Scarlet Heaven Sword thought, There’s no saving this child.
Li Yinzhu blinked. “A’Song, are you not going to check your physical condition? After all, you just revived.”
After reviving, it was standard to check the condition of one’s body and see if everything was working normally, and whether any parts were missing. Regardless of which system it was, conducting a self-check was considered essential.
“Ah, I almost forgot. I’ve been reviving so frequently that I find it no different from sleeping now.” Song Shuhang sighed.
Before he died, the ghost spirit fairy maiden was drawing the ‘Endless Crystal-Clear Water Pavilion’ inside a small dantian.
When he was targeted by the heavenly punishment, the composition hadn’t been completed yet. Who knew whether such a thing happening would affect the Golden Core Composition.
Normally speaking, there shouldn’t be any problem. After all, most cultivators’ Golden Core Compositions weren’t made in a single breath. Most spent tens, hundreds, or even thousands of years improving their Golden Core Composition bit by bit, integrating their emotions and life experiences into it.
Song Shuhang’s consciousness entered the space of the small dantian where the ‘royal blood demon core’ resided.
There, the ghost spirit fairy maiden had already stopped working on the composition.
Similar to the small golden core, the Golden Core Composition in front of Song Shuhang was also lacking the final stroke. The small point where this final stroke was to be wasn’t even visible to the naked eye, but perhaps he’d have to draw an entire [Crystal-Clear Water Pavilion] in this little dot.
When Song Shuhang’s consciousness came in contact with it, he could guess the composition’s name.
…Limitless Crystal-Clear Water Pavilion.
A simple name that suited what it was. Song Shuhang liked this simple name.
Of course, if it were too simple, that wouldn’t be good, either—for example, Basic Fist Number One was simply no good. This kind of name would just rend one’s heart.
Song Shuhang thought to himself, Fortunately, the ghost spirit fairy maiden was already done.
In this way, he only had two remaining small golden cores that didn’t have Golden Core Compositions.
One of these was already reserved for the Heavenly City Golden Core Composition. As for the other one, that would be up to fate.
While Song Shuhang was in thought, the Black Dragon World’s magical ambulance came to a stop.
The door opened, and several priests from the temple came rushing over.
A priest asked, “Where’s the one who’s injured? I heard that they’re a hybrid who failed to transcend their tribulation.”
It was someone who’d survived the ‘tribulation’, being a precious hybrid at that, so they absolutely had to be saved. Otherwise, that would be a great loss to the Black Dragon World.
After the door opened, the priest saw a pale young man.
He looked very young, but as long as one carefully stared at him, they would feel the vicissitudes of life coming from his body, as if he had experienced much in life, living through thousands of years.
Sure enough, it was a hybrid. His skin was white to a terrifying degree, and it was as if he was severely malnourished.
At this man’s side, there was a white-skinned little girl. The little girl looked to be about two years old, and was a hybrid too.
But at this time, the man and little girl did not look injured at all. The two looked to be completely healthy.
What about the injured person?
“Excuse me, which one is the injured one?” the priest from the temple asked using the language of the Black Dragon World.
At this time, the staff member who drove the vehicle came down, and said, “It’s the man. His injuries are very heavy… Eh?”
The other party had still been seriously injured when he had been bringing him over.
How was he suddenly healthy again?
Song Shuhang revealed a smile, and then used the Black Dragon World’s language to reply, “Our injuries were nothing much. We’ve already recovered.”
“?” The priest from the temple was confused.
After a moment, he said, “Since you’re already here, you should enter the temple to have your body checked in case you’ve suffered hidden injuries or contracted an illness. After all, mister’s life is very precious.”
The priest was truly conscientious and kind to a fault. Where else would one be able to find such people in the universe?
“No problem. In addition, is your temple holding a baptism ceremony in the near future? I want to take this opportunity to be baptized, and have my mind and body purified. If you’re selling amulets, can you give me a few of those as well?” Song Shuhang used this opportunity to ask.
“…” Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword.
The priest doubtfully said, “The baptism will be held in the next quarter of the year. There isn’t any held in the near future. As for things like protective amulets, we do sell them, but they shouldn’t be of much use to someone like you who is already near the Fifth Level.”
Things like defensive and protective amulets were usually sold to First Level practitioners as their defensive effects were very limited.
“It’s fine. No matter how effective they’re, please give me a few.” Song Shuhang touched his ‘magical power top-up device’. “Can I pay with ‘magical power flow’?”
“Of course,” the priest said and nodded. He had no reason to stop Song Shuhang from buying a defensive amulet.
Using the magical power flow in the Black Dragon World was much more convenient than using money on Earth.
Half an hour later.
Song Shuhang took Li Yinzhu and the drunk woman as he left the temple with a satisfied look on his face.
Behind him, the staff from the temple smiled.
On Song Shuhang’s waistband, there was a small black dragon wooden protective amulet. This amulet also came with a Second Level defensive magical technique that could be activated once.
It was a decent defensive magical treasure for newbies.
At the same time, Song Shuhang’s cosmos bag had been stuffed with 15 different kinds of protective amulets with varying effects.
Li Yinzhu sat on his shoulders, and there were various kinds of small protective amulets hanging around her waist. She felt that these small amulets were very cute, and got one of each type.
The temple had gotten to sell over 10 days’ worth of amulets in a single breath.
The drunk Black Dragon World woman followed behind Song Shuhang in a daze.
Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword asked, “Where to next?”
Song Shuhang said, “Let’s look for a hotel to temporarily stay at while we wait for Senior White and Senior White Two to contact us.”
Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword said, “Alright.”
Song Shuhang continued, “By the way… Are we forgetting something?”
He kept on getting the feeling that he forgot about something after he revived.
Did the Resurrection Gold Coin have a side effect where it would cause one to forget about some small stuff?
“The cute hamster.” At this time, Li Yinzhu blinked and said, “It’s disappeared.”
“Ah, right! I can’t see № Hamster anywhere…” Song Shuhang said. “Not good, it was in Senior White’s clone’s pocket. It… couldn’t have been turned into ashes along with Senior White’s clone under the heavenly punishment, right?”
Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword replied, “That’s very likely.”
The power of the heavenly punishment was no joke.
“That isn’t good. It was Senior White Two’s favorite pet.” Song Shuhang grabbed his head. If the hamster really died, how was he to explain it to Senior White Two?
Just as Song Shuhang’s voice fell, a ‘spatial crack’ appeared in front of him; it was of the same type of those created through Senior White’s spatial talent.
In the next moment, the demonic hamster was spat out from this spatial crack, hitting Song Shuhang in the face.
In its hand was a toothpick-sized short sword, which it conveniently used to stab Song Shuhang in the face.
This sword, named ‘Death’s Edge’, had a length of 6.47 cm and a weight of 0.5 grams. Don’t look down on it because of its small size—it was a sharp treasure that could easily cut apart the protective true yuan and flesh of Fourth Stage cultivators!
Fortunately, Song Shuhang’s face was hard enough.
With a physique that surpassed the Sixth Stage, the skin on Song Shuhang’s face was as tough as a dragon’s. This divine weapon that was of the same level as the treasured saber Broken Tyrant and could easily destroy Fourth Stage cultivators could not even make a cut on Song Shuhang’s face.
But it did still cause him some pain.
The demonic hamster exclaimed, “F*ck, I’m finally out.”
Then, it found itself pasted on Song Shuhang’s face. It quickly stretched its paws, which produced an adsorption force that allowed its body to stay attached to Song Shuhang’s face without slipping.
“…” Song Shuhang.
“№ Tyrannical Song, your face is really thick.” After stabilizing its body, the demonic hamster saw that its sharp sword could not cut Song Shuhang’s face at all.
Can’t we have a proper talk?
Song Shuhang calmly said, “Can you come down from my face first?”
The demonic hamster coolly threw its treasured sword, then used a sword flying technique and stepped on it. After that, it looked at Song Shuhang’s face.
At the place where ‘Death’s Edge’ had struck, there was only a slightly red spot.
“Very thick face,” the demonic hamster said with surprise.
“Let’s change the topic. Why were you in a spatial channel just now?” Song Shuhang forcibly changed the topic.
The hamster spread its front paws, and replied, “I don’t know. When I woke up, I found that I was in a spatial channel. I was running crazily inside, but I couldn’t get to the end. I was only able to find the exit after some time, and when I got out, I landed on your face.”
In fact, it had concealed something.
When it had been running around crazily in the spatial channel, it couldn’t see the exit anywhere. Just as its heart had fallen into despair, it heard Song Shuhang call out its name.
The moment after that, a spatial crack had revealed a bright exit.
It had jumped out of the exit just to notice Song Shuhang’s big face. At that instance, it had really had the urge to cry.
Due to this scene appearing so much like an outdated drama, the demonic hamster kept it in the depths of its heart, not talking about it at all.
Song Shuhang and the others visited the city, looking for a hotel.
At this time, the drunk woman who had been following behind them suddenly said, “If you don’t have anywhere to stay, why not stay over at my house for a while?”
“Eh? You’ve sobered up?” Song Shuhang turned his head and looked at the woman.
Her face still had a certain drunk look to it. Her eyes were currently locked on Song Shuhang, a look of interest on her face.