ in Senior Yellow Mountain’s lineage. All of the fellow daoists who participate in it can get great benefits. However, I don’t know what effect it specifically has. This is the first time that Senior Yellow Mountain has carried this out.”
Fairy Lychee said, “We should just participate in the ceremony and see for ourselves.”
As she spoke, the solemn sound of a bell echoed; the sound spread all throughout the ‘transparent crystal barrier’.
There were a total of nine gongs. Afterward, the transparent barrier began changing; from the inner portions to the outer portions, it assumed seven different colors.
Then, a projection of a tall mountain appeared right at the forefront of the ‘ceremony’.
It was a projection of the ‘Yellow Mountain’. It had been scaled down and projected inside the barrier.
With the appearance of the projection, a rain of colorful lights descended on all the fellow daoists who participated in the ceremony.
The colorful lights turned into colorful armor and skirts, which were draped over everyone.
When Song Shuhang received the colorful armor, he couldn’t help but feel relaxed and refreshed.
Senior White’s clone closed his eyes and sensed things out for a moment, and explained, “These armor and skirts possess healing properties. They can heal some of the hidden injuries that cultivators incur while practicing.”
Thrice Reckless Mad Saber said, “Eh? Senior White, why did you also get a set of armor? Oh… Right, Senior White is a man, so he should indeed be wearing armor.”
Senior White’s clone: ”…”
Thrice Reckless Mad Saber sighed, and said, “It’s a pity that Copper Trigram isn’t here. If he was, with these lights that can actively distinguish between genders, perhaps we would finally find out whether Copper Trigram is male or female.”
The fellow daoists from the Nine Provinces Number One Group who heard these words nodded their heads in agreement.
[Hahahaha, Fellow Daoist Thrice Reckless, I am here. Unfortunately, you won’t be able to find me.] Suddenly, a voice rang in Thrice Reckless Mad Saber’s ear.
“Copper Trigram?!” Thrice Reckless Mad Saber’s eyes lit up.
Northern River’s Loose Cultivator asked, “What?”
“That shady fortune teller is here, at the ceremony!” Thrice Reckless Mad Saber said. “He used secret voice transmission to transmit his voice to me just now.”
Fairy Lychee asked, “Wasn’t Copper Trigram captured so that he could give birth to a baby?”
At this time, Song Shuhang remembered something. “I almost forgot. The last time that I chatted with Senior Copper Trigram, he said that he had recently gotten a few days of vacation, and he could go out for a stroll. It seems that he used some of that vacation time to attend Doudou’s wedding.”
Northern River’s Loose Cultivator said, “We have to find him. There aren’t many people here. If we go by elimination, we’ll definitely be able to find Copper Trigram.”
The eyes of the members of the Nine Provinces Number One Group lit up, and they began scanning the crowd.
“Ding~ ding~ ding~”
At this moment, above the illusory Yellow Mountain, the pleasant sound of a bell ringing echoed.
True Monarch Yellow Mountain appeared at the foot of the mountain, dressed in a large robe. He was holding a long sword in his hand as he stepped towards the illusory Yellow Mountain one step at a time.
When his footsteps fell on the mountain, the illusory Yellow Mountain became ‘real’, allowing True Monarch Yellow Mountain to climb higher step by step.
Then, two more figures appeared.
Fairy Fleeting Life was wearing a light yellow dress and holding a bottle of wine in her hands.
Beside her was Doudou in light yellow clothing. At this moment, he stood up and held a cup with fresh blood in his hand.
After Doudou and Fairy Fleeting Life, Zhou Li appeared.
Zhou Li had a serious face, and he was also dressed in light yellow clothing. He was holding a large tray in his hand. On it was an ancient sword, longbow, scimitar, spearhead… There was a total of 10 kinds of weapons.
After that, a group of figures appeared—all of them were members of True Monarch Yellow Mountain’s lineage. They held various objects such as spring water, unknown immortal grass, branches, wheat ears, precious stones, and all kinds of other things.
Zhou Li and the rest of True Monarch Yellow Mountain subordinates were divided into two rows, with one consisting of men and the other of women. They all stood at the foot of the Yellow Mountain projection.
Afterward, Doudou and Fairy Fleeting Life began to dance.
A dance between a huge Pekingese and a beautiful girl.
Soft Feather said, “The Beauty and the Beast, live version.”
Song Shuhang responded, “Pfff~”
Su Clan’s Sixteen said, “Was the purpose of the wedding to bring Doudou and Fairy Fleeting Life together so that they could perform this ceremony?”
Dharma King Creation pinched his chin, and said, “Perhaps the Yellow Mountain Ceremony has to be performed by a couple of monster dogs?”
…He didn’t seem to care about the missing ‘Fairy Creation’ in his body.
Thrice Reckless Mad Saber remarked, “When I saw Doudou and Fairy Fleeting Life, some words immediately came to my mind.”
Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman asked, “What words?”
Thrice Reckless Mad Saber laughed, but just as he was about to speak, Northern River’s Loose Cultivator stopped him. “Thrice Reckless, stop, don’t say it. Now is the time for the Yellow Mountain Ceremony. If you say those words, you will be desecrating the ceremony. When it comes to ceremonies of this level, those who do such a thing can get cursed.”
Thrice Reckless Mad Saber pursed his lips, resisting the urge to seek death.
Then, he said to Northern River’s Loose Cultivator, “Fellow Daoist Northern River, please call me Frice Reckless now. I’ve changed my name.”
Northern River’s Loose Cultivator: “…”
At the ceremony.
Doudou and Fairy Fleeting Life tacitly cooperated. If Doudou took on his ‘human form’, it would be a beautiful scene of a man and woman dancing.
Then, the fine wine and blood within the wine bottle and cup in the hands of the two dogs suddenly rose up into the sky, merged together, and shot toward the ‘Yellow Mountain projection’.
At the same time, a light flashed from the things held by Zhou Li and the others, which followed the wine and the blood.
On the top of the mountain, there was a rising mist, which covered True Monarch Yellow Mountain’s body.
After about five breaths of time, a tribulation cloud condensed and took shape.
“Is True Monarch Yellow Mountain going to transcend his tribulation?” Song Shuhang said. “Has he decided to seek death as well?”
With so many cultivators present, if the heavenly tribulation were to appear, nobody would be able to guarantee what would happen. In case someone in the crowd was also on the verge of transcending their tribulation, it would be the end of the entire group if the various heavenly tribulations added together.
At this time, the mist on the mountain peak spread and enveloped the entire barrier.
The fog turned into raindrops, and they fell one after the other.
Song Shuhang murmured, “Rain?”
The raindrops fell on every fellow daoist, actively condensing into dazzling crystals.