Su Clan’s Sixteen quickly replied, “Sixteen is in seclusion right now. When she finishes her seclusion, I will relay this to her.”
“???” Song Shuhang.
It isn’t Sixteen who’s online? Who is it then?
For some reason, in Song Shuhang’s mind, he immediately thought of Venerable Spirit Butterfly, who often used his daughter’s account.
Song Shuhang replied, “Senior Seven?”
“No,” Su Clan’s Sixteen replied.
Song Shuhang instantly understood. “Elder Sister White Dragon.”
Su Clan’s Sixteen responded, “Yes, I am your Elder Sister White Dragon. Also… don’t send any more messages. I’m playing a game. You’ve interrupted me twice and caused me to miss a kill. We can chat after I finish this game.”
“…” Song Shuhang.
“…” The virtuous lamia.
Song Shuhang looked up at the sky.
The virtuous lamia immediately snatched the line. “Heavens!”
Song ‘No Lines To Say’ Shuhang.
Was it just him? Why did it seem as if there was something wrong with the style of the ancient seniors around him?
“Beep, beep, beep~”
At this time, Soft Feather replied.
Spirit Butterfly Island’s Soft Feather: “Senior Song, you met my ghost spirit? Can you bring her back?”
“I can’t bring it back.” Song Shuhang sighed, and replied, “I also lost my steel manifestation.”
Spirit Butterfly Island’s Soft Feather: “…Aww 😭.”
Song Shuhang: “Indeed 😭.”
Soft Feather replied, “No wonder I’ve been finding my spiritual energy having skyrocketed whenever I wake up recently. Not only that, I also find myself having comprehended all kinds of things and my strength increasing. I thought I had awakened a hidden talent, but it turns out that all this has been happening because of the feedback from my ghost spirit. I’ve recently been checking up on news on transcending the tribulation, just to prepare in case I have to go through one myself.”
Actually, she was just about to go look for Senior Brother Liu Jianyi and consult him about it.
Soft Feather murmured, “I still haven’t heard from my father; he should be preparing to transcend his heavenly tribulation of the Eighth Stage, but there hasn’t been any sign of a divinity show. I honestly don’t know if he’s still closed up or if he’s preparing to transcend the tribulation. He might even already be transcending the tribulation.”
Song Shuhang: “👍 Anyway, it is good to prepare yourself for the worst. Well done.”
After sending this message, Song Shuhang suddenly felt a little dizzy, and he shook his head slightly.
Was it because he had spent too much time in the ‘Virtuous Network’, and his mental energy couldn’t withstand it?
No, that couldn’t be right. Hadn’t he stayed inside the Virtuous Network for a lot longer when he was with Senior Melon Eater earlier?
He turned his head and looked at Fairy @#%×. “Fairy Waiting for a Promise, is there a problem with my current state?”
The virtuous lamia blinked, then opened her small mouth, and said in Song Shuhang’s voice, “What kind of wine is this? It tastes like soda. Hmm, it tastes pretty good. Even people like me who don’t drink wine much will find themselves liking this.
“It doesn’t feel like wine at all, let’s have another glass!
“Haha, I feel like I can continue drinking.
“Drink! Lady Kunna is right, when drinking with a bosom friend, a thousand cups isn’t much. With such good wine, we should drink even more!
“Don’t drink, Little Yinzhu, you’re still young… I will take Little Yinzhu’s share.”
“…” Song Shuhang.
Have I been drinking too much in the real world?
What kind of wine did the old tribal chief bring out that even someone with a Sixth Stage physique like me is unable to hold on?
And listening to the virtuous lamia’s words, the wine even tasted like soda and tasted good?
Not good, my drunk self in the real world is affecting my consciousness here in the Virtuous Network.
“I’ll leave first.” Song Shuhang sighed, preparing to say goodbye to Soft Feather.
At this time, Soft Feather sent a question. “Right, Senior Song, I just saw what you said in the group. You said you have eight golden cores now? Are you going to transcend your tribulation soon?”
Song Shuhang replied, “Mm-hm, I might ascend soon. However, my life-bound whale core is still blank, so it should still be some time before I ascend to the Sixth Stage.
“Right, Soft Feather, wanna add me as a friend?” Song Shuhang’s thinking became more lively under the stimulation of alcohol.
With him like this, his thoughts were a lot jumpier.
Spirit Butterfly Island’s Soft Feather doubtfully replied, “Haven’t I already added Senior as a friend?”
Song Shuhang said, “I’m talking about something else. Honestly, I’m not sure whether or not this will even work since you don’t have the Virtuous Network, but… it’s worth a try.”
While saying that, he projected his ‘QR code Golden Core Composition’, took a picture of it, and then sent the picture to Soft Feather.
He had no idea if this would work or not, but he should at least give it a try.
Song Shuhang prompted, “Soft Feather, try scanning this QR code with your mental energy.”
Soft Feather said, “Okay, Senior Song.”
She followed Song Shuhang’s instructions and released her mental energy.
After a while.
“Nothing happened, Senior Song,” she replied. “Senior Song, is there something interesting with this QR code?”
“That’s a pity,” Song Shuhang said.
It seems that sending the ‘QR code’ in the form of a photo had no effect.
There wasn’t a prompt for a friend request, nor a prompt to level up. It was completely useless.
Song Shuhang said, “Kind of. However, it looks like we’ll have to wait until we meet in person before trying again. At that time, I’ll give you all a ‘magical power top-up device’ and let all of you try scanning the QR code. Ugh, my status is a bit unsustainable now. I have to go offline first. See you next time, Soft Feather.”
He had a bold idea in mind—before leaving the Black Dragon World, he would go to the ‘temple’ to buy a batch of ‘magical power top-up devices’ to bring back to the main world, and then experiment with them.
Soft Feather smiled, and said, “Then, I’ll be waiting for Senior Song’s gift.”
Song Shuhang: “Mm-hm, see you later 👋.”
Afterward, he opened Su Clan’s Sixteen’s chat window again. “Elder Sister White Dragon, goodbye.”
Su Clan’s Sixteen’s account replied, “I told you I’m playing a game!”
“It’s exactly because I know that Elder Sister White Dragon is in the middle of playing a game that I couldn’t help but remind you: play moderately.” Song ‘Can’t Stop Seeking Death’ Shuhang.
Su Clan’s Sixteen’s account replied, “I died!”
Song Shuhang said, “I’m going off~ Right, I’ll send you a QR code before leaving.”
Before going offline, he sent the QR code he sent to ‘Soft Feather’ to Su Clan’s Sixteen.
As Song Shuhang was about to leave the Virtuous Network, he found that someone had sent him a private chat message.
When the Bright Moon Appears: “Shuhang, are you going to transcend the tribulation again?”
When the Bright Moon Appears?
Which senior is this?
Ah, right, now that I think of it… It should be the pregnant scholar.
That should be his daoist name, I think? I’m not too sure about the first word.
But that’s fine. At this time, as long as I’m witty, I should be able to only use ‘scholar’ when addressing this senior!
I’m witty, I can do this.
Song Shuhang replied, “Yes, my heavenly tribulation might descend soon, but it still isn’t certain. Senior Pregnant, is something the matter? I’m about to go offline, I can’t hold on for much longer. You can leave a message if something is up. I should be online again tomorrow, so I’ll take a look at it then.”
After he finished typing this, Song Shuhang really couldn’t hold on much longer. He didn’t even bother checking the sentence he had typed as he was forced to leave the ‘Virtuous Network’.
Meanwhile, the scholar was holding his phone. On his phone, there was an unfinished message that he still had not sent. “If you don’t have a place to transcend your heavenly tribulation of the Sixth Stage, I have a place I could lend you. The location is a blessed land of sorts, it was specifically made for the modernized heavenly tribulation. At that time…”
The scholar silently looked at the words ‘Senior Pregnant’.
Then, the scholar silently pressed the backspace key, and deleted the words he had just typed.
Wine really was a wonderful thing. After drinking a lot of it, it could make you feel so refreshed that even seeking death felt pleasant.
When Song Shuhang’s consciousness returned to the Black Dragon World, he found that he was heavily drunk at a banquet.
At first, it was only the old tribal chief and several important figures of the Dragon Blood Tribe who accompanied Song Shuhang and Lady Kunna for dinner.
But at some point, the ordinary meal had become a joyous banquet.
All kinds of dishes were constantly being served, and more and more people came to participate in the banquet. Most of the members of the Dragon Blood Tribe had mixed into the banquet—this was a normal thing for the Dragon Blood Tribe.
The old tribal chief had long gotten drunk and collapsed.
Claiming that he could easily drink a thousand cups without a hiccup, the old tribal chief drank joyously, even having the fine wines the Dragon Blood Tribe had in storage brought out for the banquet. As they continued drinking… Lady Kunna eventually felt the rush to drink, taking out several jars of fragrant wine from her spatial magical equipment.
This wine was fragrant and attractive.
After drinking a cup of it, the old tribal chief collapsed.
The other members of the Dragon Blood Tribe were the same, and none of them could survive three cups.
Little Yinzhu next to Song Shuhang also drank a lot; her face was flushed, and her eyes seemed to have lost focus.
Fairy Creation remained unmoving with her belly on the ground.
It seems like she had drunk too much as well? Wait, she could drink? Anyway, with how high her realm is, even she got drunk to the point of having to lay down? Song Shuhang had some doubts in his mind.
At the banquet, only Song Shuhang and Lady Kunna were left behind.
The wine that Lady Kunna took out was not inferior to the Immortal Fairy Bie Xue’s immortal brew at the Immortal Feast. Even Song Shuhang with his Sixth Stage cultivator physique wasn’t doing well when faced with this wine.
Moreover, the wine contained a huge amount of pure energy, not any less than natural treasures. Just by drinking it, it felt as if there was energy hidden in one’s body that was being stimulated.
No wonder even Little Yinzhu couldn’t help but drink a lot.
This wine was a treasure.
For this wine, no matter how drunk one got, it would be worth it. Song Shuhang sighed in his heart.
“Is there no more food? Come on, keep serving it up!” Lady Kunna laughed loudly; she was completely drunk.
Her eyes were as red as jade and gleaming brightly.
Song Shuhang’s consciousness became a little blurred—he remembered a line from the appraisal he had done back then on Lady Kunna.
[Wine is a good thing, it can stimulate a person’s potential.]
Was the appraisal referring to the wine that Lady Kunna had?
Or could it still have some other hidden meaning?
Lady Kunna said, “Mr. Shuhang, there is no more food.”
Song Shuhang shook his head, his consciousness becoming more and more blurred.
“If there isn’t any food, we’ll have to get some ourselves.” Song Shuhang opened his mouth and breathed out lightly. As the white lotus flowers fell, they exuded a strange fragrance.
In the end, Song Shuhang himself didn’t know how much he drank.
In a daze, he stared at Lady Kunna.
Kunna held a lotus in her hand and peeled off the leaves.
At this time, her eyes were no longer scarlet red, but scarlet gold with vertical pupils.