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Chapter 2393 The Dominant Youngster, Song Shuhang

Song Shuhang found himself utterly bewildered.

Even though he was currently in his primordial spirit form that was not as robust as his original physical body, being sent flying by a gentle bump from Su Clanʼs Sixteen seemed rather unusual.

”Oops, sorry, Shuhang. I canʼt quite control the power of the dragon horn right now,” Su Clanʼs Sixteen lamented while reaching out to rub the small dragon horn on her head. When she saw Song Shuhang bending over in that flirtatious manner, she had intended to playfully nudge his chest with her head. She had not expected to send him flying.

”Does it hurt?” Su Clanʼs Sixteen asked with genuine concern.

”It doesnʼt hurt at all. As long as the damage doesnʼt reach the level where Iʼd scream in pain instantly, itʼs not painful,” Song Shuhang reassured her while confidently patting his chest.

Had Su Clanʼs Sixteen experienced some fortuitous encounters recently? The impact force of her dragon horn had increased so dramatically.

After regaining his footing, Song Shuhang sat down next to Su Clanʼs Sixteen and faced her while maintaining eye contact. ”Sixteen, arenʼt you planning to come out of the spatial tunnel?”

At this moment, Su Clanʼs Sixteen was still partially inside the spatial gate, with her lower half still inside.

”Yes, I canʼt come out for now. Once I leave, I wonʼt be able to return. My trial isnʼt over yet, so I canʼt give up halfway,” Su Clanʼs Sixteen replied.

Having explained her situation, she reached out and retrieved a silver mask. She handed it to Song Shuhang with a warm smile. ”This is a gift for you.”

”A gift? Why did you suddenly decide to give me a mask?” Song Shuhang inquired, puzzled by the gesture.

Meanwhile, he discreetly recorded this scene with his mental energy and was planning to share the gift from the adorable Fairy Sixteen on his cultivation chat circle of friends, finally having something worth showing off.

Well, Tyrannical Song was still a young man, and like his peers, he enjoyed checking his social media. Unfortunately, he hadnʼt had much to showcase on his social platforms.

”Yes, this mask is a treasure that conceals oneʼs heavenly secrets and prevents divination from locking onto you. Plus, itʼs directly worn on the Essence Soul, so thereʼs no need to worry about losing it... I think you should make use of it now,” Su Clanʼs Sixteen explained while describing the effects of the magical treasure mask.

”Concealing heavenly secrets?” Song Shuhang raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the concept.

Humans often experienced a sense of déjà vu with certain things.

”Let me think,” Song Shuhang said while rubbing his chin.

His recent experiences had been quite extensive and diverse. Furthermore, when he was in the man-made small world, Unknown White 1-33 had fed him an entire worldʼs data package. Right now, Song Shuhang felt a slight delay in his brainʼs reaction when retrieving memories.

After a moment, an image resurfaced in his mind.

”Itʼs Senior Copper Trigramʼs primordial spirit!” Song Shuhang exclaimed, his eyes lighting up as he remembered.

Back in the Black Dragon World, a group of Nine Provinces Number One Group members had been swept into a heavenly tribulation, and each of them had been bestowed the title of ʼAncient Sage.ʼ Even Immortal Master Copper Trigram was a part of the ʼAncient Sage Group.ʼ

Song Shuhang recalled that Senior Copper Trigramʼs primordial spirit had worn a mask to conceal his true appearance.

”Senior Copper Trigram? Then, we can confirm it with him during the Su Clanʼs annual meeting,” Su Clanʼs Sixteen suggested.

Song Shuhang nodded, wearing a smile. ”Yes, Senior Copper Trigram should be attending the annual gathering, right?”

The last time Senior Copper Trigram had emerged was during the holidays. Song Shuhang wondered if he was still in the main world this time or if he had been captured and taken back to the mysterious island.

”Seven said he would invite all group members to the annual gathering, so Senior Copper Trigram shouldnʼt be absent. Well, itʼs about time for me to return to the mystic realm,” Su Clanʼs Sixteen said while leaning forward slightly. She extended her hand to adjust the mask on Song Shuhangʼs face. ”Weʼll meet again at the annual meeting,” she added.

”Wait a moment, Sixteen,” Song Shuhang said while reaching for an eye drop and presenting it to Su Clanʼs Sixteen. ”These are eye drops. When applied to your life-bound magical treasure, it can give rise to a weak spiritual intelligence. You should be able to make use of it.”

He had initially intended to present the eye drops to Sixteen during the annual gathering. However, her unexpected visit through space prompted him to offer it to her now.

Su Clanʼs Sixteen accepted the eye droplets with a smile, clearly pleased with the gift.

”You must attend the annual gathering. I have something important to discuss with you,” Su Clanʼs Sixteen said after stowing away the eye drops. She knew that Song Shuhang was constantly busy.

”Donʼt worry, I definitely wonʼt miss it,” Song Shuhang assured her.

As his cultivation level increased, he had an array of tricks up his sleeve. Even if unforeseen circumstances arose, he could divide himself in half if necessary—sending the upper half of his body to participate in the Spirit River Su Clanʼs annual gathering while using the light of virtue to handle any unexpected events.