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Initially, as the figures of the two Soft Feathers overlapped, Song Shuhang had not noticed the new Soft Feather at all. It was only at the end of the discussion that he realized that there were suddenly two Soft Feathers.

Hmm, I’ll go by exclusion.

The new Soft Feather had white skin. She did not look like a twin or a split of the black-skinned Soft Feather. Inside the Inner Demon Cave, the inner demon that had been drawn out from Young Master Hai’s body was still intact, and nothing had really happened to it yet.

She was clearly not Soft Feather’s main body, either. Soft Feather’s main body had followed Sage Monarch Spirit Butterfly back to Spirit Butterfly Island to enter into seclusion. It was impossible for her to have suddenly come over from Spirit Butterfly Island.

So… She must be the Heavenly Emperor.

Song Shuhang got in touch with his Inner World, discovering that he could still open it.

Additionally, Senior White’s clone was still around, albeit a little distracted.

Overall, things did not seem like they were too bad for him.

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“Hi, Senior Song.” The Soft Feather who Song Shuhang suspected to be the Heavenly Emperor waved at him.

“Heavenly Emperor,” said Song Shuhang in a deep voice.

The virtuous lamia, Fairy Creation, and the black-skinned Soft Feather quickly moved behind Song Shuhang, arranging themselves according to their height.

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No wonder Soft Feather suddenly put forward so many creative and highly feasible suggestions; it turned out to be the Heavenly Emperor all along!

“Oh, Senior Song, there’s no need to be afraid. I didn’t come here today to target you.” The Soft Feather possessed by the Heavenly Emperor said with a smile.

“Did you come for the Heavenly City Fragments?” Song Shuhang asked rhetorically.

He quickly came to this conclusion because the only thing in the scholarly faction that could attract the Heavenly Emperor were the Heavenly City Fragments.

The Heavenly Emperor smiled slightly and said, “Yes, I just want to take back the things that belong to me. So, Senior Song, you have no reason to stop me, right?”

Retrieving one’s own things was a matter of course.

Song Shuhang: “…”

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In his Inner World, there were quite a number of fragments.

“However, I’m not in much of a hurry to retrieve the fragments. So I came to have a chat with you first, Senior Song. After all, we haven’t seen each other for a while,” said the Heavenly Emperor with a smile.

“Nonsense. You were also there when we were eating the Braised Heavenly Tribulation on Heavenly Field Island,” said Song Shuhang. She had even taken the Eastern Spring Pavilion Fragment that he was supposed to get from the Almighty Merchant!

Speaking of which, what had happened to the Almighty Merchant? Didn’t he say that he was going to chase the Heavenly Emperor to get back the fragments? The Heavenly Emperor was here, so where was the Almighty Merchant?

Should he use one of the tickets to summon him?

“Hehehe.” The Heavenly Emperor glanced at Song Shuhang and said meaningfully, “Don’t even bother trying to contact Fellow Daoist Almighty Merchant; he won’t come over. At least for a short while, he won’t be appearing again.”

Song Shuhang was shocked.

What happened to the Almighty Merchant? Was he done in by the Heavenly Emperor? Since she said that he won’t be appearing for a while, was he sealed somewhere?

How unreliable!

Back on the Heavenly Field, the Almighty Merchant said that he was confident that his fists were harder than the Heavenly Emperor’s, and that he would definitely face no problem in collecting what the Heavenly Emperor owed him. Yet, he was cheated in the end.

The next time we meet, should I use this to ridicule the Almighty Merchant and rend his heart?

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It seemed likely that it was because of the ❮Steel Hands Technique❯ that he inherited the Heavy Metal Sect’s hobby of rending others’ hearts. Song Shuhang felt that ever since he reached the master level in the ❮Steel Hands Technique❯, he always felt the urge to rend others’ hearts.

For example, right now, he really wanted to see the distressed, regretful, and heartbroken expression on the face of the Almighty Merchant.

Although he knew it was wrong to think so, his thoughts were like a car driven by Senior White, and he could not stop them at all.

Eh… Why am I having such thoughts?

Song Shuhang shook his head, throwing this strange thought out of his head.

This is not the normal me. I must have been secretly affected by something…

When he thought of this, Song Shuhang glanced at the Inner Demon Cave, and then at the Heavenly Emperor beside him.

[Could it be that the Heavenly Emperor is secretly using this Inner Demon Cave to influence my thoughts?]

The Inner Demon Cave was the personal laboratory of the Heavenly Emperor. She definitely had various means set up to control the Inner Demon Cave.

However, she underestimated him too much.

Although the time that he had cultivated was very short, his will was extremely strong; it was what he was the proudest of after his pain tolerance.

The Heavenly Emperor glanced at Shuhang’s proud expression, discovering that she could not read Profound Sage Tyrannical Song’s thoughts from his facial expressions alone.

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She really had no clue what the inexplicable pride on his face meant.

Did Tyrannical Song finally learn how to hide his thoughts with awkward expressions?

“It’s almost time. My people are here.” The Heavenly Emperor stood up. “Senior Song, just stay here and don’t roam about. I’m just getting my things back from the scholarly faction. As for this Inner Demon Cave… It no longer has any value to me. Originally, it was meant to be used to study inner demons to find a strange guy, but now it’s useless.”

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In addition, she had already retrieved the remnant “path” from the Inner Demon Cave.

After saying that, the Heavenly Emperor left the Inner Demon Cave.

As soon as the Heavenly Emperor left, Song Shuhang shouted, “Contact Senior Eternal Fire!”

The scholarly faction had a lot of uninvited guests today.

As soon as the demonic bear was sent away, the even more troublesome Heavenly Emperor arrived—and it seemed like the Heavenly Emperor had come with a large group of people.

Sixteen raised her head and said, “I just sent a message to Senior Eternal Fire. He has already received it.”

Senior Eternal Fire replied to her with a wryly smiling emoji.

“I’m afraid that there’s nobody in the scholarly faction that can stop the Heavenly Emperor. Moreover, the Heavenly Emperor brought reinforcements,” said Sister White Dragon.

Of course, that was unless the owner of that powerful aura made a move.

“Fairy Creation.” Song Shuhang looked at Fairy Creation. “At a time like this, you should activate any hidden means that the scholarly faction has.”

As a direct disciple of the Scholarly Sage, Fairy Creation had been left responsible for guarding the Sage’s eye.

Now that she was in the stronghold of the scholarly faction, there should be some measures that she could take, right?

Fairy Creation replied, “Song~ Stupid.”

Song Shuhang: “…”

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Fairy Creation’s personality A was completely unreliable. If it was Fairy Creation’s personality B that was present, she may have still come in handy.

However, her personality B almost never showed up.

Song Shuhang said, “Sister White Dragon, are we going to make a move?”

“And whose side should I take?” Sister White Dragon said. “Although I am with Sixteen now, don’t forget that I used to be the Ancestral Golden Dragon of the Heavenly City.”

Her feelings for the Heavenly City were very complicated. Although she used her death to separate herself from the Heavenly City, it was purely because she did not want to be constrained by the Heavenly Emperor’s path.

She still had many beautiful memories of the Ancient Heavenly City, and most of the time she had spent with Slow-Witted Song was in the Heavenly City.

Her attitude towards the Heavenly City was very similar to that of the Great Northern Emperor.

“Furthermore, in my current state, I can only resist the Heavenly Emperor for a short time. I can probably only give you enough time to retreat. If you want me to fight her head-on… Well, I simply do not have the energy for such an ordeal. After a while, I’d just end up being smashed to pieces and forced to regather in Sixteen’s body,” Sister White Dragon added.

“Don’t worry, Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song.” At this time, an ordinary-looking man stepped forward. “You’ve already done a lot for the scholarly faction. You can leave the rest to me.”

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Song Shuhang asked, “Who are you, Uncle?”