Cultivation Chat Group Chapter 2331 From Heaven to Hell, Just One Portal Is Needed

Chapter 2331 From Heaven to h.e.l.l, Just One Portal Is Needed

The subst.i.tute hadn't even fully formed before it exploded into sparks again.

"Huh? How did you perform that subst.i.tution technique again?" Senior Three-Eyed raised an eyebrow in mild surprise.

Little Tyrannical Song's maneuvers were quite impressive. He managed to catch even Senior Three-Eyed off guard, not to mention fooling the fat ball.

'Wait a minute. Little Tyrannical Song couldn't pull off something like this on his own. Someone was definitely a.s.sisting him!'

Senior Three-Eyed couldn't help but sneak a glance at the big black horse that stood there with a perplexed look on its face. It was highly likely that this big black horse was secretly aiding Song Shuhang in concealing crucial information from both him and the fat ball.

At the same time, Senior Three-Eyed noticed that Song Shuhang's true self had already stepped out from the side of the wooden door. He was halfway through.

The fat ball also caught on. Its cannon swung around and locked onto the wooden door.

"Hahaha, farewell, fat ball! Don't bother chasing me anymore because there are more important matters waiting for you." Song Shuhang laughed and leaped.

The fat ball seethed with anger, but it had to restrain itself for now.

This wasn't the moment to pursue Tyrannical Song.

It had to reclaim the 'existence' that had been bitten off from its main body by the former ruler of the Netherworld!

That portion of its body was more crucial than Tyrannical Song.

Given the choice between the fish and the bear's paw, it could only opt for the fish.

lightsΝοvεl ?οm The fat ball turned around with its gaze fixed on the three-eyed youth.

Senior Three-Eyed was left speechless.

"My Lord, you've been duped once again," the butler on the barbecue rack quivered as he spoke.

Profound Sage Tyrannical Song had played him for a fool, time and again.

"Despicable. During the few years I spent in seclusion, it seems human nature has stooped to such levels. It truly pains me," Senior Three-Eyed spoke through gritted teeth. "Thankfully, I was prepared."

With those words, he snapped his fingers.

An invisible spatial gate, opened long ago but concealed, materialized beside him.

Meanwhile, Profound Sage Tyrannical Song had already made it to the exit of the Wealth Throne.

Freedom awaited him.

He hummed a tune, a bright smile adorning his face. He leaped high into the air, his arms wide open as he welcomed the universe without the pesky tracking of the fat ball.

Whoosh~

As he leaped out of the Throne of Wealth, the world around him spun as the plane of existence warped around him.

Afterwards, Song Shuhang found himself with a radiant smile, his arms still outstretched, and he landed next to the eyeball butler skewered in the small world.

But that smile froze on his face.

As it turned out, the teleportation distance between the two points was minimal. From heaven to h.e.l.l, only a single portal was required.

"Welcome back, Mr. Tyrannical Song." Despite being skewered on the grill, the eyeball butler maintained his butler's decorum and politely greeted him.

Song Shuhang awkwardly turned his head to look at the three-eyed youth.

"Oh, well met again, Little Tyrannical Song," Senior Three-Eyed smiled gently. "Fate has a curious way of bringing us together."

"Senior Three-Eyed... Why are you doing this?" Song Shuhang asked with a tinge of anguish.

"Because I'm feeling rather ecstatic." Senior Three-Eyed grinned. The sun hung high in the sky, and the weather was splendid.

This marked the first time in several years that Senior Three-Eyed felt such joy.

"Tyrannical... Song..." On the other side, the fat ball was a mix of happiness and anger.

It once again aimed its cannon at Song Shuhang.

'Let's see who can aid you this time!'

"Oh well. You forced my hand. Heavenly Tribulation!" Song Shuhang shouted.

The three-eyed youth was taken aback. Heavenly tribulation wasn't something you could just summon at will.

However, the fat ball on the opposite side suddenly paused. It believed Song Shuhang had the means to attract the heavenly tribulation. All he needed was a drop of blood from Bai Youyou. By using it now, he could draw down heavenly tribulation.

Just as the fat ball hesitated, a black horse's hoof struck its body and sent it flying.

The fat ball spun in the air and returned to its original spherical form.

"Bai Youyou!" The spinning fat ball roared in anger.

There was a faint white aura to the feeling of that hoof. There was no mistaking it.

The fat ball jumped up. Its gaze locked onto the black horse with vigilance.

The horse responded with a lively and playful smile.

The three-eyed youth sighed.

With that peculiar black horse in the picture, he couldn't watch the 'fat ball turning Tyrannical Song into mincemeat' scenario unfold.

If the fat ball and the black horse continued causing trouble, his small world wouldn't be able to endure it.

"Let's put an end to this, everyone," the three-eyed youth clapped his hands and spoke in a deep voice. "I have a suggestion... Why don't we settle our grievances at the gambling table?"

The bet with Profound Sage Tyrannical Song was just a warm-up act.

What lay ahead was the real top-tier gambling game spanning myriad worlds.

Song Shuhang, the fat ball, and the black horse all turned their attention to the three-eyed youth.

"Let's have a four-person bet," the three-eyed youth proposed.

"I only want the 'existence' that I've lost. What level of gambling capital do I need?" the fat ball asked in a deep voice.

The three-eyed youth s.h.i.+fted his gaze to Song Shuhang.

"My apologies, Senior Three-Eyed. I have no desires now. I've just won a bet, and I'm currently in sage mode," Song Shuhang said with a faint smile.

"No worries, Little Tyrannical Song. Since you're in sage mode, I'll just inform you that the 'thing' the fat ball desires isn't with me, but with you, Little Tyrannical Song." The three-eyed youth smiled and sent a secret message.

Song Shuhang chuckled and replied, "But, that thing isn't with me either."

"It's okay, Little Tyrannical Song. What's important now isn't about the facts, but what the fat ball believes. And he believes you have it. Moreover, you know where that 'thing' is, right? So, your wager can be information on where that thing is," the three-eyed youth replied.

Song Shuhang gently shook his head.

He would never reveal the location of that thing to the fat ball.

It didn't matter even if he was chased by the fat ball all over the universe.

Even if this day next year was his death anniversary, he would not reveal a single thing!

This was a bottom line that could not be crossed.

Just as Song Shuhang was feeling excited, Fairy Creation's voice sounded in his mind.

"Go for it, Shuhang."

Fairy Creation no longer acted cute. It was her other personality who spoke, and she sounded vastly different.

Song Shuhang was perplexed.

"I just received an internal intelligence report that a few seniors are secretly planning to move that thing to a special area in the world of the golden lotus. After the transfer was successful, no one in the universe would remember that thing. So, take this opportunity to go up and take a gamble. If you lose, the scholarly faction will immediately make an emergency transfer."

The Wielder's small black room?

The world of the golden lotus had developed the function of a small black room?

This was wonderful!

Song Shuhang thought about it for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Senior Three-Eyed, I've thought it through. How can I be missing in this top-notch gambling game of the myriad worlds?"

"In that case, what kind of wager do you want the fat ball to pay?" Senior Three-Eyed asked.

Song Shuhang suddenly had a thought. "Senior Three-Eyed, the gambling ritual can strip away things related to concepts, but can it strip away the 'spatial power' of the fat ball's clone?"

If the fat ball lost its spatial ability, Senior White Two's shuttle would be able to leave it in the dust at any moment.