Translator: GodBrandy Editor: Kurisu
When Song Shuhang learned Venerable White wanted some ‘good food’, he got a bad feeling about this––Venerable White’s current situation made him remember about his summer break during his high school years, when he, together with his friends, would play games to grind for equipment.
During those times, he and his friends would grind bosses for equipment, and would continue doing so even for several days. They would even shorten the time they allotted for eating and going to the bathroom as much as they could, to the point that they would wish they could just eat in front of their computers. They were truly addicted to grinding bosses.
Venerable White couldn’t possibly be addicted to grinding the heavenly tribulation, could he?
Meeting Venerable White… was truly a tragic encounter for the heavenly tribulation.
However, he didn’t really have any good food with him right now.
Besides having a few fasting pills of different tastes, Song Shuhang could only use his ‘Lotus Blossoming Tongue’ skill together with the Saber Intent Condensing Grass to produce a batch of ‘Saber Intent Condensing Lotus Seeds’ for Senior White. Or perhaps, in a while, he could send over the ‘crocodile leg’ that Immortal Fairy Bie Xue was going to cook.
With this in mind, Song Shuhang tried to send a message by controlling his left hand and writing on the transparent box with his fingers.
[Senior White, what do you want to eat? I’ve got some fasting pills, or if you want, I can make some Saber Intent Condensing Lotus Seeds. Besides what I’ve already listed, I can contact Immortal Fairy Bie Xue later and get a finely cooked crocodile leg from her.]
Song Shuhang’s left hand wrote really awkwardly. After all, he wasn’t left-handed. Now, would Venerable White be able to understand what he wrote?
Soon, Venerable White used Song Shuhang’s left hand to send a message. [What were you trying to write? It’s too messy, I can’t understand it. You can just write a note and send it to me through your Inner World.]
Song Shuhang: “…”
Why didn’t I think of that? Sure enough, my way of thinking still isn’t flexible enough.
A moment later, Song Shuhang used a pen to quickly write a note on a piece of paper. He then sent the pen and paper into his Inner World, using his left arm, which was still in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, to take them out on the other side.
In the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, Venerable White got the pen and paper, and after looking at the message, he used the pen and paper to write a reply. [I’ll have some Saber Intent Condensing Lotus Seeds first… Then, can I have some other things to eat? Any snack would be fine! I also want some tea, but I don’t have any water here, so can you lend me some of the spring water from your living spring?]
After writing his reply, Venerable White stuffed the note back into Song Shuhang’s left hand.
When Song Shuhang felt the note being returned to his hand, he quickly willed it to be sent back to him through the Inner World.
After reading Venerable White’s reply, Song Shuhang’s mouth twitched.
He wants to eat, and still wants to drink tea? Senior White, are you really transcending the heavenly tribulation?
Was Senior White’s heavenly tribulation even the same as mine?
With a sigh, Song Shuhang wrote a reply on the piece of paper. [Alright, my class will end in a short while. I’ll help you find some food to eat after class. I’ll also be sending over the spring water and the Saber Intent Condensing Lotus Seeds in a bit.]
The piece of paper was then, once again, sent to Venerable White through the Inner World.
Venerable White looked at Song Shuhang’s reply, and the corners of his mouth rose. After thinking for a few seconds, Venerable White then replied. [Great, I should be able to hold up while waiting for you to send the stuff over. Also, this spatial magical treasure is already full, send it over to your Inner World and take out all the ‘guided missiles’ and ‘nuclear bombs’ stored inside it. I’ve already placed seals on everything, so there won’t be a problem.]
After writing his reply, Venerable White then stuffed the note and spatial magical treasure into Song Shuhang’s left hand. Then, the items were again transferred to Song Shuhang through his Inner World.
After reading the reply, Song Shuhang looked at Senior White’s spatial magical treasure, which was full of guided missiles and nuclear bombs… This stuff really won’t blow up my Inner World, right?
It was especially dangerous if something were to explode in his Inner World as there was a great number of invisible sword insects and a fighting kangaroo beast inside.
While Song Shuhang and Venerable White were communicating through that piece of paper, sitting not too far away from Song Shuhang, True Monarch White Crane accidentally pinched and broke the pen in its hands.
I miscalculated. Yesterday, I placed Su Clan’s Sixteen in Song Shuhang’s room in the middle of the night. However, while it was only the two of them in the room, nothing actually happened. Damn it, perhaps I should have been more direct yesterday. Moreover, is there really no problem with Song Shuhang’s sexual orientation? True Monarch White Crane was unwilling to give up, and also felt a tinge of worry.
As his first class ended, Song Shuhang prepared to go buy some food for Senior White.
He stretched and stood up. “Gao Moumou, you guys want to eat anything? My treat.”
“I just had breakfast, ain’t hungry.” Gao Moumou lay on his table as he quickly typed on his phone. Since his roommates already knew that he wrote novels, he no longer sneakily typed on his computer. Instead, he would now use all the spare time and energy he had to write his novels.
“Anything is fine,” Tubo said lazily.
“Since it’s rare for Song Shuhang to treat us, I won’t be polite. I didn’t get to eat anything this morning, so I won’t mind something that can fill up my stomach,” Yangde said with a smile.
Song Shuhang nodded, and said, “Alright, I’ll go and see what I can get for you two.”
Loli Shi raised her head, and said with her cute voice, “Senior Brother Song, do you want me to go with you?”
Song Shuhang replied, “No need, I can go by myself.”
Loli Shi then shyly said, “But I want to buy some melon seeds, I’ve already finished what the ones I had.”
Song Shuhang responded, “I’ll get them for you. What flavor do you want?”
Shi quickly replied, “I want one of each.”
“…” Song Shuhang. “Alright, no problem.”
After leaving the classroom, Song Shuhang first operated his footwork to avoid his classmates as he looked for an empty classroom.
After finding one and confirming that there really was nobody there, he used his ‘Lotus Blossoming Tongue’ skill and produced over ten ‘Saber Intent Condensing Lotus Seeds’.
Then, he moved into the Palace of Winter in his Inner World alongside those lotus seeds. After that, he also stored the guided missiles and nuclear bombs in Venerable White’s spatial magical treasure in his Palace of Winter.
The Palace of Winter had its own defensive formation—it was an Immortal-rank palace, after all. Keeping the guided missiles and nuclear bombs in the Palace of Winter made Song Shuhang feel assured that his Inner World would still be fine even if they were to suddenly explode.
After dealing with the lotus seeds and the explosives, he went to the campus’ canteen to buy some snacks, some of which he sent into his Inner World, while the rest was for Tubo, Yangde, and Shi.
Song Shuhang thought to himself, It seems that it would really be best for me to practice even a simple illusion technique.
Otherwise, he would have to avoid the crowd every time he was going to do something, which was simply too troublesome.
After returning to the classroom, Song Shuhang divided the snacks and the melon seeds between Tubo, Yangde, and Shi. Afterward, he sent the Saber Intent Condensing Lotus Seeds, spring water, remaining snacks, and that empty spatial magical treasure over to Venerable White, who was still in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.
Has Senior White really gotten addicted to grinding the heavenly tribulation? How long will he go on? Is he going to keep at it for another day or two? Or, will he actually drag it on for half a month?
Song Shuhang had already prepared to get supplies that’d last for a long time.
In the following moment, Senior White sent him another note.
Song Shuhang opened up the piece of paper to have a look. What was written on the note was: [Steps to unseal the heavenly tribulation guided missiles]. Below were three steps detailing how to unseal the guided missiles.
Song Shuhang: “…”
What does this mean? Does Senior White want me to find a place to test out the guided missiles?
Song Shuhang brought out a new piece of paper, wrote a big question mark on it, and then sent it to Venerable White.
He then quickly received a reply from Venerable White.
[This is a thank-you gift for the spring water and the snacks—it’s mainly for self-defense. Earlier, when grinding the heavenly tribulation, I would divine the future for the fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group when I got bored or had spare time. When I did so for you, I found out that you might encounter some trouble in the near future. Therefore, I sent you a guide on how to unseal the guided missiles. If you end up in big trouble, you can just throw the missile and make it explode.]
If this gadget were to blow up, I would be done for as well! The only exception is if I finish repairing my high-quality puppet, or perhaps let the virtuous lamia wear the ‘flat imperial hat’ again to enter her ’empress’ mode.
No, wait… I almost forgot I still had the Inner World!
If I ever end up in a really dangerous situation, I can indeed just unseal the guided missile and have it explode while I hide inside my Inner World, letting my enemy have a taste of those missiles made of heavenly tribulation.
Song Shuhang then wrote Senior White a reply. [Thank you]
Venerable White no longer replied to Shuhang. It seemed that he already returned to transcending the tribulation––because Song Shuhang could once again sense numbness in his left arm.
The last class of the morning finally ended.
Song Shuhang let out a sigh of relief. His left arm was still numb from the electric shocks, but he could already keep a calm and straight face despite it.
He’d already gotten used to getting the shocks. Now, such electric shocks no longer had an effect on his will!
Gao Moumou asked, “What’s for lunch?”
Tubo replied, “Don’t you have an appointment with Yayi?”
“Mm-hm, that’s why I asked you guys what you wanted to eat. When we get back, we’ll be bringing you lunch,” Gao Moumou said with a smirk.
“No need, Yangde and I will look for something to eat by ourselves.” Tubo then asked, “Shuhang, what about you?”
Song Shuhang said, “I’ve got an appointment with someone as well.”
While they were talking, Su Clan’s Sixteen’s figure had already appeared at the door.
Today, Su Clan’s Sixteen had clearly dressed herself up to look more mature. After all, she was technically a teacher.
Su Clan’s Sixteen asked, “Shuhang, do you still have any more classes in the morning?”
“Nope, I only had three classes in the morning,” Song Shuhang said with a smile. On the way to Sixteen, Song Shuhang said to Shi, “Shi, when you and Sen— Classmate White Crane go back, be sure to be careful.”
Shi kept the melon seeds and nodded her head.
Song Shuhang asked, “Sixteen, have you had lunch?”
“I’ve had a fasting pill.” Su Clan’s Sixteen blinked, and said, “Aren’t we going to learn how to control a flying saber? So, I just ate a fasting pill to save time.”
Song Shuhang laughed as he brought out a fasting pill and swallowed it. “Where are we going to practice the technique?”
“I found a good place yesterday, just follow me.” Su Clan’s Sixteen then beckoned to Song Shuhang as she took out her own life-bound treasured saber.