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Venerable White replied, [Hair? What do they want to do by asking about my hair?]

When Song Shuhang received the reply, he held his chin as he fell into thought. It seems that Senior White is very sensitive to topics related to his ‘hair’. He has actually replied so fast… Well, I guess it’s good that I didn’t directly ask Fairy Dongfang Snow’s question whether his hair reached his waist yet. If I had, I would’ve really been seeking death.

While he was thinking, Song Shuhang used the ‘blame throwing technique’, and replied, [Just now, Senior Lychee and the other fairies in the group were talking about hair quality, and afterwards, they started talking about Senior White. At one point, Fairy Dongfang Snow inquired about how long your hair was, which all lead to this.]

Venerable White replied, [Oh, I haven’t been paying much attention to it for a while now… but with the power of the heavenly tribulation truly being great, the ends of my hair have been destroyed a bit. It should only reach my back now. If I were to trim it, it would be even shorter.]

Song Shuhang replied, [What? Only your back? It’s going to grow long again after some time, right?]

…That was dangerous. For a moment there, he was about to write ‘It’s going to reach your waist again after some time, right?’.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, he was able to resist the urge, and removed the keyword ‘waist’.

He had a hunch that if he added something like ‘waist’, he would definitely be greeted with an irritating event that was beyond what he could handle after Senior White came out.

For example, a complicated imprisonment technique might be placed on his body, and after that, he might be dropped from a height of 10,000 meters… or perhaps he might be launched from Earth to Mars …

Venerable White: [Hmm… I keep on getting the feeling like you have something to say.]

Song Shuhang quickly responded, [It’s nothing, Senior White. I’m cheering for you. We will be waiting for your show of divinity and Profound Sage Speech.]

When it comes to critical moments, how could I let myself be like Thrice Reckless?

Venerable White replied, [Alright, I should be coming out at night by the latest. I’ll continue writing my script first, see you soon.]

Song Shuhang had been able to avoid seeking death this time.

However, for some reason, though he had clearly just managed to avoid seeking death… there was this empty sensation coming from his heart.

“Perhaps… Maybe… I should have written ‘It’s going to reach your waist again after some time, right?’ on that piece of paper. If I did so, Senior White’s reply would probably be much more interesting. It might even trigger some hidden plotlines, such as who Senior White keeps his hair so long for? Or perhaps there could be something interesting that happens after Senior White’s hair reaches his waist?” Song Shuhang said to himself.

At this moment, he found that he unexpectedly had a small bit of understanding regarding Senior Thrice Reckless.

Sometimes, when a person found a great opportunity to ‘seek death’, they could not help but want to try it out… For example, when people saw a small hole in a wall, they couldn’t help going up to it and taking a look; some would even get the urge to insert their fingers into the hole. This was but a simple truth.

Furthermore, if one resisted that urge to seek death, although they could indeed possibly avoid it at that time, there would be a sense of regret that would emanate from their heart.

After all, if one were not to seek death, they would never be able to find out what happened in the hidden plotlines that would occur when one ‘sought death’, risking to forever lose out on the fun that they might contain.

If Senior Thrice Reckless had been present, he would have definitely written ‘Senior White, when will your long hair reach your waist?’, right?

Having thought to this point, Song Shuhang suddenly felt a greater urge to make a move….

Should I write the reply to Senior White right now? he thought to himself.

If a Thrice Reckless disease really existed in the world, Song Shuhang would no doubt already be infected by it.

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“Teacher, what are you thinking about?” the monster bird Little Cai asked. “I feel like you’re thinking of doing something very dangerous. Your expression is very wrong, conflicted, and desiring to seek death.”

“Cough, it’s nothing dangerous. I’m just thinking about something that might have fun consequences if I were to do it. Of course, it’s also possible that I’d simply bring disaster to myself by doing so,” Song Shuhang replied.

Little Cai blinked, and asked, “So, is Teacher thinking of sacrificing himself to allow everyone to have their share of fun?”

Song Shuhang quickly shook his head, and said, “How could that be, I’m not great enough for that.”

With that said, had Senior Thrice Reckless been sacrificing himself and seeking death to allow everyone else to have fun?

Maybe Senior Thrice Reckless was actually a great senior.

…Song Shuhang was glad that he hadn’t sought death, because his left arm was still with Venerable White. If he were to seek death, Venerable White wouldn’t even have to do anything other than simply unlocking the seals on his left arm slightly. At that time, the hundreds of millions of heavenly tribulation weapons would bombard his arm, allowing Song Shuhang to experience the majesty of the heavenly tribulation directly.

At this time, Little Cai yelled, “Teacher, there has been a change to the formation.”

Song Shuhang looked around, and saw that the large formation of light of virtue which filled the sky was rapidly shrinking.

Soon, the dazzling light of virtue had already shrunk to the size of Sage Monarch Melon Eater’s body. At this time, the large formation below, which had been created using Sage Monarch Melon Eater’s whale blood, lost its luster. Furthermore, the layer of ice which had originally held together the formation had completely melted.

The light of virtue completely dissipated, and Sage Monarch Melon Eater was finally revealed from the envelopment of dazzling light.

At this time, Sage Monarch Melon Eater’s appearance would cause those who were looking at him to feel pain in their hearts.

If he had been a ‘fat whale’ before the ceremony, he definitely was a ‘dried whale’ right now.

His body had seemingly dried up, with his blood appearing to have been evaporated. He actually looked like a mummy.

Little Cai gulped, and asked, “Senior Melon Eater… isn’t going to die, right?”

Senior Melon Eater truly looked quite miserable at this time.

Was the ceremony successful? Or did it fail?

Song Shuhang replied, “The great emperor is still up above, maintaining the core of the ceremony formation. Moreover, Fellow Daoist Melon Eater’s vitality has not weakened in the slightest, and is actually increasing instead. As such, the ceremony should have been a success.”

The dried whale in front of him still had a powerful aura of life, and it was even more powerful than that of the previous Sage Monarch Melon Eater, who’d looked more like a fat whale.

In the sky, the Great Northern Emperor said loudly, “Now, recite the incantation I imparted to you. Remember, obey your instincts and come out!”

As the great emperor finished speaking, a loud voice came out from the dried-up fleshly body of Sage Monarch Melon Eater.

The voice recited the majestic incantation, pronouncing every word one by one with great power.

After a total of nearly 10 incantations had been recited, a clear cracking sound came from Sage Monarch Melon Eater’s body.

In the next moment, his whale body split apart, and an entirely new figure stepped out of the dried body.

This figure’s body was like glass—one could clearly see inside and outside. The body was simply pure and flawless.

On his head was a dazzling halo of virtue. The light of virtue contained traces of buddhist virtuous intent, but it could clearly seen that it was a daoist cultivation technique.

This was the new Sage Monarch Melon Eater!

Sage Monarch Melon Eater looked at his body in surprise—this brand-new body was no longer a physical body, but was instead completely composed of power of virtue and the mysterious energy of a Profound Sage. It could be said to be extremely close to being an energy body.

However, it was completely different from those energy creatures in the world of cultivators, and this was because he still possessed all of his physical properties.

His meridians, his apertures, his original dantian, his immortal bones, and his flesh did not change in this new body.

Sage Monarch Melon Eater tried to stretch out his hand and cast a technique from the ❮Dual System Virtue Technique❯. Soon, a ray of sword light shot from between his fingers and pierced the ocean.

“Boom!”

The ocean’s surface was easily split apart. The ocean water shot upwards, and became a sea wall which did not seem like it was going to fall anytime soon.

Very powerful! Powerful beyond words!

In the past, when casting techniques of the virtue, he had been limited by his fleshly body, and so the power of a single technique would only be at 70% of its capabilities. But now, Sage Monarch Melon Eater felt that there was not anything limiting him when casting techniques from the ❮Dual System Virtue Technique❯.

However, more importantly… he felt that he was no longer imprisoned in the ‘Eighth Stage’. He was finally able to feel the Ninth Stage Realm that he had dreamed of for so long.

Although this was only a feeling, as long as he continued to cultivate, it was no longer an unattainable dream for him to break through to the Ninth Stage.

A new life… a new life in its fullest sense!

After the surprise, Sage Monarch Melon Eater turned around and paid respects to the Great Northern Emperor who was in the sky.

This gift of rebirth, the gift of a new path to the future, such kindness was simply too great. It was not something that could easily be repaid.

“If the great emperor has any orders for me in the future, Melon Eater shall tread through fire and water to accomplish it!” Sage Monarch Melon Eater swore, and he swore this on his own Sage Seal. In the future, if the Great Northern Emperor had an order for him, even if it was to climb a mountain of blades, or travel through a sea of flames, he would be willing to do it to repay the kindness shown to him.

The Great Northern Emperor smiled, and said, “It seems you do have a conscience, and you didn’t just waste my time.”

If one were to look at the dried whale body below, they would find that all of its blood essence had already been extracted by the emperor and become one of his many treasures.

“Now that your ceremony has been a success, this old body of yours is useless,” said the Great Northern Emperor.

Sage Monarch Melon Eater nodded, and said, “The great emperor can do whatever he wants with it.”

Although this old body of his could still be made into a magical treasure, it would actually be of little use to him. As such, he simply left it to the bidding of the great emperor.

The Great Northern Emperor said, “Great, then I’ll be taking it. Little friend Shuhang, prepare a large cauldron. It’s already past noon, but… Fellow Daoist Melon Eater, would you like to stay for dinner?”

Sage Monarch Melon Eater: “…”

Did the great emperor just invite him to dine on himself? His heart felt stifled—how was he supposed to reply to him?

“I’m just messing with you, I know that you definitely wouldn’t have the appetite to stay for dinner.” The Great Northern Emperor waved his hand before landing beside the dried whale.

The great emperor looked at the body which was the size of a small island.

The scales could still be used to create some defensive magical treasures, and the bones could also be refined, but as they would only turn out to be Eighth Stage-rank products, the great emperor felt somewhat uninterested in them.

The great emperor casually asked, “Little friend Shuhang, is there any defensive magical treasure that you want to refine? These scales and bones are good materials for refining.”

“I do, I have a set of Black Iron Godly Armor which is currently still a prototype magical treasure, and so it can still be further strengthened. As for the whale bones… Oh right, could they be made into guardrails?” Song Shuhang’s eyes suddenly brightened.

“Huh?” The Great Northern Emperor was dumbfounded. “Guardrails?”