Cultivation Chat Group - Chapter 1817

Chapter 1817: Just two similar flowers

Translator: GodBrandy Editor: Kurisu

Song Shuhang turned his head, and asked, “Me?” 

This was the first time he heard a senior commenting positively on his cultivation talent.

“No… I’m talking about that little green onion.” The boy’s body swayed with the rocking chair, with him looking behind Song Shuhang before falling in thought.

Song Shuhang couldn’t help but gently press his chest. As he had mentally prepared himself for this beforehand, he didn’t feel too stifled from this. Moreover, Lady Onion’s talent was something that Daoist Priest Scarlet Heaven had already verified.

“Cultivation is too tiring.” Lady Onion then nodded, and said, “However, I’ll still practice diligently. I actually have a very frightening goal. This goal is very lofty, and I need to have enough strength to achieve it.”

“Mm-hm, it’s good to have ideals,” the boy said slowly. “In the future, after you become the Wielder of the Will, remember to treat your ruler of the Netherworld side kindly. If you one day desire to go on an exciting adventure, the ruler of the Netherworld can act as your coordinates and guarantor in the backlines, so you must not allow them to disappear.”

“???” Lady Onion. 

The senior’s words were too profound for her to properly wrap her mind around.

“If you don’t understand, you can write it down first. Perhaps it can be of use to you in the future.” After saying this, the boy began to rock his rocking chair again.

Song Shuhang’s heart thumped when he heard these words.

He noticed that the senior seemed to have hidden an important message within his words.

Must not allow the ruler of the Netherworld to disappear?

As he thought of this, Song Shuhang immediately thought of Senior White Two and Striped Dragon Two.

After the two Wielders of the Will disappeared, they both looked for ways to persist and keep their special forms as rulers of the Netherworld.

Senior Striped Dragon Two had to rely on a special space to hide and stay away from the main world, while Senior White Two did something more brilliant—he directly stayed in the Netherworld Realm, and even occupied half of the Netherworld Ruler’s authority, evenly matching the new ruler of the Netherworld, the fat ball.

Since this senior specifically emphasized the importance of leaving the ruler of the Netherworld behind, he should be hinting that the previous Wielders of the Will that still have their Netherworld Ruler side are actually alive and kicking in secret…

“Write it down, Lady Onion.” Song Shuhang patted her lightly, and said, “In the future, you must practice well. Don’t waste your talent.”

Lady Onion sighed faintly. “I’d actually prefer ascending in another way… Ah, forget it, I’d rather not talk about it.”

Song Shuhang looked at the boy again, and asked politely, “Senior, is there anything else?”

Every sentence of this senior was extremely informative.

Regardless of whether it was useful, he would first write it down and keep it in mind.

“Nope. See you next time.” As he said this, the boy waved his hand, and the diamond eyeball floated over. Once the diamond eyeball reached the boy, it stretched out its small hands to massage the boy’s head.

“Goodbye, Senior.” Song Shuhang cupped his hands, pushed open the wooden door, and returned to the Throne of Wealth Distribution.

His Sixth Stage betting opportunity with this senior had not been used up yet, and the reason he and the senior agreed to have another bet next month was mainly that he wanted to gather some treasures of his own.

In today’s game, the senior had shown consideration for him, giving him the extra betting chance, and even allowing him to bet without putting anything at stake. But in the future, he would naturally have to present corresponding possessions in order to appease the senior.

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After Song Shuhang left, the boy sighed softly.

The diamond eyeball stopped, and floated to the side quietly.

“He isn’t a reincarnation.” The boy got up from the rocking chair. He walked to the edge of his garden, reached out, and stroked a blue flower bud gently. “They’re just two similar flowers.”

When his finger touched the blue flower bud, the flower bud instantly bloomed into a vibrant, blue-colored flower.

After a short while, the blue flower withered, leaving behind several seeds.

The boy collected the seeds, and clapped his hands lightly.

Afterward, heaven and earth seemed to shift. What was originally a garden completely disappeared, leaving behind nothing more than a bottomless abyss.

The boy stepped in the void above the abyss, while the big diamond eyeball floated right beside him. He stretched out his hand, and opened it gently, letting the seeds fall into the abyss.

Subsequently, in the bottomless abyss, countless pairs of eyes opened, densely packed all over the abyss.

The boy nodded with satisfaction. “How many more times?”

The diamond eyeball replied, “According to the design left behind by the big master, as long as you win against another 61 cultivators who possess great luck, you will be able to completely overtake the abyss, and enter the final segment of the game. At that time, you will be able to acquire a small Netherworld Realm that belongs to you.”

“Mm-hm, then my next goal is to win against little Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song at least once. I should be able to win against him at least once out of the four bets we’re to have,” the boy said. “Next time, I won’t throw a game like just now.”

“I wish you success, Master,” said the diamond eyeball.

The boy added, “Previously, you also wished me good fortune like this. But in the end, I lost seven games in a row. Your blessing is unlucky.”

The diamond eyeball replied calmly, “I’m sorry, Master.”

The boy said, “Say, if I were to pay little Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song to intentionally lose once to me, would that be fine? He looks quite short of money, doesn’t he?”

“Master, fraudulent actions are shameful,” the diamond eyeball reminded him.

“Hahaha.” The boy laughed, then turned around and retreated, leaving the bottomless abyss.

After his figure disappeared, all of the eyes in the abyss closed again, and silence returned.

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Meanwhile, Song Shuhang reappeared in the Throne of Wealth Distribution.

At this time, the ownership of the Throne of Wealth Distribution had been transferred to him. After thinking for a moment, he stepped out of the throne, and then stored the entire place inside his Inner World.

As a qualified ‘magical treasure’, the Throne of Wealth Distribution had its own size-changing functions.

After storing away the Throne of Wealth Distribution, Song Shuhang spread out his consciousness to look for the seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group.

He silently thought to himself, Speaking of which, could the seniors be fighting against the Celestials?

After all, there were a lot of Celestials present back then. With the characters of some of the seniors, they were likely to fight it out after exiting the Throne of Wealth Distribution.

However, when Song Shuhang’s consciousness searched around, he couldn’t sense the aura of the members of the Nine Provinces Number One Group. Moreover, he even wasn’t able to sense the auras of any Celestials or other cultivators

He scratched his head. “Could it be that the bet between me and that mysterious senior lasted for many days?”

Was one day inside 1,000 years outside?

He took out his phone and shook it.

Great, there’s a signal.

Song Shuhang opened the Nine Provinces Number One Group.

Song Shuhang asked, “Seniors, where did you all go?”

Spirit Butterfly Island’s Soft Feather: “Senior Song, you’re finally out. Did you have fun?”

“It was okay, but I nearly cried blood,” Song Shuhang replied. “Anyway, where’s everyone right now? I can’t seem to see any of you after coming out of the Throne of Wealth Distribution.”

Soft Feather: “Cried blood? That sounds very exciting. Senior, you should come here, and tell us about your interesting experience.”

“Everyone is on Heavenly Field Island,” Northern River’s Loose Cultivator said. “We’ve been waiting for you to come here so that we can start the feast.”

Song Shuhang laughed, and replied, “I’ll be there soon!”

Just as he was about to put away his phone, someone in the group pinged him.

Celestial Fish Envoy Yu Jiaojiao: “@Tyrannical Saber Song One, Shuhang, I might have found a clue about the secret code you sent.”

Code? What secret code did I send?

Could it be about the ❮Divine Weapon Appraisal❯?

Song Shuhang replied, “Jiaojiao, where are you right now?”

Yu Jiaojiao: “I’m still in the forbidden area. Today is a rare holiday, so I came out to surf the Internet. I discovered that the secret code you sent me is related to Slow-Witted Song.”

“I see,” Song Shuhang said as he grabbed the demonic god pillar in one hand, and flew to Heavenly Field Island while replying.

While he flew, his hand accidentally slipped, and he used the Saber-Nurturing Technique on the demonic god pillar.

The demonic god pillar emitted a buzzing sound.

In the next moment, a large amount of immortal chef knowledge was quickly transferred to Song Shuhang..