Chapter 422: Song Shuhang, how come its you again?!
Translator: GodBrandy Editor: Kurisu
In one of the branches of the Limitless Demon Sect.
One of the puppets of the mister arrived at the branch and carried out the transaction.
It handed over a high-quality Blood Sea Jade and carried off a sealed package from the branch of the Limitless Demon Sect.
Inside the package was the Blood God's Evil Saber Formation used to condense the life-bound Blood God Saber.
After taking the package and leaving the branch of the Limitless Demon Sect, the puppet hid its presence and disappeared from the line of sight of the disciples of the Limitless Demon Sect.
After reaching a far away place, the 'puppet' cast a glance upward.
"The connection with She Lan was interrupted that arrogant guy died? From the looks of it, it wasn't too wise to steal the four paintings with the 'sword technique'. The smelted cave must have been compromised too; I can't return there for the time being," the puppet said hoarsely. "Useless trash he wasn't even able to discover the secret hidden within the 'sword technique'."
Luckily, they managed to obtain the formation to condense the life-bound Blood God Saber. Hence, they didn't suffer an excessive loss.
After pondering for a moment, the puppet turned around and stealthily headed toward China's coastal area.
Not long after the puppet left, Demon Monarch Anzhi's clone arrived at the branch of the Limitless Demon Sect to take the Blood Sea Jade.
This piece of Blood Sea Jade could barely replace the Blood God Crystal, allowing Demon Monarch Anzhi, Young Master Hai, and Zheng Neng to have a certain confidence in condensing a Golden Core with seven dragon patterns.
Very soon, Young Master Hai's clone took the Blood Sea Jade from Anzhi's clone.
"Not bad, the quality is pretty high. Although that 'mister' is a disgusting fellow, he's a fine business partner," Young Master Hai's clone said with a smile. "Alright, I'll use the projecting technique to thank him. While I'm at it, I'll warn him about that Miss 'Chu Chu'."
There was a chance that the Chu Chu swinging the treasured saber Broken Tyrant and that 'Stressed by a Mountain of Books' that was giving him a headache were the same person. If that was really the case, that mister had to be careful. After all, several powerful seniors were helping this 'Stressed by a Mountain of Books'.
In the sky.
Venerable Spirit Butterfly operated the cloud-shaped magical treasure and sped toward the coastal area.
At this time, the two Venerables were discussing and pondering how to build an innovative race track for the 'hand-guided tractor competition'.
Venerable White decided to hold the competition in the coastal area. The first part of the race track would be on land, while the latter half on the surface of the sea.
Venerable Spirit Butterfly laughed. "Ahaha, Fellow Daoist White's imagination is really something else. Cleaving through wind and waves on the surface of the sea seems much more exciting than driving on land."
Venerable White continued, "Additionally, I was planning to bury some landmines on the land-section of the race track and conceal their presence with formations. It's not like the fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group will be injured by such a weapon with their strength. At most, it will destroy the tires of their tractors and make the competition more exciting and difficult."
"It's a good idea. Adding some modern gadgets will make the competition even more enjoyable." Venerable Spirit Butterfly clicked his tongue in admiration and said, "But has Fellow Daoist White already prepared the landmines?"
"Not yet. But I've read about them, and the principle behind is rather easy to understand. I think I can manufacture a few of them myself," Venerable White said full of confidence.
After hearing this much, the nearby Song Shuhang got goosebumps.
My God! Venerable White's handmade landmines? Would the seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group be able to survive those things?
Perhaps Senior Medicine Master will need to prepare several more beds!
No, I have to stop Senior White from doing something so dangerous...
Just as Song Shuhang was planning to step forward and save the lives of the seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group...
...Venerable Spirit Butterfly laughed and said, "Fellow Daoist White, you don't need to trouble yourself. If we're talking about landmines, I have many of them in my stock. Not only landmines, but I also have several torpedoes that can be hidden in the sea-section to make things more exciting."
Venerable White's eyes immediately lit up. "Fellow Daoist Spirit Butterfly, it was a very good idea to involve you in this matter."
"Ahahaha! Fellow Daoist White is overpraising me," Venerable Spirit Butterfly said with a smile. At the same time, he secretly held his thumb up in approval behind his back.
He had no other choice! After all, his beloved daughter was going to participate in the hand-guided tractor competition as well! Therefore, how could he let Venerable White use something as scary as his handmade landmines?
Therefore, if he had to go to the neighboring states to steal landmines and torpedoes, he was willing to do it! Moreover, he would choose the ones that made a lot of noise but had low destructive power.
Song Shuhang clenched his fists with excitement it was indeed a very good idea to involve Venerable Spirit Butterfly in this matter!
Song Shuhang's favorable impression of Venerable Spirit Butterfly increased by 10,086 points.
Very soon, Venerable Spirit Butterfly's cloud reached the coastal area.
Afterward, the two Venerables started to prepare the race track enthusiastically.
Soft Feather didn't go with them. According to her, there was no point in participating in the competition if she knew beforehand where the traps were positioned.
Miss Soft Feather was a girl that lived for the thrill.
Song Shuhang gazed into the distance the sound of the two Venerables laughing and discussing reached his position from time to time.
Venerable Spirit Butterfly said, "How about placing a trap that makes one return to the starting point here? Fellow Daoist White can place one of his disposable flying swords here, and all the fellow daoists that enter the range of the trap will be picked up along the tractor and brought to the starting point."
"It seems good. Moreover, we can arrange other traps or boosts with similar features on the road. For example, we can place traps that will make the participants hover in place for ten seconds, something similar to a forced pause, or a few boosts that can allow them to advance of let's say 1000 meters by relying on the features of disposable flying swords." Venerable White made other examples.
"We might as well place maintenance tools, spare tires, and similar things on the edge of the road as boosts, allowing the participants whose tires exploded to keep competing."
"Such being the case, how about several boosts consisting in formations that can increase one's speed by ten times?"
"How about placing the perpetual version of the exploding lightning art in here? A large explosion would give a start to the technique, and lightning would randomly start to rain from the sky. All the participants entering the affected area would have to try their best to dodge the lightning. It's a very good method to test the reaction time and driving skills of the participants!"
"Not bad! While we're at it, we can use a technique that makes earth spikes pop out from the ground. The length shouldn't be too big, and its aim should be to destroy the hand-guided tractors of the participants." The two Venerables kept discussing and got more and more ideas.
Their imagination was running wild and seemed like an endless and unstoppable stream. The ideas they were coming up with were likewise getting scarier and scarier.
Song Shuhang lit several candles for the seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group.
"Soft Feather, remember to wear a powerful armor with strong defensive abilities while participating in the competition!" Song Shuhang turned his head around and gave a heartfelt advice to Soft Feather.
Soft Feather's strength was much lower than the seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group's. Therefore, she had to properly pay attention to her safety while racing on that dangerous race track.
"I know! Thanks for your concern, Senior Song!" Soft Feather smiled and said, "Then, I'll prepare a powerful armor for you as well."
"What? For me?" Song Shuhang was stunned. Then, he quickly waved his hand and said, "No need, no need. I won't participate in the competition!"
"Senior Song won't participate?" Soft Feather blinked her eyes and said, "That's a pity. I think that Senior Song will regret not participating in such an exciting competition."
"Ahahaha, this exciting and explosive competition is not too suitable for me. I prefer competitions that are slightly more relaxed and easy-going." Song Shuhang forced a smile there was no way he would regret something like that!
On the contrary, what he would regret for a lifetime was participating!
"I have the feeling that Senior Song will surely participate in the competition at the appointed time! I have this premonition!" Soft Feather said.
"..." Song Shuhang.
Ugh, ugh, ugh! I shouldn't mind what she said, let's hope for the best!
Just as the two of them were chatting, Soft Feather suddenly stopped. Then, she stretched out her hand and took out a crystal from her size-reducing purse.
This crystal was something that she and Song Shuhang retrieved from the smelted cave of Mr. She Lan.
Since she found the crystal very beautiful, Soft Feather decided to take it with her.
Soft Feather said in puzzlement, "Strange, it almost feels as though this crystal is sending some sort of signal..."
At this time, the nearby Liu Jianyi stretched out his neck and shot a glance at the crystal. "Similar crystals were used by ancient cultivators to communicate amongst them. Their effects aren't bad, and they can project the illusory picture of the other person in the air. However, it would waste quite a lot of mental energy and spirit stones to use them. After the introduction of mobile phones, these gadgets were slowly abandoned. I didn't expect that there was someone still using them. Soft Feather, place a spirit stone below the crystal to open the communication channel."
Soft Feather nodded and took out a spirit stone, placing it below the crystal.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz~"
As soon as it found a source of energy, the crystal reacted.
A ray of light came out of the crystal and projected an image right in front of Song Shuhang.
The image started to slowly take shape until it transformed into the figure of an elegant man. The man had a confident smile on his face and was fiddling with the red-colored gem in his hands.
"The connection finally went through! It seems you're really busy lately, 'mister'. The reason I contacted you this time was mainly to thank you for trading a very high-quality 'Blood Sea Jade' with what the f*ck?"
The elegant figure stopped halfway through its cool speech and suddenly raised its head, gazing at the bald and gentle-looking youth in front of it. When the other person saw this baldy, he couldn't help but let out a 'f*ck'.
The elegant figure managed to calm itself with much difficulty. Afterward, it heaved a sigh and said, "How come you're here?"
Although he had shaved his head, he could still recognize this young man!
Song Shuhang caressed his big bald head and said, "I wasn't expecting to see you here, either Young Master Hai."
This guy named 'Young Master Hai' was literally everywhere.
Moreover, it seemed that there was some relationship between him and this 'mister'. Was it possible that he had a hand in these matters regarding the 'sword technique', the Chu Family, and the Illusory Sword School?
First, he destroyed the 'Moon Saber Sect', and now, he destroyed the 'Illusory Sword School' as well. Doing such a thing was really in the style of this Young Master Hai, a cruel and merciless fellow with many tricks up his sleeve!
The nearby Soft Feather asked out of curiosity, "Senior Song, do you know this guy?"
"I don't really know him but I know that he's called Young Master Hai. Recently, he made Senior Su Clan's Seven very angry, and he's now hiding from him to avoid getting chopped. I bet he's hiding inside the Limitless Demon Sect, not daring to come out," Song Shuhang said harshly. He didn't have any favorable impression of this Young Master Hai.
"Haha" Young Master Hai made a hollow laugh and said, "Since Fellow Daoist Stressed by a Mountain of Books is there, that mister should be already dead, right?"
"Yes." The corner of Song Shuhang's rose as he said, "We already thoroughly dismantled that mister."
"Dismantled?" Young Master Hai was having some difficulties visualizing how one could die from 'dismantling'. Did they tear his body in several parts? Anyway, it seemed that mister was more unfortunate than fortune and met a very bad end.
It was a pity though. Although that guy was repugnant, he was a very good business partner of course, that was as long as one wasn't swindled by his words.
Young Master Hai felt like a fox grieving for the death of the rabbit.
"Don't worry. Senior Seven will soon send you where that mister is right now. You don't need to be sad for him," Song Shuhang said.
Young Master Hai gently smiled and said, "Hehe, Fellow Daoist Stressed by a Mountain of Books, you don't need to worry about me it's not easy to kill me by relying on Brother Seven's skills."
"Soft Feather, did you record what he just said?" Song Shuhang turned his head around and asked.
Soft Feather stretched out her hand and made an 'OK' gesture. It was unknown when she took out her phone and started to record the conversation between Young Master Hai and Song Shuhang...
"In a while, after we're done processing the video, we'll send it to Senior Seven. This guy is so full of himself and unexpectedly dares to look down on our Senior Seven. He's the type that doesn't recognize death until it is in front of him," Song Shuhang said.
"No problem~ I'm also sure that Senior Seven can kill him very easily," Soft Feather replied.
"..." Young Master Hai.
"Hehe. Is something the matter? Mr. Young Master Hai?" After saying this much, Song Shuhang gestured to Liu Jianyi, hinting him to bring here the two Venerables that were happily discussing how to build the race track.
Perhaps they had the means to find where Young Master Hai was hiding through the connection he had with the crystal.
"Hehe, there is not much left to say, and I better leave before your guardian comes back as to avoid him locking onto my position." Young Master Hai faintly smiled, and his figure started to become transparent.
Just as he was about to disappear, he said to Song Shuhang, "Fellow Daoist Stressed by a Mountain of Books I'll leave the Blood God Crystal in your hands for now. In a while, I'll come to get it back."
"Then, you should hurry up," Song Shuhang said. "Because I'm going to trade it soon."
"..." Young Master Hai.
At last, Young Master Hai's figure disappeared without a trace left.