Chapter 1426 October 10th, schedule everything on the 10th!
Song Shuhang asked, “Eh? Sister White Dragon, how can you be so certain? Didn’t you say that if the mirage dragon transforms into food, it will be exceedingly difficult to find it?”
The White Dragon smiled softly, and said, “No matter what, I’m still the ancestral dragon. Even if it might be difficult for others to locate it, I still have some certainty in finding it.”
Song Shuhang said, “I guess that’s true.” At this moment, Soft Feather suddenly said, “By the way, Senior Song, our illness is getting more and more serious.” Song Shuhang asked, “What?” Soft Feather said, “I mean that our condition is getting more and more serious. I did a few small experiments after you entered the ‘fighting space’ to bully those Second Stage juniors, and discovered that the memory retention of the seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group when it came to memories related to me is getting shorter and shorter.”
Song Shuhang said, “Soft Feather, stop speaking nonsense. I didn’t go in to bully juniors — Wait, our condition is getting worse?”
When they had been thrown into the Wielder’s small black room, their presence was erased. Now, when they chatted with others, they would be soon forgotten by the other party.
They were already suffering effects to such a degree, yet it was still getting worse?
“Mm-hm. I’ve tested it. Here, let me give you an example.” Soft Feather turned her head, and called Northern River’s Loose Cultivator, “Senior Northern River.”
Northern River’s Loose Cultivator raised his head, smiled, and said, “Fairy Fefe, did you just call me?”
However, right after he said that, he raised his eyebrows and squeezed his chin. “Strange, who called me just now?”
After saying that, he lowered his head again, picked up the teacup, and sipped on it.
Before, they would still be able to speak a few sentences with everyone, but now, they were getting forgotten right after the greetings.
Song Shuhang was puzzled. “Could the current Wielder of the Will have increased the power of our small black room?”
Soft Feather said, “There’s a good chance of that having happened. After all, we did escape from prison. Maybe we have been punished further because of this, with our original ‘lesser invisibility’ being upgraded to ‘greater invisibility’.”
“Then, how long are we going to be in this state?” Song Shuhang looked up at the sky, his liver in pain.
It was good to experience the life of the invisible scholar for a period of time, but he really did not want to be like this for his entire life.
The White Dragon said, “It might be a good thing.”
Song Shuhang responded, “Huh?”
The White Dragon guessed, “Perhaps the intensity of your condition is related to your sentence. As your presence gets weaker, it signifies that your sentence is also coming to an end. After your presence has completely disappeared, you might get released from prison.”
Song Shuhang sighed faintly. “Thank you, Sister White Dragon, for your comforting words…”
The chances of our current state being timed are near zero. It’s simply because Sister White Dragon has a gentle personality that she’s using such a method to comfort us.
Senior White put down his chopsticks, and seriously said, “If your sentence is really coming to an end, you have to find a way to send yourselves back into the ‘Wielder’s small black room’. Otherwise, if your sentence does end and you aren’t inside the small black room, you might end up getting a worse punishment.”
Soft Feather chuckled, and said, “I think that… maybe we could have already gotten a heavier punishment? Perhaps the current Wielder of the Will had only been planning to detain us for a few days, but when the time came for us to be released, it found that we were no longer there. With that, it might have increased the intensity of our invisible state.”
Song Shuhang felt that Soft Feather’s speculation was more likely to be correct. Soft Feather said, “Senior Song, do you think that they’ll forget to serve us our shares of the dishes in the Immortal Feast?”
“…” Song Shuhang.
Senior White said, “Don’t worry. The dishes in the Immortal Feast are generally served in large portions.”
While they were talking, a group of young girls began to serve food.
A large pot that occupied half of the table was given to their table… it was really big.
If this was the case, they didn’t have to worry about the Immortal Feast too much.
Meanwhile, at Loli Shi’s table.
Shi carefully wrapped the Winged Whale King’s head and prepared to put it away.
She had only gotten to taste it a bit when the dishes of the Immortal Feast began to be served.
As such, she wanted to keep the Winged Whale King head for later, and fill her stomach with the set meal from the Immortal Feast first.
In addition, she kept on getting the feeling that she was supposed to share this whale head with someone else. She wanted to share this immortal dish with a person…
It was just that she couldn’t recall who that person was.
Shi thought to herself, Maybe it’s Zhu… Zhu didn’t get to participate in the Immortal Feast this time, so maybe she’s the one who I’ve been feeling like I should give a share of this whale head to.
In their sect, she was closest with Zhu, and she would also think of Zhu right away whenever something good came her way.
After three rounds of drinking…
Profound Sage Winter Melon strode over and approached Song Shuhang. “Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song,” Profound Sage Winter Melon called out in a deep voice.
Song Shuhang got up from his seat and looked at Profound Sage Winter Melon.
“Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song, this is a rare opportunity, so why don’t we compare notes a bit?” Profound Sage Winter Melon revealed a hearty smile.
Song Shuhang waved his hand calmly, and said, “Fellow Daoist Winter Melon, you don’t need to be so anxious to have a battle with me. On October 10th, above the Forbidden City, we can meet up and have ourselves another match.”
“October 10th? That’s fine by me.” Profound Sage Winter Melon nodded.
Song Shuhang struck the iron while it was hot. “Very Good. Let’s set our appointed battle to be at that time.”
Profound Sage Winter Melon responded, “Okay, it’s a deal.”
After saying that, Profound Sage Winter Melon left with a content look… but when he left, he scratched his head again. A battle above the Forbidden City on October 10th? Why does this feel so familiar? Did I make a similar appointment with Profound Sage Tyrannical Song before?
While thinking about this, Profound Sage Winter Melon returned to his seat.
Then, he fell into a state of contemplation.
Soon after, a scholar who was waving a fan approached Song Shuhang.
The man dressed as a scholar said, “Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song, this is a rare opportunity, so why don’t we compare notes?” He was not speaking Mandarin and had his Sage Seal quietly appear beside him, having it play the role of an interpreter, translating his words into a language that Song Shuhang could understand.
This scholar was also a Profound Sage… and he was an old Profound Sage who had ascended to the Eighth Stage thousands of years ago.
A Profound Sage’s Sage Seal also has a translation function?
Why doesn’t my Sage Seal seem to have it?
Could it be because I am a fake Profound Sage? Song Shuhang silently said in his mind.
In addition, did this guy and Profound Sage Winter Melon have a meeting before this? Their lines were exactly the same!
Song Shuhang stood up once again, and modestly said, “Fellow Daoist, there’s no need to rush to compare notes. How about this, let’s meet above the Forbidden City on the 10th of October. At that time, I hope that fellow daoist can point out my shortcomings.”
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Anyway, he was half-invisible right now.
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