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“This time, I’ll try the ‘Queen Bee Flying Technique’!” Venerable White made a hand seal, and the sword light spread out, transforming into a golden queen bee that soared into the sky.

Racing with his flying sword was one of Venerable White’s favorite hobbies. Therefore, he had studied a lot of flying techniques to increase his speed and have more fun. He had flying techniques of various types from all sorts of different sects and schools. That way, he could happily race in all kinds of environments and all sorts of conditions.

“Whizz, whizz, whizz~” The speed of the flying technique he used this time was even faster than before.

Song Shuhang and Sixteen continuously screamed, and their voices echoed in the sky for a long, long time…

As for Northern River’s Loose Cultivator, he clenched his teeth and tried his best to resist so as to preserve his dignity as a ‘senior’. Even if his face was deathly pale, he didn’t scream—not even once.

Around ten or so breaths later of intense whizzing…

“We have arrived!” Venerable White laughed, and made a hand seal. Soon after, the flying sword descended from the sky and landed in front of the Soft White Cloud Store.

Venerable White then crossed out the order he had just completed. His mood was pretty good at this time. “We have arrived at the destination. Everybody, get off the flying sword. I need to keep farming orders, and can’t check out the store with you. See you in a while!”

After getting off the car… no, after getting off the flying sword, Song Shuhang seized the opportunity to grab a lamppost on the edge of the road. At this time, his whole body was weak and trembling; he couldn’t even speak.

Soon after, it was Su Clan’s Sixteen’s turn. She also grabbed that lamppost together with Song Shuhang. Her complexion was deathly pale, and she was also very weak.

Only Senior Northern River didn’t lose his elegance, and waved at Venerable White, saying, “Thank you, Senior White. See you later.”

“See you later. Remember to give me that five-star review in a while!” Venerable White said as he whizzed away. From the looks of it, he still wasn’t tired of this rental flying sword thing, and it was unknown how many more people inside the White Cloud City he would harm.

It’s really a pity that True Monarch White Crane didn’t come to the White Cloud City. Otherwise, it would have been very happy to ride on Venerable White’s ‘rental flying sword’ all day, Song Shuhang thought to himself.

After Senior White had whizzed away, Northern River’s Loose Cultivator patted his somewhat soft legs and waved at Song Shuhang and Su Clan’s Sixteen. “Shuhang, Little Sixteen, I’ll go to buy the stage props for the movie crew now. See you later!”

Then, without waiting for the two to reply, Northern River’s Loose Cultivator quickly ran away.

Song Shuhang and Su Clan’s Sixteen could only bitterly look at Northern River’s Loose Cultivator as he was getting farther and farther away.

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Around half a minute later.

“Shuhang, how do you feel?” Su Clan’s Sixteen’s face was still deathly pale, and her body had yet to recover from the thrill she’d experienced earlier. Her legs were also shivering.

“I feel a little better, but I still can’t put strength in my legs. How about you?” Song Shuhang felt that his acrophobia had worsened even further.

“I think I’ll be able to recover in another half a minute.” Su Clan’s Sixteen sighed.

The two of them looked at each other and forced a smile, continuing to use the lamppost as support while shivering all over.

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Right at this time, next to the Soft White Cloud Store.

The ‘Saber Wielding Scholar’… no, the ‘Jade Sword Scholar’ Su Wenqu came out of the shop while holding several scrolls that scholars used to practice calligraphy.

He got out of that ‘infinite make-up test space’ fifty minutes ago and obtained the scholarly treasure ‘Heaven and Earth Worshipping Brush’ as a reward. Therefore, he decided to buy several scrolls to practice his calligraphy while he was at it.

Then, just as he got out of the shop, he saw a familiar figure standing next to a not too distant lamppost. Well then, wasn’t this little brother without eyebrows the same person that took the ❮Self-Cultivating Prose Poetry of the Sage❯ test with him some time ago? It seemed he had finally managed to get out of that place! It was something worth celebrating.

As such, Su ‘Saber Wielding Scholar’ Wenqu thought of heading toward Song Shuhang and greet him.

But as he took a few steps, his heart skipped a beat. That little friend without eyebrows—and that beautiful girl that wasn’t wearing any make-up—were currently leaning against the lamppost, their bodies trembling and complexions deathly pale.

Had they just received an electric shock???

The White Cloud City had borrowed many of the discoveries that ordinary people had made, and combined them with magical techniques, giving birth to a lot of things powered by black technology.

For example, these lampposts were powered by electrical power. Although the possibility of receiving an electric shock was rather low, it wasn’t non-existent.

“Fellow Daoists, don’t worry! I’ll save you immediately!” Su Wenqu quickly threw to one side the calligraphy scrolls he had with him, and put his hand into his clothes, taking out a writing brush. Then, he waved his hand, and the brush he was holding suddenly inflated, becoming very big.

Next, under Song Shuhang and Su Clan’s Sixteen’s confused looks, Su Wenqu swept with his huge writing brush, throwing the pitiful duo to the ground.

The couple had no strength at this moment. Therefore, they had no means to defend themselves, and were swept to the ground.

Afterward, they raised their heads and saw the anxious Su ‘Saber Wielding Scholar’ Wenqu.

“…” Song Shuhang.

“…” Su Clan’s Sixteen.

Idiot!

“Fellow Daoists, are you alright? I didn’t expect that electricity would start leaking from the lampposts of our White Cloud City. As soon as I get home, I’ll immediately have someone check all the lampposts in the city so as to avoid something like from happening again.” Su Wenqu put away his big writing brush and wore a gentle smile on his face, offering his hand to Song Shuhang and Su Clan’s Sixteen.

“…” Song Shuhang.

“…” Su Clan’s Sixteen.

Alright, perhaps this guy was unexpectedly a good person.

“We meet again, Fellow Daoist Su Wenqu… still, Sixteen and I didn’t receive an electric shock.” Song Shuhang grabbed Su Wenqu’s hand and got up with his help.

They hadn’t received an electric shock?

Su Wenqu asked in puzzlement, “You didn’t receive an electric shock? But your complexion was deathly pale, and your bodies were trembling while holding onto the lamppost!”

Su Clan’s Sixteen explained, “We just felt a little dizzy after riding a flying sword earlier, and our bodies became somewhat weak. Therefore, we decided to grab that lamppost and rest a bit.”

She had already recovered her strength. Therefore, she stood up and patted her clothes.

Well, that was rather embarrassing.

“I’m so sorry! I thought you two had received an electric shock…” After hearing these words, the face of the ‘Saber Wielding Scholar’ turned red. At this time, he really wished he could find a hole to crawl into!

After seeing his red face, Song Shuhang said, “However, we still thank Fellow Daoist Su Wenqu for his good intentions.”

Shuhang felt that the fate between him and this ‘Saber Wielding Scholar’ was rather strange… whenever the opposite party was trying to help him, he would unwittingly end up harming him.

It happened both in that ‘infinite make-up test space’ and now with this ‘electric shock’ thing.

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After recovering some of their strength, Song Shuhang and Su Clan’s Sixteen said goodbye to Su Wenqu, and entered that ‘Soft White Cloud Store’.

Sixteen had already found a pair of shoes she liked.

As such, she quickly looked for those shoes after entering the shop. The real thing was the same as the one she saw in that thick book.

Therefore, Sixteen was very satisfied as she picked up the shoes and headed toward the counter.

Then, she asked, “Shopkeeper, how much is it for these shoes?”

The shopkeeper was a female cultivator. She looked at that pair of shoes Sixteen was holding, and replied, “That’s a new model with the floating technique attached to it. The price is six spirit stones of the Third Stage. Fellow Daoist, are you paying in cash or with credit card?”

“I’ll pay in cash.” Su Clan’s Sixteen stretched out her hand and prepared to take out the spirit stones.

However, Song Shuhang gently stopped her. Sixteen was too naive. She unexpectedly didn’t bargain back and forth for the price while making purchases?

Su Clan’s Sixteen looked at Song Shuhang in puzzlement.

“Cough!” Song Shuhang coughed, and said, “Shopkeeper, can you give us a small discount?”

Actually, Song Shuhang didn’t have much experience in bargaining, either. The time he was spending in physical stores was getting fewer and fewer, and he would usually buy everything online. But, if he could lower the price a bit, it would be worth it.

The shopkeeper raised her head and looked at Song Shuhang, saying, “How much of a discount?”

This question was rather troublesome. While bargaining for the price, Song Shuhang was always afraid that the shopkeeper would ask him something like this… the reason was that he had no idea what the real value of the merchandise was and how much of a price cut he should demand!

Perhaps he should try to cut the price in half?

No, that was inappropriate. After all, this wasn’t some small stall. In that case, perhaps he could try to reduce it by one-third?

“How about four spirit stones of the Third Stage?” Song Shuhang asked.

The shopkeeper furrowed her brows, and said, “In your dreams. Four spirit stones of the Third Stage is the market price. If I sell you the shoes at that price, I won’t be even making a profit.”

She was an honest shopkeeper.

At this time, Song Shuhang really regretted not bringing Senior White with him. As long as he brought Senior White along, he wouldn’t even need to bargain back and forth for the price. He would just have to let Senior White stand in the rear with a smile plastered on his face, and the shopkeepers would lower the price on their own and eat a loss.

But right at this moment, the shopkeeper suddenly froze. Afterward, a confused expression appeared on her face, which was then replaced by a bright smile.

“Little brother, forget it. If you want to give me four spirit stones, so be it. I’ll give you a special discount, my friend!” the shopkeeper said straightforwardly. “Do you want me to wrap the shoes up?”

“Th… thanks?” Song Shuhang was unable to understand what was going on with this shopkeeper.

As such, Su Clan’s Sixteen used four spirit stones of the Third Stage to buy the shoes she wanted.

The shopkeeper wrapped the shoes for Sixteen with a warm smile on her face, guaranteeing that she would immediately replace the product if there was any problem.

Song Shuhang blinked his eyes. Then, he turned around and looked behind him. However, he didn’t see any ‘Venerable White’ there.

Since Senior White’s dazzling smile was nowhere to be seen, why had the shopkeeper suddenly changed her attitude?

“Good. Shuhang, let’s go.” Sixteen picked up her shoes and lightly smiled.

Song Shuhang nodded.

Then, just as the two of them were about to leave, Song Shuhang’s vision fell on one of the nearby shoe racks. There was a very interesting sandal there. It was an ordinary-looking flip-flop, and there was only one of it instead of a pair.

“Shopkeeper, what’s the deal with this flip-flop?” Song Shuhang asked out of curiosity.

“Oh, little brother, are you talking about that flip-flop? That’s a shoe-type magical treasure that a master forger of our White Cloud City created… the ‘Face Slapping Flip-flops’. They were very popular several years ago, but the number of people using it recently has decreased,” the shopkeep explained with a smile.

As the name suggested, the Face Slapping Flip-flops had only one use. When they were used, they would fly out and slap other people in the face.