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After he finished speaking, the black Scarlet Heaven Sword gently spun around before placing itself horizontally behind Song Shuhang’s waist. As it did this, a biting chill was transmitted from its blade to Song Shuhang’s skin through the thin clothes.

Song Shuhang felt the chill in his back, and his fingers grew slightly stiff.

“This is the spot,” the black Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword said. “I feel that this spot is perfect for me.”

“As long as you’re happy, Senior,” Song Shuhang said.

Disregarding the cold sensation, Song Shuhang unexpectedly looked quite handsome with a sword placed horizontally behind his waist. Moreover, the black Scarlet Heaven Sword staying at that location would also do well to protect his waist.

The only thing that he was worried about was that he did not have a proper grasp of the black Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword’s personality… What if he peeped at his waist?

Even after Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword’s main body left, the black Scarlet Heaven Sword inner demon still looked very shy. After securing itself behind Song Shuhang, it completely stopped speaking. When Song Shuhang asked it a question, it took a long while before it could even utter an affirmative sound.

The seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group quickly lost interest in it. Their attention turned back to Northern River’s Loose Cultivator, the other one who would soon have an inner demon clone.

“Soft Feather, you came just in time.” Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue called out to Soft Feather, and asked her to stay to assist Northern River’s Loose Cultivator in manifesting his inner demon clone as soon as possible.

After Song Shuhang stayed with the seniors in the kitchen for a while longer, he felt a stuffy feeling in his chest-it was probably because he drank too much. He suddenly wanted to go out and get a breath of fresh air.

“Senior Yellow Mountain, I’ll go out and take a walk first. If Senior Northern River’s inner demon clone materializes, please call me,” said Song Shuhang-at that time, if Senior Northern River was dissatisfied with his inner demon and wanted to have it dealt with, it would be Song Shuhang’s time to shine. Should that happen, then he would be able to make another dish for the seniors of the ‘Nine Provinces Number One Group’.

Su Clan’s Sixteen stood up, and said, “I’ll go with you.”

The puppet maiden glanced at Song Shuhang before ultimately choosing to stay.

A gentle light shone down from the moon onto the beach.

Song Shuhang and Su Clan’s Sixteen walked side by side on the beach. They deliberately avoided the place where Senior Spirit Butterfly and True Monarch Eternal Fire were carrying out their poetry and song gathering so as not to get involved in Dharma King Creation’s singing

The waves crashed against the beach. Every now and then, there were some shellfish that were washed ashore by the waves.

Su Clan’s Sixteen took off her high-heeled sandals, and she walked barefoot on the sand, holding the sandals in her hands-she loved the feeling

The peaceful sea breeze blew on their faces, and the special fragrance that belonged to Sixteen drifted with the air.

Suddenly, they heard a person sigh and say, “The fourth wave pushes the third, and Thrice Reckless dies on the shore. Watching the waves crash onto the beach really gives me a comfortable feeling.” Song Shuhang turned to look toward the source of the voice, and found that it was Senior Su Clan’s Seven. Seven was sitting alone on the beach with a serious look on his face as he watched the waves come ashore. The moonlight reflected on his figure, giving off the air of an otherworldly expert.

Song Shuhang smiled, and said, “Senior Seven, why are you here?”

“I’ve been here all this time,” Su Clan’s Seven said. “It’s just that your vigilance is too weak, so you didn’t notice me.”

After saying that, Su Clan’s Seven stood up, and said, “Alright, I’m going to go look for Thrice Reckless, I won’t disturb your walk on the beach any longer.”

When Su Clan’s Sixteen heard this, her face turned slightly red.

Song Shuhang said, “It’s alright, Senior. Sixteen and I can just go elsewhere.”

Su Clan’s Seven stretched his body, and then walked into the distance while waving his hand handsomely.

As the spokesperson of the contemporary Spirit River Su Clan, his acquiescing to Song Shuhang and Su Clan’s Sixteen’s night walk on the beach was tantamount to an acknowledgment of their relationship.

The first Sage in 1,000 years, Profound Sage Tyrannical Song, Demonic Sage Tyrannical Scholar, Ancient Sage Tyrannical Dragon… In a mere half a year, a small Foundation Establishment cultivator had gone on to render himself a list of names that would shock and cause fear in those who heard it. Each of these names served to greatly inflate Song Shuhang’s face.

Although Seven was a member of the ‘Nine Provinces Number One Group’, and knew unlike most of the universe that Song Shuhang was not at the Eighth Stage just yet, he also knew of how truly terrifying Profound Sage Tyrannical Song was…

Currently, there were even rumors going around in the outside world that Profound Sage Tyrannical Song was already a Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcender. If one were to say that Profound Sage Tyrannical Song was a fake, nobody would probably believe them.

“By the way, Sixteen.” After Su Clan’s Seven waved his hand, he spoke to Sixteen through voice transmission. “You can invite little friend Shuhang to attend the Spirit River Su Clan’s annual meeting this December.”

“Huh?” A puzzled and shocked expression surfaced on Su Clan’s Sixteen’s face when she heard this.

Su Clan’s Seven reminded her, “Don’t forget that he is now Profound Sage Tyrannical Song.” The Spirit River Su Clan annual meeting was also a gathering of many well-known seniors. If they were able to invite the first Sage in 1,000 years, Tyrannical Song, to that gathering, it would also significantly improve the Spirit River Su Clan’s reputation.

Possessing a big face would sometimes prove very useful. Even if that face were inflated, big was still big!

Su Clan’s Seven left handsomely, leaving Song Shuhang and Su Clan’s Sixteen to their own devices.

Su Clan’s Sixteen continued to carry her sandals as she lightly stepped into the seawater. Her white feet sank in the sand, leaving a series of small footprints on the shore.

Song Shuhang walked right beside her, leaving his own series of small footprints beside hers. He still had yet to return to his adult form. He was currently waiting for tomorrow so that he could get some help from Senior White’s clone, and use a chaotic age fruit and have his appearance return to what it originally was.

The waves would creep up onto the sand, washing out the two sets of footprints.

“Shuhang,” Sixteen said, “are you free in December?”

“Yeah, I am. Actually, I feel like I’m quite free lately,” said Song Shuhang-theoretically speaking, even his university attendance had now been taken over by Senior White’s pet, Qingwu, so he really should have a lot of spare time. It was just that every time he wanted to enjoy a few free days to eat, drink, and play for a while, he would always end up getting involved in strange accidents.

Just like today-even though he had been eating, drinking, and having fun with the seniors of the ‘Nine Provinces Number One Group’, he still ended up ‘provoking’ the Great Southern Emperor. When the Great Southern Emperor was fighting against Daoist Priest Scarlet Heaven, not only had Shuhang taken away the other party’s old home, he had even unceasingly drawn the other party’s energy to use the Time Box, affecting the Great Southern Emperor’s state in the battle.

Besides that, his transaction with the Almighty Merchant had been meddled with by the Heavenly Emperor.

He rarely had a proper moment of leisure.

However, Song Shuhang felt that as long as he tried really hard, he would be able to squeeze some time out for himself.

“In December, the Spirit River Su Clan is going to hold its annual meeting. Do you want to come?” Su Clan’s Sixteen turned slightly, and stared at Song Shuhang with her beautiful eyes. “The Spirit River Su Clan’s annual meeting is very spectacular. And while it’s called an annual meeting, it’s actually only held every couple of years. Sometimes, there would even be several dozen years between two meetings. It isn’t that easy to come by, so I feel like you should come.”

Song Shuhang asked, “Can an outsider like me attend the Spirit River Su Clan’s annual meeting?”

“Of course, Profound Sage Tyrannical Song.” Su Clan’s Sixteen smiled, revealing two sweet dimples on her face.