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Translator: GodBrandy Editor: Kurisu

It was very strange, but in the instant Song Shuhang lost control over his body, he felt as though he had been ‘liberated’.

He felt as if he had been freed of all his binds and wasn’t restrained anymore.

This strange feeling scared Song Shuhang a bit.

Before losing consciousness, Shuhang faintly heard Senior Sister Ye’s cry. “Sob, sob, sob~”

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Around ten minutes later.

Song Shuhang finally regained consciousness. The only problem was that his consciousness was still inside a dark place.

Losing consciousness for those ten or so minutes felt longer than a century from Song Shuhang’s perspective. It was a type of indescribable torture.

However, the long torture eventually became a valuable experience for Song Shuhang.

His will was strengthened even further after experiencing ‘death’ this time around.

The mindset of a person that had experienced death was completely different than the mindset of a person that hadn’t ever had such an experience.

It seems I have yet to recover from this death-like state, right? Will I have to wait until I naturally regain consciousness? Song Shuhang thought to himself.

Perhaps I need to use some special method to get out of this dark world and death-like state?

After thinking up to this point, Song Shuhang started to recall all the cultivation techniques, magical techniques, as well as the content of the books he had read together with Senior Sister Ye within this period of time.

At the same time, the enlightenment stone in his bosom started to release its power.

At this time, Lady Onion had grown another small green onion sprout. There were now blood-red veins visible on the green onion sprout, making the little deep green onion look even more beautiful.

Just as the enlightenment stone released its energy, the content of a religious text flashed through Song Shuhang’s mind.

It was the ❮Ksitigarbha’s Soul Ferrying Scripture❯ that Song Shuhang had obtained through the shared memories of the ghost spirit.

It was unknown to which buddhist sect it belonged, but it was surely a very precious scripture.

‘I will not become a Buddha until I reach enlightenment and all living things are saved, with hell being emptied.’ The footnote that the western monk had left on the first page of the text resurfaced in Song Shuhang’s mind.

Soon after, the content of ❮Ksitigarbha’s Soul Ferrying Scripture❯ slowly unfurled within Song Shuhang’s consciousness like a long scroll.

The enlightenment stone continuously strengthened Song Shuhang’s comprehension skills, and just as the content of ❮Ksitigarbha’s Soul Ferrying Scripture❯ appeared before his eyes, a miraculous glow flashed through Song Shuhang’s mind.

He had finally discovered the secret of the ‘Soul Ferrying Technique’.

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“So that’s how it was. This is the Soul Ferrying Technique…” Song Shuhang had been enlightened.

After experiencing ‘death’ and looking at ❮Ksitigarbha’s Soul Ferrying Scripture❯ from the point of view of a dead person, he managed to comprehend the secret of the Soul Ferrying Technique.

Such being the case, I’ve already decided the first target of the Soul Ferrying Technique…

…It’s going to be you!

Song Shuhang silently started to recite the content of ❮Ksitigarbha’s Soul Ferrying Scripture❯.

Along with the sound of the chant getting louder and louder, the scroll of the scripture that had materialized in Song Shuhang’s consciousness started to emit a golden radiance. At last, the golden radiance illuminated the whole black space.

The black space changed into a radiant golden space. At the same time, Song Shuhang opened his eyes and ultimately regained consciousness.

“Shuhang, you finally woke up.” The nearby Senior Sister Ye was sitting on her knees, and her eye sockets were slightly red. At this time, she was carefully wiping the cold sweat from Song Shuhang’s forehead.

It seemed that Shuhang experienced something terrifying while he was unconscious and kept sweating continuously.

Song Shuhang smiled and asked, “Yeah, I finally regained consciousness. Although it was a rather strange experience, it was also very valuable. Ye Si, for how long was I asleep?”

“Around 13 minutes. Are you fine now?” Senior Sister Ye asked, somewhat worried.

“Yes, I’m fine. My current state is pretty good.” Song Shuhang got up from the ground and said, “In addition, I got my hands on something very good.”

If Song Shuhang were to use the ❮True Self Meditation Scripture❯ at this time to take a look at his ‘true self’, he would notice that his ‘true self’ had also undergone some changes.

The current state of the ‘true self’ was radically the same as Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang could be at ease since the ‘true self’ wasn’t wearing a kasaya or anything of the sort. He was still wearing shorts, and his head hadn’t become bald, either. He still had an intellectual look on his face and a muscular build.

At this time, his expression had changed more compassionate, and a religious text had appeared in his hands.

❮Ksitigarbha’s Soul Ferrying Scripture❯ had directly left a mark on the body of the ‘true self’. It was Song Shuhang’s first time coming in contact with a religious text that could directly influence his ‘true self’.

There was a big chance that the ❮True Self Meditation Scripture❯ and ❮Ksitigarbha’s Soul Ferrying Scripture❯ had the same origin! Perhaps they were both products of the ancient Jingang Sect.

Anyway, just as the scripture appeared in the hands of the true self, the latter helped to share part of the pressure the mental energy applied onto Song Shuhang’s body.

Then, if he could strengthen the ‘light of virtue’ and reach a level similar to that of the western monk—making the light of virtue undergo a qualitative change—he would find an additional pillar to withstand part of the pressure the mental energy applied onto his body.

At that time, Song Shuhang would have no need to worry about that large amount of mental energy giving him a headache.

Senior Sister Ye asked out of curiosity, “You got your hands on something good? Did you comprehend the Soul Ferrying Technique?”

“Yes.” Song Shuhang nodded.

Soon after, he silently recited ❮Ksitigarbha’s Soul Ferrying Scripture❯ and gently pointed with his finger toward the void.

In the next moment, a black resentful soul appeared in the void, emitting crackling noises while hovering above Song Shuhang’s finger.

It was Altar Master’s curse!

Back then, when he discovered that it was over for him, Altar Master sacrificed the last bit of his life force and applied a vicious curse to Song Shuhang’s body.

Inside the curse was also a small part of Altar Master’s fragmented soul.

Unfortunately, the curse also had a very tragic life.

Although it tried to injure Song Shuhang several times, it failed each time. Actually, not only did it fail, but it also ended up becoming the food of the ghost spirit. On one occasion, the curse was forcefully activated by Venerable White and transformed into a small black ball that was later fed to Song Shuhang’s ghost spirit.

Excluding the times it had already activated, Altar Master’s curse had the possibility to activate three or four more times.

The curse leaned on Altar Master’s fragmented resentful soul and saved up its energy little by little, waiting to retaliate against Song Shuhang.

However, Song Shuhang’s cultivation speed was simply too fast. Within just a few months, his realm had increased from the First to the Second Stage!

With its current strength, Altar Master’s curse didn’t have an opportunity to break out and injure him. It could only wait in ambush and quietly save up its energy.

As a consequence, it didn’t cause any trouble lately and stayed hidden up until now.

Right at this time, Song Shuhang poked the black mass of resentment with his finger.

Song Shuhang’s fingers were currently covered with a type of power that could ferry souls to the afterworld.

Under the effects of ❮Ksitigarbha’s Soul Ferrying Scripture❯, Altar Master’s fragmented soul turned into golden particles of light, slowly dispersing.

At the same time, Song Shuhang felt that the hatred and anger transmitted from Altar Master’s fragmented soul was slowly reducing and disappearing.

Senior Sister Ye held her chin and blinked her eyes, looking at Song Shuhang ferrying Altar Master’s fragmented soul.

The scene of Altar Master’s fragmented soul getting transformed into particles of light was reflected in her eyes.

In the final moments, it felt as though the small golden particles had put down all their resentment, heading toward the salvation.

After witnessing the scene, Ye Si couldn’t help but sigh.

Actually, she herself was unaware why she was sighing!

After that, she did something that caught both herself and Song Shuhang by surprise.

She arrived next to Song Shuhang’s body and stretched out her long and slender fingers, gently touching Shuhang’s fingers—which were currently poking Altar Master’s fragmented resentful soul, ferrying it to the afterworld.

As soon as Song Shuhang and Senior Sister Ye’s fingers touched, they received an electric shock that made both of them tremble. The electric current that was generated from their fingers transmitted to each part of their bodies.

“Whoosh~” Right at this time, Altar Master’s fragmented soul thoroughly disappeared.

Song Shuhang and Senior Sister Ye looked at each other.

“Hehehe.” Senior Sister Ye happily laughed all of a sudden. The electric shock she received when she touched Song Shuhang’s fingers made her feel as though the two of them were even more intimate now. She didn’t dislike the feeling.

Song Shuhang also laughed and gently rubbed his fingers. As soon as their fingers touched, he felt if he and Senior Sister Ye were connected together.

After touching her fingers, he felt her happiness. He could feel that she was very happy at this time.

Time passed by, and a new day started in the Time City.

It had been 48 days since Song Shuhang and Chu Chu entered the Time City.

At the same time, a new day was likewise beginning in the outside world.

August 5th, Monday. Shuhang’s dao name was now Virtuous Buddhist Sabersman.

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China, Fairy Lychee’s immortal cave.

Fairy Lychee received a gift today. Immortal Master Copper Trigram, who was currently lying on the hospital bed, had ordered a gift for her on a website specially reserved for cultivators. It was this year’s limited edition dress for female cultivators from the Beauty Palace. Moreover, it was something tailor-made for Fairy Lychee.

It didn’t have any special feature. It was just beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

It was something Immortal Master Copper Trigram gifted Fairy Lychee as an apology. To buy this dress, he had spent almost half of his monthly income.

Last month, Fairy Lychee quietly waited in ambush in front of Medicine Master’s place for Copper Trigram. Then, as soon as Immortal Master Copper Trigram appeared, she seized the opportunity and gave him a good beating along with a series of ‘Yiya!’. After that, Immortal Master Copper Trigram made up his mind and decided to make a formal apology.

When Fairy Lychee opened the gift, she saw the beautiful robe inside.

Robes such as this were limited in number. Although their price wasn’t that high, sometimes, female cultivators that loved beautiful clothes couldn’t buy them even if they had enough spirit stones.

She hadn’t expected that Immortal Master Copper Trigram had special connections and could unexpectedly get his hands on these limited edition robes.

It seems that all the fellow daoists in the Nine Provinces Number One Group are hiding their real abilities, Fairy Lychee thought to herself.

Of course, Immortal Master Copper Trigram had no intention of telling Fairy Lychee that he was a super VIP customer of the Beauty Palace.

Immortal Master Copper Trigram had ordered all types of robes from the Beauty Palace, both for males and females. He needed a lot of money to make full use of his ‘disguising technique’.

Fairy Lychee wore the beautiful dress. The dress was similar to a long skirt with black garters. When she wore it, it made her tall and slender figure stand out.

“I think I got a little fatter recently,” Fairy Lychee said softly.

Then, she took out her mobile phone and made a hand seal. Soon after, the mobile phone hovered midair and found the perfect angle to take the photo.

“Click, click!” An invisible hand pressed on the button to take photos and stored Fairy Lychee’s beautiful pictures on the phone.

Before gadgets such as selfie sticks made their appearance, Fairy Lychee had already grinded her selfie taking skill to the maximum level.

She really liked taking selfies. From what she remembered, she had liked it since the day she was born. But it wasn’t only selfies; she also liked to record herself and the things around her. It was a hobby of her.

Afterward, she chose the selfies with the best angles and sent them in the group space of the Nine Provinces Number One Group…