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2291 We Have The Whole Night

Song Shuhang had been mulling it over for quite some time. His aim was to boost the immediate output of the “Saber Nurturing Technique” and break the seal that had imprisoned Senior White Two.

Besides deploying the ‘hair control technique’ to conjure twenty long-haired palms, his only other option was to enlist the ‘ghost spirit’s’ hands to bolster the number of instantaneous attacks in the “Blade Nurturing Technique.” There were no immediate plans for substantial improvements to the Hair Nurturing Knife.

With quality and quantity both off the table, he had to rely on ‘time.’

Now that he had ascended to the Seventh Stage Realm and mastered the Primary Instruction of the “Holy Ape Dragon Power Technique” as well as the “Scholarly Indestructible Body of the Buddha” and the “Mutated Steel Hands Technique,” his body’s strength had surged and surpassed its previous levels by at least four or five notches.

He could now endure the backlash of the sealing technique for an extended period. Even grinding through it for days and nights wouldn’t pose a problem.

“First, let’s work on the Hair Growth Technique!” Song Shuhang shook his head. His long hair grew rapidly and quickly reached knee length.

This length was just right. Song Shuhang had once thought about teaching this technique to Senior White, but he hadn’t found a suitable opportunity.

“Next, let’s move to the Control spell!” With a thought, his long hair danced in the air and formed twenty fists.

Song Shuhang felt satisfied. Besides his talent in saber techniques, he might also have a knack for hair techniques. Perhaps in the future, he could consider seeking more Dharma spells, divine abilities, and martial techniques related to ‘hair.’

Unknown to him, the ‘hair control technique’ Pavilion Master Chu had taught him was actually an adaptation of the ancient saber technique called the “Nine Slashes of Braid Saber.”

“Ghost fairy, you’re up,” Song Shuhang mentally called out.

The ghost spirit’s arms emerged from above his shoulders and produced a ‘four-armed form’ with him. It was a form Song Shuhang missed. He vaguely recalled the time he had battled alongside the ghost spirit and the virtuous lamia in a ‘three-headed and six-armed form.’

After the ghost spirit positioned its arms, it relinquished control and allowed Song Shuhang to manipulate and utilize its hands.

“Everything is set. I’m going to mount Senior White,” Song Shuhang declared and advanced to the sealing pillar set up by the Faint Ball boss.

Senior White Two floated up and down within the pillar while casually remarking, “We can start anytime.”

Song Shuhang took a deep breath and mentally braced himself for the sealing pillar’s backlash. Then, he pressed his twenty palms of hair, his own hands, and the ghost spirit’s hands onto the sealing pillar simultaneously.

Saber Nurturing Technique x24!

The entire hall bathed in blinding light.

Song Shuhang shrieked in agony. The larger the area of his body in contact with the ‘sealing pillar,’ the more intense the backlash was. The pain reached the threshold of causing Song Shuhang considerable discomfort.

The hamster lay on Song Shuhang’s face while fervently poking it. It let out a series of wails. Its excitement led it to remain on Song Shuhang’s face as Song Shuhang’s hand slipped and inadvertently pressed against the sealing pillar. Thus, it was subjected to the backlash of the cursed sealing pillar which had flowed through Song Shuhang.

In the end, the blasted sealing pillar’s backlash had unexpectedly flowed into its body via Song Shuhang. It suffered at least a tenth of Song Shuhang’s pain. It was an amount that Song Shuhang could easily tolerate, but was unbearable for the hamster.

For a time, the hamster’s misery surpassed Song Shuhang’s.

“Hamster, why haven’t you disengaged from my face yet?” Song Shuhang inquired once he grew accustomed to the pain and had enough strength to communicate with the hamster.

The hamster rolled its eyes in response.

Song Shuhang chuckled, “I didn’t quite feel it when you stabbed my face. I thought you had already rolled off.”

The hamster was too disgruntled to emit any sounds.

Song Shuhang utilized telekinesis to carefully lift the hamster and removed it from his face and placed it nearby.

Subsequently, his twenty-four palms, hands, and ghost spirit hands moved frenetically. The twenty-four points of radiance from the Blade Nurturing Technique intensified. It remained constant as long as he didn’t release them. This way, the effects on the sealing pillar would persist.

The boss of the Faint Ball gradually increased his ‘favorable impression’ of Song Shuhang by one point.

After employing the Saber Nurturing Technique more than two hundred times, Song Shuhang could sense the diminishing backlash from the seal.

After five hundred rounds of the Saber Nurturing Technique, the pain ceased altogether. Although the light of the backlash occasionally flared on his body, the pain became nothing more than an itch for Song Shuhang. Not only did he ignore it, but he even found it somewhat pleasurable.

Song Shuhang capitalized on this time and used telekinesis to retrieve a thick book and began reading it. It had been written in the Basic Ancient Language.

He wasn’t in a hurry. This time, he had the entire night to weaken the seal pillar with the Faint Ball boss. He could use his instincts to farm the Saber Nurturing Technique. It saved him from expending a considerable amount of mental energy.

In that case, he could use this time to ask Senior White Two about the pronunciation of the ‘ancient language.’

Whenever he studied on his own, due to the lack of a ‘reading method’ demonstration, Song Shuhang could understand the ancient language he had learned, but he couldn’t read it.

It was barely functional.

“Senior White, how do you pronounce this word?” Under the cover of the Saber Nurturing Technique, Song Shuhang rolled up the book and humbly asked for advice.

“Which word?” Senior White Two’s body sank inside the sealing pillar and hung upside down next to Song Shuhang.

“The paragraph on the sixth row of the left page,” Song Shuhang replied.

“Let me see.” Senior White Two glanced at it and began to use the standard pronunciation of the ancient language to guide Song Shuhang.

This included the way he rolled his tongue, the way he vocalized, and sometimes even the nasal sound.

Although there was no moonlight, there was the radiance of the Blade Nurturing Technique.

Although there wasn’t a hamster, Senior White Two was accompanying him.

The effect of learning was remarkable.

Song Shuhang’s learning efficiency was almost tenfold.

He was constantly learning new words and could barely pronounce them.

Learning made one happy, and knowledge made one forget time.

Song Shuhang was engrossed in his studies. He almost completely forgot about the concept of time other than instinctively brushing through the Saber Nurturing Technique.

The alarm on his phone rang and abruptly pulled him out of the sea of knowledge.

It was the sound of the clock striking seven in the morning.

The night had passed so quickly.

“Wow, time really flew!” Song Shuhang couldn’t help but feel a little unsatisfied.

He looked toward the sealing pillar.

After a night of effort, the sealing pillar began to emit a colorful radiance—it was like the feeling of evolving equipment into an artifact in an online game.

“It seems to be working,” Song Shuhang said.

“Yes, the night’s work wasn’t in vain,” Senior White Two gracefully moved within the sealing pillar like a fish.

“Let’s give it one more try. If it doesn’t work, we can try again next time.” Song Shuhang put away the book of ancient languages with his telekinesis.

He frantically propelled his spiritual energy.

Twenty-four hands rubbed vigorously on the sealing pillar and created sparks.

“Accept it, this is my final round of the Saber Nurturing Technique!”