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2470 Someone Is Remote Divining Me? Let Me Contact Senior King Kun!

You had to understand that these two left eyes were incredibly unique. They came into existence when Song Shuhang was struck by divine punishment, reduced to nothing but a head, and then, during the mysterious Holy Ape Dragon Power Technique cultivation, a crafty fairy plucked them out to serve as spare eyes.

These two left eyes were infused with potent powers of rebirth and the essence of life, starkly distinct from Song Shuhang’s normal eyes.

To obtain eyes with the same unique abilities, one would have to invoke divine punishment again and reduce Song Shuhang to a similar state, and then repeat the entire process to extract similarly special glass eyeballs!

Any missing step in this process could lead to errors.

“A standard room for two would actually be quite suitable. Fellow Daoist Scarlet Heaven Sword, there’s no need to worry about us. In fact, we are already quite content to extend our existence to this day with the aid of Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song’s eyes,” the refined Tribulation Transcender from the Confucian faction responded with a smile. “Welcome to the realm of Confucianism. Please come in for a chat.”

“A place like Confucianism? I couldn’t possibly enter!” protested the sword with the firmest tone, even as it uttered the most timid words.

Just as they were conversing, a small virtuous hand suddenly reached out from behind Song Shuhang, grabbed the Heart Demon Scarlet Heaven Sword, and dragged it into a large cocoon.

“Hey, what? Wait, don’t do this!” the sword exclaimed.

In the next moment, it was pulled into the cocoon of the virtuous lamia and vanished.

Shortly after, a faint swallowing sound and the sword’s despairing sigh could be faintly heard.

No one had expected that the virtuous lamia, in the midst of spinning a cocoon for her evolution, would still stretch out her hand to perform a sword-swallowing act.

Song Shuhang was left in disbelief.

“Would you require a translator?” Song Shuhang turned around and inquired.

“The kind that comes with a fee,” Lady Onion hastily added.

“Don’t interrupt. How could I charge for translation?” Song Shuhang quickly covered Lady Onion’s small mouth.

“It’s only right to charge for translation. It’s only right,” the refined Tribulation Transcender smiled faintly. He reached into his pocket and retrieved a shiny Ninth Stage spirit stone and handed it to Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang was taken aback.

Why did it feel like Lady Onion and I were performing a comedy routine?

“Senior, Lady Onion was just joking,” Song Shuhang firmly placed the Ninth Stage spirit stone back in his pocket. “Spirit… Stone.”

If Song Shuhang had Pinocchio’s nose, the refined Tribulation Transcender in front of him would undoubtedly have been pierced through.

Song Shuhang had to summon all his willpower to force that lie out of his mouth.

After lying, he felt a pang in his heart.

When he decided to be ruthless, he wanted to stab himself.

“Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song, you needn’t be so polite. We all know you’re short on spirit stones,” the refined Tribulation Transcender said with a smile.

Song Shuhang was rendered speechless.

“It appears the entire Confucian faction is aware of your financial situation. We are making every effort to provide you with spirit stones,” Pavilion Master Chu replied, having observed the situation with clarity.

As a bystander, she could discern that the Confucian faction was trying to supply Song Shuhang with spirit stones. If there were any opportunities or excuses, the dignitaries of the Confucian faction would undoubtedly find ways to continuously send spirit stones to Song Shuhang.

“Haha,” the refined Tribulation Transcender chuckled dryly. He wasn’t an actor, so he was easily seen through by this peculiar fairy.

After the laughter subsided, he forcefully pressed the Ninth Stage spirit stone into Song Shuhang’s hand and said, “Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song, please accept it. Don’t push it back, or else we’ll spend the entire day at the entrance of the White Cloud Academy, and there’ll be no way for us to enter.”

“Also, what was Junior Sister talking about just now? Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song, please translate for us,” the refined Tribulation Transcender added.

“Crafty Fairy was just introducing Yuan Zi’s condition to you. She mentioned that Yuan Zi suffered severe injuries during the previous Confucian faction calamity and is now in a vegetative state, acting on instinct. However, Yuan Zi still retains some instincts. He knows how to assist her in battle and how to give her the sealed Confucian Classics. Therefore, she brought Yuan Zi to the Confucian faction in hopes that the senior brothers could help him and see if they could restore his soul,” Song Shuhang translated and explained.

“Crafty Fairy? Oh, is that her new daoist name?” the refined Tribulation Transcender smiled at Crafty Fairy.

“Did Junior Sister’s words contain such a wealth of information?” the bookworm Tribulation Transcender was dumbfounded.

Why could Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song understand it?” the high-spirited Tribulation Transcender looked at Song Shuhang with a perplexed gaze. What had transpired between Profound Sage Tyrannical Song and their junior sister? How could they exhibit such rapport?

“Junior Sister, can you stop spacing out?” the handsome Tribulation Transcender said to Crafty Fairy with a hint of exasperation.

“We understood that sentence,” the handsome Tribulation Transcender said with a wry smile. He reached out and patted Crafty Fairy. “It’s not about being dull, can’t you speak normally?”

“Well, what Crafty Fairy meant was that the Confucian Classics is in her possession, but it’s still sealed and requires a lengthy period to unseal. Furthermore, once the seal is lifted, the Confucian Classics won’t immediately be returned to the Confucian faction. It still holds significant importance,” Song Shuhang translated.

The handsome Tribulation Transcender was rendered speechless.

What?

Did that string of ‘spacing out’ sentences contain so much meaning?

“Junior Sister, you can manage the matter of the Confucian Classics on your own. We won’t interfere,” the handsome Tribulation Transcender said with a smile to Song Shuhang. “Additionally, Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song, if you ever decide to hand over the Confucian Classics to the Confucian faction, we will prepare as many spirit stones as possible. We guarantee that you won’t suffer any losses, so please rest assured. You needn’t worry about the Confucian faction’s spirit stones. Ever since the establishment of the Golden Lotus World, the Confucian faction’s demand for spirit stones has significantly decreased. Now, our rate of earning spirit stones far surpasses our consumption.”

The Confucian faction was wealthy, exceedingly so, and would only continue to accumulate wealth.

Song Shuhang didn’t know whether to laugh or cry… He wanted to laugh, but he suddenly felt so envious that he wanted to cry.

“Let’s go, Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song. Let’s not stand at the door any longer. Please come in,” the handsome Tribulation Transcender smiled and showed the way for Song Shuhang and the others.

Song Shuhang turned around while holding Su Clan’s Sixteen and Soft Feather’s hands, and entered the Confucian faction’s White Cloud Academy. Sixteen and Soft Feather were currently watching the live broadcast of his Profound Sage Speech. It wouldn’t be long before they fell into an endless loop. He had to pull them along to prevent any accidents.

There was a barrier at the entrance of the White Cloud Academy.

The moment Song Shuhang’s body squeezed into the barrier, a ‘virus warning’ suddenly sounded in his mind—someone was divining him remotely!

Moreover, he was wearing a mask that concealed the secrets of heaven.

In other words, the other party had significant influence!

“Hey, now it’s my Blacklist 2’s turn,” Song Shuhang said softly.

Meanwhile, King Kun, in the depths of Yuan Zi’s consciousness, was utterly bewildered.