Translator: GodBrandy Editor: Kurisu
How did this the daoist name Virtuous Buddhist Sabersman even came to her teacher Song Shuhang’s mind?
Generally speaking, when choosing a daoist name, one would choose a daoist name that conformed to the style of the disciple.
But what was the relationship between her and the daoist name Virtuous Buddhist Sabersman?!
The monster bird Little Cai turned her head toward Fairy Dongfang Six… Elder Dongfang Six, am I still in time to regret my decision?
Fairy Dongfang Six blinked her eyes, and then asked in all seriousness, “Shuhang, do you really want to give Little Cai this daoist name?”
After seeing Elder Dongfang Six’s serious expression, Little Cai was somewhat astonished. Was it possible that there was some big meaning behind this daoist name?
“Is there something wrong with it?” Song Shuhang asked out of curiosity.
Fairy Dongfang Six shook her head. “There isn’t anything wrong with it. However, the daoist name ‘Virtuous Buddhist Sabersman’ is one of the seven daoist names you’ve used in the past, right? As such, this daoist name already received the recognition of several fellow daoists.”
“That’s true, but I can’t have seven daoist names forever. In the end, I have to choose one of the seven,” Song Shuhang replied.
If he didn’t quickly decide on his real daoist name, the seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group would start calling him ‘little friend Seven Dao Names’!
Little Cai blinked her eyes. Was this daoist name originally the daoist name of her teacher?
“Even if this is the case… there is something I must tell you before you bestow this daoist name on others. Right, do you believe in ‘luck’?” Fairy Dongfang Six asked.
“Perhaps I didn’t earlier… but now, I definitely do,” Song Shuhang said as he subconsciously gazed at Venerable White, who was researching that talisman on one side.
How could he not believe in luck when a senior with such heaven-defying luck was right next to him?
Venerable White felt Song Shuhang’s gaze, and turned his head around. “Why are you looking at me?”
[So what if I’m a looking at you!]
Cough. Song Shuhang didn’t actually say these death-seeking words out loud.
“It’s nothing, Senior White. You can keep researching the talisman. It was just a casual glance,” Song Shuhang said.
Venerable White nodded, and continued researching the talisman with great interest.
“If you believe in luck, it will be much easier to explain. Actually, the majority of the cultivators secretly believe that there is an inseparable relationship between the daoist name of a cultivator and their fate, to the point that the daoist name can even influence their life,” Fairy Dongfang Six said.
“I already know this. When I chose my seven daoist names, Senior Thrice Reckless told me about it,” Song Shuhang said.
Fairy Dongfang Six continued, “Therefore, even though you’ve used this daoist name for just a short period of time in the past, it has already been linked to your destiny. Such being the case, if you [personally] bestow this daoist name on Little Cai—note, only if it is done with your permission—Little Cai’s fate will be linked to yours through this daoist name. As for how her fate will change, we cannot say for sure… but in regards to Little Cai, this should be a good deed. Little friend Shuhang is someone with great luck, and if Little Cai inherits your daoist name, perhaps her luck will also change for the best after getting influenced by yours.”
“There is actually such a thing?” Song Shuhang had learned something new.
“Actually, this matter related to inheriting a daoist name and improving one’s destiny isn’t a secret or anything in the world of cultivators. The most famous example would be the Immortal Sword Pavilion, one of the four great sects of swordsmen. After their sect master inherits the position, they also inherit the daoist name ‘Supreme Sword Monarch’ from the previous generation,” Fairy Dongfang Six said.
“It sounds very complicated,” Song Shuhang said.
Fairy Dongfang Six said, “Now, it’s up to you whether you want to bestow the daoist name ‘Virtuous Buddhist Sabersman’ on Little Cai or not.”
Little Cai’s eyes were shining. Although the daoist name ‘Virtuous Buddhist Sabersman’ didn’t fit her style, her destiny would obtain a great boost after getting linked to Song Shuhang’s through this daoist name, which was absolutely wonderful!
After all, her teacher was someone that had condensed and materialized his light of virtue into a lamia within just a month! If she could obtain this boost in luck, it would be perfect!
She discovered that she really wanted this daoist name now.
Thereupon, she looked at her teacher with an expectant expression on her face.
Song Shuhang pondered for a moment, and then turned his head toward Venerable White. “Senior White, do you think I should bestow the daoist name ‘Virtuous Buddhist Sabersman’ on Little Cai?”
“It’s your personal matter. You should decide,” Venerable White replied without turning his head.
“It’s just that I cannot make up my mind. According to Senior Dongfang Six’s words, this is a serious matter, but I still feel that bestowing this daoist name on Little Cai will be a good thing. Therefore, I thought of asking Senior White’s opinion,” Song Shuhang said.
Little Cai immediately got nervous. Who knew what this Venerable White would say? Now, it was up to Senior White if she would receive this daoist name or not!
“Alright.” Venerable White put down the small talisman, and took out a coin, saying, “Heads or tails?”
“Heads!” Song Shuhang said. If the result was heads, he would bestow that daoist name on Little Cai!
Venerable White nodded his head, and stretched out his hand, throwing the coin in the air.
“Ding~” The coin returned to his palm, and Senior White showed the result to Song Shuhang.
It was heads.
The will of Heaven had spoken!
Song Shuhang nodded his head, very satisfied. Then, he turned around to face the monster bird Little Cai. “Little Cai, let’s start from the beginning. Today, your teacher will bestow upon you the daoist name… Virtuous Buddhist Sabersman!” he said in all seriousness.
Little Cai: surprised_pikachu_face.jpg
It was over like this? Such an important matter was decided with a toss of a coin?
Teacher, why does it feel that you aren’t taking things seriously?!
However, Little Cai immediately returned to her senses. It didn’t matter how it happened, the most important thing was that she had finally obtained the precious daoist name ‘Virtuous Buddhist Sabersman’!
Thereupon, she sat on the floor once more, and knocked her small head on the ground. “Little Cai is thankful to teacher for bestowing this daoist name on her.”
“In that case, from today onwards, you’ll be Little Cai the Virtuous Buddhist Sabersman!” Song Shuhang said, very pleased. He had finally managed to get rid of one of those daoist names.
Speaking of which, there was also Joseph, his probationary disciple. Some day in the future, after Joseph truly became his disciple, Song Shuhang could give him one of those seven daoist names as well.
Now that he thought about it, Joseph had moved next to him, and lived in Baijing Street like him.
At the appointed time, he could bestow the fourth daoist name, Baijing Street’s Sabersman, upon Joseph.
After settling two of the seven daoist names that had given him a headache for quite some time, Song Shuhang felt very happy.
Now then, should he receive Lady Onion as a disciple too? What she practiced was Ye Si’s ❮Tome of Never-Ending Tears❯, and Ye Si was his ghost spirit, and what was hers was also his. From a certain point of view, Lady Onion was already half his disciple.
At that time, perhaps he could throw one of the other daoist names to Lady Onion?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was a good idea!
Song Shuhang returned home with a full load after witnessing the battle on the summit of the forbidden city.
He got Immortal Master Copper Trigram’s gift box (temporarily), a seed of the Sinful Black Lotus that allowed him to awaken two pretty useful demonic techniques, a ball of sword orb thread, a new disciple, two batches of materials to arrange formations for the heavenly tribulation, and a membership card that gave him a 20% discount on the articles of the 250th branch of the [All the Monsters of the World Should Unite and Become a Family] organization.
After receiving Little Cai as his first disciple, Song Shuhang—as well as Venerable White and Fairy Dongfang Six—proceeded toward another place close to the forbidden city.
It was a place that Northern River’s Loose Cultivator had organized ahead of time so that the various fellow daoists could have a get-together and discuss profound principles after the battle on the summit of the forbidden city was over.
As Song Shuhang and the others approached the place, they realized that the spiritual qi in that area was very concentrated.
Cultivators could see golden lotuses quickly blooming and withering in the air. Then, there was also a seven-colored radiance, and the sound of profound discussions was continuously echoing.
Song Shuhang said, “The effects are always this exaggerated when the seniors discuss among themselves…”
When the seniors of the group started discussing next to the Grievance Settling Platform of the Chu Family the last time, something similar happened. All sorts of abnormal phenomena appeared, and the sound of the Great Way echoed incessantly.
Song Shuhang’s strength had increased quite a bit since the last time. Therefore, he didn’t feel huge pressure when he approached the place where the seniors were having their profound discussions this time.
“This time around, this group of lazybones didn’t actually start gossiping after getting together, but decided to discuss profound principles? If True Monarch Yellow Mountain could see this scene, he would definitely be happy,” Fairy Dongfang Six said with a smile.
The reason True Monarch Yellow Mountain had founded the Nine Provinces Number One Group with ‘Venerable Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue’ and ‘Xuan Nu Sect’s Skylark’ was to allow the various fellow daoists to easily exchange and discuss cultivation-related matters.
But, for some reason, the style of the group turned for the worst later. Compared to discussing profound principles, the fellow daoists of the group preferred gossiping or seeking death, putting the non-essentials before the fundamentals. True Monarch Yellow Mountain was really depressed as a result.
Since the fellow daoists were having a hard-to-come-by serious discussion, Song Shuhang followed Senior White and Fairy Dongfang Six into the house, quietly looking for a good place where he could sit and listen.
Song Shuhang was still unable to participate in a discussion of this level. The time he had practiced was too short, and his strength was also insufficient.
However, as long as one carefully listened to this profound discussion that was creating all sorts of phenomena, the resulting effects would surpass those of several months or years of hard practice. It was a scene that ordinary low-level cultivators would never see in their life.
Unfortunately, Little Cai’s realm was too low, and she was a monster cultivator to boot. Even if Fairy Dongfang Six was protecting her, her head started spinning after she listened for a short while. She quickly fell into a deep slumber.
On the other hand, Lady Onion in Song Shuhang’s size-reducing purse was able to stay clear-headed since she had taken root on the enlightenment stone.
In addition, when she listened to the heated discussion among the seniors, Lady Onion felt as though she was enlightened all of a sudden. The light of the Great Way she had seen in Senior White Rabbit’s dream—when both Senior White Rabbit and Daoist Priest Virtue were ascending to the sky while shrouded in blinding light—resurfaced in her mind. Lady Onion felt as though she was about to break through the bottleneck of the next small realm, and subconsciously activated the ❮Tome of Never-Ending Tears❯.
In the meantime, just as Song Shuhang was attentively listening, mesmerized, the nucleus in his Heart Aperture was also affected, and quickly started to change.
That small island that had a surface of twenty square meters was now a thousand of times bigger, and had reached the size of a real island.
At the same time… in the chaos outside the small island, a fist-sized object suddenly took shape.
It was a ball of liquid metal.