That meteorite seemed to have locked onto Song Shuhang as though it had a GPS. It was getting closer and closer.
Song Shuhang stared at the meteorite and tried to quickly calculate the place it was going to fall at.
Then, he opened his eyes wide!
‘Am I seeing things?’ Song Shuhang rubbed his eyes. He could swear that he saw a human figure just below the meteorite.
Therefore, he carefully looked at the meteorite and injected the power of qi and blood in his eyes, allowing his sight to improve even further.
He wasn’t mistaken! There really was a person below the meteorite.
Moreover, it was someone he knew—Song Shuhang was just thinking of him. It was the same Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist that True Monarch Yellow Mountain had sealed with the Five Fingers Mountain Sealing Technique.
At this time, Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist was stuck to the meteorite that had just pounded him. The half of his face that was hit by the meteorite was swollen and full of blood, and he also had wounds all over his body. As though it wasn’t enough, the flames that were covering the meteorite had engulfed him too. Right now, majority of his clothes had turned to ashes.
‘Strange. According to what True Monarch Yellow Mountain said, Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist should have already reached the Fifth Stage and condensed a Golden Core. Why isn’t he just flying away from the meteorite instead of sticking to it? What is he trying to do?’ Song Shuhang thought to himself.
Is it possible that this meteorite is a treasured object?
Song Shuhang had misunderstood the situation. It wasn’t that Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist didn’t want to get away from the meteorite—he couldn’t because he was unconscious.
Daoist Priest Cloudy, who was a powerhouse of the Fifth Stage and had condensed a Golden Core, was knocked out by a mere meteorite?
It was as ridiculous as a muscular black uncle getting knocked out by an ant falling from a nearby tree!
Then, what exactly happened?
Let’s rewind time for about ten minutes...
Since his sense of crisis was getting heavier and heavier, Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist decided to cancel his trip to Wenzhou City and directly flew over the city, heading toward the headquarters of the Penniless Thief Sect.
But, just as he was heading toward Wenzhou City, he noticed that a shadow appeared over his head, and a warm current was coming toward his direction.
When he looked up, he was dumbfounded.
Ten meters above his head was a big meteorite with a length of five meters and breadth of seven. This meteorite was engulfed in flames and was extremely fast!
But the strange thing was, he hadn’t felt the presence of this meteorite at all. It was as though it had appeared out of thin air, directly breaking through space!
Normally speaking, someone that had reached the Fifth Stage Spiritual Emperor Realm should have felt the presence of this meteorite even if it was tens of thousands of meters away.
But, this meteorite had appeared out of nowhere, and he didn’t notice it at all.
Only when it was ten meters away from his body did he notice its presence!
‘Dammit. Did that stupid Yellow Mountain use a technique to plot against me?’
This was Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist’s first thought.
He concluded that he hadn’t sensed this meteorite because someone had used a technique to confuse his senses.
"Stupid Yellow Mountain, you’re looking down on me! I can destroy this small meteorite with just one sword!" Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist coldly snorted.
While sealed, he had worked hard to cultivate. Even if he lacked medicine pills and other natural resources, he was still able to condense a Golden Core and become a Fifth Stage Spiritual Emperor. Although he had spent more time than an average cultivator, he had a much better foundation compared to those that had relied on medicine pills to reach the Fifth Stage!
He only needed a slash of his sword to destroy this insignificant meteorite!
"Sword!" Daoist Cloudy Mist said in a grave tone. He trod on the void, and the sword orb under his feet flew up, changing into a huge ten-meter-long sword of qi that chopped toward the meteorite!
The sword qi of the sword orb clashed against the meteorite...
And the huge meteorite was immediately cut into pieces!
Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist smiled, satisfied.
His smile still had yet to blossom fully when the dormant sword qi lying in the tail of the meteorite suddenly activated, slashing toward Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist.
This sword qi was really terrifying!
Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist only saw a sword light flash through the sky.
Afterward… there was no afterward. He immediately fainted!
Before fainting, he had only one thought in mind, ‘Stupid Yellow Mountain, you sly bastard!’
When Cloudy Mist fainted, the sentient sword orb automatically flew back to his body, protecting him.
Next, he was mercilessly pounded by the meteorite, falling from the sky.
True Monarch Yellow Mountain, who had been mistaken for the culprit by Cloudy Mist, was now looking at the mirror dumbfounded.
This mirror was linked to the seal he had left on Daoist Cloudy Mist’s body. With that, he could check his every action and movement.
True Monarch Yellow Mountain couldn’t help but swallow a mouthful of saliva as he looked at this meteorite that had appeared out of nowhere and knocked out Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist.
...He had an impression of a meteorite such as this that would appear out of nowhere and was completely soundless, very fast, and extremely lethal!
It happened several hundreds of years ago. At the time, he was very young, and the duty to receive True Monarch White had fallen upon his shoulders.
On the road, he was introducing to Senior White the new changes of that era, and just as they were walking, a meteorite had appeared out of nowhere and crashed beside him, almost crushing him to death.
The meteorite that had almost killed him was also noiseless and had approached him like an assassin. Before one could even notice, they had entered the attack range of the meteorite!
"Buzz, buzz, buzz…"
Next, the screen of the mirror became black.
The seal that True Monarch Yellow Mountain had left on Cloudy Mist’s body was destroyed by the meteorite and the strange sword qi.
This time, he had really lost his trace.
"Is Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist even alive?" True Monarch Yellow Mountain muttered.
He had spent so much effort to fool around with this guy and created all those accounts to flood the chat with him. If he were to die like this, he would be really disappointed!
In the end, the meteorite fell one meter in front of Song Shuhang’s body, creating a big hole in the ground.
"Blech!" while still in a stupor, Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of bad blood. Afterward, he fainted again.
"..." Song Shuhang looked at this pitiful member of the Penniless Thief Sect and thought—Did he faint?
All the disciples of the Penniless Thief Sect he had met were very pitiful.
This Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist had decided to ridicule True Monarch Yellow Mountain after stealing some of his stuff. As a result, he was caught and sealed for 200 years. He broke through the seal with great difficulty only to be mercilessly battered by a meteorite.
‘Luck is the most profound of mysteries. Now, I’m certain of its existence!’ Song Shuhang thought to himself.
If we were to rank them, Venerable White would have an SSS level luck, while Daoist Priest Cloudy was only E level at most.
Song Shuhang looked around and he noticed that there were hardly any vehicles on this road. The main road was passing through the wilderness. Therefore, there was undeveloped land on both sides and not a single living soul in sight.
Song Shuhang arrived beside the meteorite.
After Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist’s attack, the size of the meteorite had been reduced to that of a small table.
Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist, who was still beneath it, would often send out a painful groan.
The flames engulfing the meteorite had already died out.
Song Shuhang stretched out his hand and gently touched the meteorite. Even if the flames had just died out, its surface was ice-cold and not hot in the least.
Afterward, he grabbed the meteorite and released the power of qi and blood in his Heart and Eye Apertures at full strength, lifting it.
"Ah? It’s lighter than I thought." Song Shuhang muttered. He took the meteorite and went toward the tractor.
This meteorite came from space. Whether it was a treasure or not, taking it with them wasn’t a mistake.
Speaking of which, it was a good thing that Senior White decided to drive till here with a tractor. If they were here with another vehicle, they wouldn’t be able to take the meteorite away.
This meteorite had the size of a small table, and its height was around one meter.
After putting the meteorite on the tractor, Song Shuhang patted his hands.
He felt as though Venerable White’s aura was on the meteorite.
‘Did I leave it on it when I picked it up?’ Song Shuhang scratched his head.
Then, he turned around and picked up the fainted Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist, putting him on the tractor as well.
Although Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist was a little foolish, he was still a casual acquaintance. If he could save him, it was better to do so. However, it was better to inform True Monarch Yellow Mountain that he was bringing him away.
The sword orb in front of Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist’s chest slightly shook. However, as though it had noticed that Song Shuhang had no bad intentions, it became quiet once again.
After settling everything, Song Shuhang calmly returned to the driver seat.
Rumble, rumble, rumble...
The tractor started to emit black smoke and set out on the main road once again.
Wenzhou City, Baijing Street, Song Shuhang’s house.
After getting heavily drunk, Papa Song and Old Lu started to boast shamelessly. They started to boast how incredible they were in their childhood, how they fought 1vs3 and 1vs4, and how amazing would be their sons and future daughter-in-law, etc...
They were boasting so shamelessly that the nearby Lu Tianyou couldn’t listen anymore.
Mama Song prepared several dishes that went well with wine and said to Lu Tianyou, "Tianyou, don’t bother with these two old fogies. You can go to the living room and have a rest. Leave these two to me."
"Sure, Auntie," Tianyou said with a stiff smile. After putting the bowl and chopsticks in order, he went toward the living room.
Then, he heaved a sigh of relief and sat on the sofa.
Accompanying his father to Shuhang’s house was one of the biggest mistakes he had ever made!
However, Papa Song and Old Lu had no self-awareness. They had red faces and spoke incoherently.
At this time, Papa Song’s phone rang.
He stretched out his hand, and after a while, he was able to take the phone out of his pocket.
He didn’t even look who it was and answered, shouting, "Hello, who is it?!"
"Pa, it’s me." Song Shuhang’s voice spread from the phone, "Are you drunk?"
"Eh? Oh, that shameless Old Lu is a guest here today, and I decided to accompany him for a drink. Do you need something?" Papa Song loudly said.
"I’m on my way home. I’ll be there in a little more than ten minutes." Song Shuhang said with a smile.
"Oh? You’re returning home then." Papa Song rubbed his temples.
Did you really have to come back at this time? Couldn’t you have come back at a slightly different time?
He cautiously looked at the nearby Old Lu.
Papa Song felt his liver hurt!