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2356 This Way, He Can Truly Grow

“White Two’s Automatic Divination System (Three-day Trial Version) – costs only 10 Despair Points each time. You won’t regret spending those 10 Despair Points; it’s a real bargain.”

Song Shuhang couldn’t help but find several issues with this mini-program.

The phrase ‘three-day trial version’ in parentheses felt more like a curse that constantly reminded Song Shuhang to consider purchasing the VIP version.

However, to avoid the pursuit of the fat ball’s clone, Song Shuhang had no choice but to rely on this cultivation chat mini-program.

“Confirm usage,” Song Shuhang declared. Senior White had provided him with 11 despair value points which essentially granted him a free opportunity to conduct a divination.

The mini-program activated and transported Song Shuhang’s consciousness into a picturesque scene.

The scene depicted Senior White Two holding a divination plate. He was smiling with his head slightly bowed.

Regrettably, the cultivation chat lacked a screenshot function.

Subsequently, the divination plate in Senior White Two’s hand began to spin rapidly, and ancient runes emerged and stopped before Song Shuhang.

When these ancient runes were separated, Song Shuhang could barely discern a few words. However, when pieced together, they formed a bewildering array of characters. It was as if he had just painstakingly learned all 26 English letters, only to be presented with an entire English manuscript.

It was a perplexing sight.

Fortunately, White Two’s automatic fortune-telling system still featured a divination function.

[Little Ji, the ancient god is born. Offer sacrifices to all living beings. World 2:3:56.]

[In a small world fragment isolated from the rest, a dormant ancient god is about to awaken. There, you will obtain the treasure that sealed the fat ball’s clone, along with substantial wealth.]

As Song Shuhang read the beginning of the divination, his eyes and the divine third eye, bestowed upon him by Senior Three-Eyed, gleamed with excitement.

Little Ji—

It was an auspicious sign!

Whether it was good fortune, middling luck, or bad fortune, it all seemed to lead to good luck.

Furthermore, the hexagram mentioned the treasure that sealed the fat ball’s clone!

If he truly possessed such a treasure, he wouldn’t need to continuously evade the fat ball’s pursuit across the universe. Instead, he could turn the tables and relentlessly chase after the fat ball’s clone throughout the cosmos.

Just the thought of it filled him with exhilaration.

Notably, the conclusion of the divination also alluded to immense wealth and caused a smile to grace Song Shuhang’s face.

“Let’s remain focused for now. Even if we obtain this treasure, we shouldn’t become overconfident. While the idea of pursuing the fat ball boss’s clone across the universe is enticing… in reality, it’s wiser to strike decisively and remove the fat ball’s clone from its seal in one fell swoop. We can’t afford to give it a second chance,” Song Shuhang reminded himself while rubbing his face.

He was cautious, yet possessed the courage to act decisively when necessary. This attribute was his sole strength, one he couldn’t afford to abandon.

“Look at Shuhang’s grin. I couldn’t help but mirror it. It appears I’ve succumbed to the influence of his cheerful grin and temporarily lost my composure,” Lady Onion whispered to the other fairy maidens.

“Senior Song, that smile seemed rather whimsical,” retorted Soft Feather.

“Why do I sense a hint of malevolence in it? It’s imbued with malice,” added the Heart Demon Scarlet Heaven Sword in a hushed tone.

“You’re all mistaken. This is the classic smile of a villain boss. Whenever the villain boss in a TV series grins like this, it usually signals their impending demise. I don’t think Tyrannical Song will be an exception,” the hamster declared earnestly.

The nearby Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet promptly nodded.

Song Shuhang found himself at a loss for words.

With more individuals present, leading the group became increasingly challenging.

“Any discoveries?” Pavilion Master Chu inquired lazily.

“I’ve made progress. Senior White Two recently sent me a program for conducting divinations. The outcome of the divination is ‘Little Ji,’ which indicates a period of good fortune. Moreover, Senior White Two’s divination provided detailed coordinates for a small world fragment at 2:3:56. Pavilion Master Chu, are you familiar with this location?” Song Shuhang asked.

“These spatial coordinates are somewhat vague. There are numerous spaces that match these basic coordinates. Furthermore, it’s a fragment of a small world. That only makes the search even more challenging. Later, you can create another clone from your legs and bring along my hair to the main world. I’ll attempt to utilize my spatial abilities,” Pavilion Master Chu responded.

The spatial coordinates provided by the hexagram seemed detailed, but were actually quite general. This was a fundamental characteristic of hexagrams.

The so-called divinatory images portrayed simple matters in a mysterious and intricate manner.

“Thank you, Pavilion Master Chu.” Song Shuhang expressed his gratitude.

Subsequently, he adeptly created another clone from his legs.

Pavilion Master Chu’s hair lightly separated from her scalp and adhered to the clone.

“Safe travels,” Song Shuhang whispered as he cautiously opened the door to his Inner World.

“Try not to tempt fate,” Pavilion Master Chu responded, somewhat absentmindedly.

After allowing his clone to endure the chilly wind for 15 minutes, Song Shuhang silently returned to his Inner World.

Perhaps the fat ball had not appeared because his true body hadn’t ventured out.

“In that case, I’ll have some leeway,” Song Shuhang contemplated while stroking his chin.

He was gradually testing the fat ball’s limits while preparing to seal the fat ball’s clone when the opportune moment arrived.

In the realm of the Black Lotus, Senior White Two had placed a portion of the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball’s body within a high-tech magical apparatus and was initiating an analysis of its structure.

“My Lord, Profound Sage Tyrannical Song has already taken action,” reported Little Sun T233.

“Yes, continue to monitor him. This time, we shouldn’t overly interfere with the fat ball clone’s pursuit of Shuhang. Let him confront the fat ball clone on his own; that’s the only way he can truly grow. Only intervene if he’s on the brink of death,” Senior White Two instructed.

“Understood, my lord,” Little Sun T233 acknowledged.

In truth, Profound Sage Tyrannical Song appeared to be progressing rapidly. Among the cultivators of the universe, there were scarcely a handful of Seventh Stage cultivators who dared to breathe in the presence of the fat ball.

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Within the small world concealed behind the wooden door, the three-eyed youth continued to maintain his cheerful and optimistic demeanor.

The sunlight in the small world blazed brilliantly.

The Eyeball Butler found the intense sunlight uncomfortable, as it parched its hair. It longed for the soothing relief of a heavy rain shower.

At that moment, the three-eyed youth cradled the game space from earlier, his expression one of pure delight.

The Puppeteer Horse, the Nine Nether Fat Ball Sovereign, and a Song Shuhang who was just tagging along were all engaged in a game within the space. Thanks to the fat ball and the black horse, the rules of this world had been greatly improved.

Regrettably, finding another partner of the same caliber as the fat ball in the future would prove exceedingly difficult.

“Has the fat ball caught up to Profound Sage Tyrannical Song?” the three-eyed youth inquired.

“No news yet,” the Eyeball Butler replied.

“Continue to monitor the situation,” the three-eyed youth instructed.

If Profound Sage Tyrannical Song found himself in dire straits, the three-eyed youth might consider lending a hand. In return, he sought information about the horse from Tyrannical Song.

Based on his observations, that hegemon appeared to possess unique qualities.