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2351 Let’s Go Have Some Fun

The White Dragon extended her claws and gently opened Su Clan’s Sixteen’s eyes to meticulously observe her.

Su Clan’s Sixteen was left speechless.

“You don’t have beauty-filtering contact lenses on,” the White Dragon remarked.

“Come on, White Dragon, cut it off,” Su Clan’s Sixteen gently swatted away the White Dragon’s claws, got up, neatly folded the quilt into a small square, and then headed to the bathroom to freshen up.

While Sixteen was in the bathroom, the White Dragon unfolded the previously squared quilt while nodding in satisfaction.

“Sister White Dragon, I’ve been reminiscing about that period. Is my trial nearing its end?” Su Clan’s Sixteen inquired from the bathroom.

“Yes, that seems to be the case. We’ve already gathered quite a number of ‘Little Sixteens,’ and you’ve almost solidified your Fifth Stage Realm. After the Spirit River Su Clan’s annual meeting concludes, I’ll take you to the Time Mystic Realm once more. This time, we’ll aim to access the next level of the Draconic Mystic Realm and pursue a grander path of fate,” the White Dragon replied.

“Very well,” Su Clan’s Sixteen agreed. She then added, “Is Shuhang planning to attend the annual meeting? If I schedule it right, I should be able to meet Shuhang before the trial concludes.”

“And then what? Will you continue to impress him with your virtuous side?” the White Dragon playfully suggested while scratching her chin with her small claws. “Sixteen, I’ve been wanting to tell you this for a while. If you appear too virtuous in front of Shuhang, you might end up like Sister Sixteen… I’m a prime example.”

“Don’t worry, Sister White Dragon. I know what to do,” Su Clan’s Sixteen assured. She emerged from the bathroom and sighed as she noticed the quilt had been transformed into a rectangular strip.

“Additionally, is Shuhang’s attendance at the Spirit River Su Clan’s annual meeting confirmed?” the White Dragon stated.

“Shuhang?” Su Clan’s Sixteen was taken aback. “Did something happen to Shuhang?”

Having secluded herself to consolidate her realm in recent days, she had not kept abreast of the outside world’s developments.

“He’s currently being pursued across the universe by the ruler of the Netherworld’s fat ball avatar, who is quite relentless. Shuhang is holed up in the Inner World and unable to emerge. If he doesn’t address the issue of the fat ball, it’s doubtful he’ll make it to the Spirit River Su Clan’s annual meeting,” the White Dragon replied.

“The ruler of the Netherworld,” Su Clan’s Sixteen murmured as she rubbed her temples while feeling a headache coming on.

This term symbolized ultimate supremacy and represented half of the Heavenly Dao while ranking as one of the mightiest beings aside from the Heavenly Dao itself. Ordinary cultivators, let alone Immortals, might never encounter a ruler of the Netherworld in their entire lifetimes.

“Is there anything we can do to help?” Su Clan’s Sixteen inquired.

The White Dragon shook her head and suggested, “Why not contact our young friend Shuhang directly?”

“Yes, we have the QR code function,” Su Clan’s Sixteen replied as she attempted to activate the cultivation chat feature. She sent a message to Song Shuhang, saying, “Shuhang, it’s time to rest.”

The White Dragon was left speechless.

“Sixteen, you’re awake. I haven’t slept for several nights. I’m preparing for a significant endeavor now. If it succeeds, I’ll be able to rest afterward!” Song Shuhang responded swiftly. It hinted that he might require an extended period of rest if his mission succeeded.

Su Clan’s Sixteen persisted. “Do you require assistance?”

“Not necessary, not necessary. For now, I just need to locate a secure coordinate and taunt the enemy. It’s a relatively straightforward task. If I don’t deal with the fat ball’s avatar, it will continue to use divination to pinpoint my location,” Song Shuhang explained.

Su Clan’s Sixteen raised her head after reading the message and looked at the White Dragon with anticipation.

After a brief pause, the White Dragon contemplated, “Isn’t Pavilion Master Chu within his Inner World? Perhaps Master Chu can cast a spell to conceal the heavenly secrets and thwart the fat ball’s divination.”

Pavilion Master Chu, being an Immortal, possessed the necessary capabilities.

Su Clan’s Sixteen nodded and conveyed the White Dragon’s suggestion to Song Shuhang.

In response, Song Shuhang swiftly replied, “I’ve attempted that already. Pavilion Master Chu possesses several methods to disrupt the heavenly secrets, but none of them can deceive the fat ball. There’s one method that proves effective, but it requires being within Pavilion Master Chu’s Crystal-Clear Water Pavilion’s illusory reality. Once outside the pavilion, the effect wanes. It’s essentially trading cowardice in the Inner World for cowardice in the Crystal-Clear Water Pavilion. I’d rather stay elsewhere.”

“It appears there’s little recourse. The magical mechanisms designed to disrupt heavenly secrets are generally more effective when applied to oneself. When used on others, their efficacy diminishes. Therefore, Shuhang can either cultivate a technique to disrupt heavenly secrets or seek a magical treasure with similar capabilities,” the White Dragon suggested.

Su Clan’s Sixteen inquired, “Would such a magical treasure be prohibitively expensive?”

“Any magical treasure capable of evading a ruler’s divination would undoubtedly be exorbitantly priced,” the White Dragon replied.

“White Dragon, how about we head to the Dragon Mystic Realm ahead of schedule?”

“You don’t want to wait until the conclusion of the Spirit River Su Clan’s annual meeting?”

“We’ll return before the annual meeting begins.”

“Very well, shall we depart now? Remember, finding a heavenly secrets-disrupting magical treasure in the Dragon Mystic Realm is not guaranteed. Don’t be disappointed if we can’t find one.”

Meanwhile, in another part of the universe, within Senior White Two’s evil lotus world, Song Shuhang had become quite accustomed to entering this realm, as it felt like returning home.

“Senior White, I’m here,” Song Shuhang said as he pushed open the entrance to the fat ball’s lair.

He was greeted not by the fat ball but by the sealing pillar, which joyfully bounded over to him.

Inside the sealing pillar was the majority of the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball.

Upon seeing the lively sealing pillar, Song Shuhang suddenly recalled that he owed it a lesson in the Art of Saber Maintenance. Over the past few days, he had been evading the fat ball’s relentless pursuit and left him with no time to fulfill his promise.

“Sorry, I’ve been quite busy lately and couldn’t find the time to visit,” Song Shuhang apologized. With a thought, he used the hair growth technique to grow his hair out and condensed twenty palms which he held against the sealing pillar to intensify the Art of Saber Maintenance.

The seven-colored light emitted by the sealing pillar became even more dazzling.

Even the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball confined within the sealing pillar seemed to be affected.

“Shuhang, you’ve come at the right time. Release a portion of the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball sealed within the pillar so I can conduct some research,” Senior White Two’s voice echoed from behind him.

Senior White Two was now wearing a white coat, with his hands hidden in the sleeves.

“Senior White, let’s postpone our study of the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball for now. It’s still trapped here, and there’s no rush. Instead, I plan to lure the fat ball’s clone into my Inner World,” Song Shuhang enthusiastically revealed. “Once that happens, Senior White, you can take over and capture it. Then we can analyze the fat ball boss’s clone!”

“Very well, go ahead. I’ll be ready to capture it,” White Senior Two eagerly agreed.

“Senior White, I’ll set off now!” Song Shuhang promptly activated the Art of Saber Maintenance on the sealing pillar once more and then jumped back into his Inner World.

Senior White Two gazed at the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball encased within the sealing pillar as his smile gradually faded.

“When I think about the fat ball’s impending departure… I’ve lost some interest in flattening it recently,” Senior White confessed.

“After all, it’s been a worthy adversary,” Little Sun T233 chimed in.

“However, precisely because the fat ball is nearing its end, I feel compelled to make my presence felt during its final moments,” Senior White Two reasoned while finding renewed enthusiasm.

“I can’t let the fat ball be lonely.”

In the depths of the universe, Song Shuhang found himself in the last remaining spatial coordinate.

He opened his core world.

The Great Whale of Righteousness leaped out, and Song Shuhang sat on its back—this Song Shuhang was his real body, but not quite complete.

To entice the fat ball, Song Shuhang had detached his legs and used the Light of Merit to form a semblance of himself.

It was an idea he had gleaned from Senior White—Senior White had split his body into two halves, with the upper half emerging from the Heavenly Tribulation Space while the lower half remained in the Heavenly Tribulation World to continue transcending the tribulation.

Song Shuhang had become quite skilled in these unconventional operations after reaching the Seventh Stage.

The false Song Shuhang, represented by his detached legs, was created so that even if it were caught by the fat ball, he would only lose two legs. Thanks to the Holy Ape Dragon Strength Divine Art, he could easily regenerate them.

As he materialized, he sensed the effect of Spatial Imprisonment taking hold behind him.

At the same time, a barrage of attacks flashed in, and the Great Whale of Righteousness beneath him once again exploded into merit fragments.

“This is brutal,” Song Shuhang muttered to himself as he quickly turned back toward his core world.

He originally intended to provoke the fat ball in some way, but now, he didn’t even have the chance to speak.

There was no need for verbal provocation; his appearance alone was provocation enough for the fat ball.

Behind him, the fat ball’s liquid form condensed into a massive hand which spanned nearly a kilometer, and grabbed hold of Song Shuhang.

Boom!

Song Shuhang exploded into a burst of flames while transforming into a fiery Sixteen.

While the fat ball was left dumbfounded, the real Song Shuhang had returned to the entrance of his core world.

The fiery Sixteen turned around and, in a sudden move, conjured a Flaming Saber. She thrust it into her own chest and promptly exploded.

This fiery temper tantrum left the fat ball in shock.

The flames dissipated, and the fat ball’s gaze shifted toward Song Shuhang at the entrance of his core world.

Then, the fat ball teleported to the entrance to Song Shuhang’s core world.

There… it paused.