Cultivation Chat Group Chapter 2926: Countdown

Chapter 2926: Countdown

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Song Shuhang was confused.

Complete Heavenly Emperor privileges?

Didn’t Dada pa.s.s the Heavenly Emperor’s privileges on to Senior Golden Trigram? Could it be that the Heavenly Emperor privileges Dada inherited were still incomplete?

“The Heavenly Emperor’s privileges were once divided… some of those privileges ended up in our hands,” the Northern Emperor continued to speak telepathically.

This was actually possible?

Song Shuhang: “That’s impressive!”

The Northern Emperor’s unknown organization had pulled off a move so slick that it made Song Shuhang’s scalp tingle, as if his hair was about to be shown off and fall out, leaving him bald.

“By the way, Senior Northern, when do you plan to hold the ceremony?” Song Shuhang asked.

It was almost New Year’s for him.

“We’ll hold the ceremony next year,” the Northern Emperor said with a gentle smile. His warm, melting-ice demeanor would have been a sure-fire hit in TV dramas, winning over millions of female fans.

“It’s already next year after today,” Senior Akasword couldn’t help but point out.

The Northern Senior nodded, “Exactly, we’ll wait until you finish celebrating the New Year before holding the ceremony. New year, new beginning.”

“Thoughtful of you, Senior,” Song Shuhang said as he opened the letter inside the red envelope.

The content of Senior Golden Trigram’s letter was simple: he agreed to temporarily lend out the “ancient Heavenly Court fragment,” but requested that Song Shuhang be extra cautious during the ceremony to ensure the fragment wasn’t damaged.

As long as the fragment remained intact, he promised to send Song Shuhang another box of spirit stones afterward.

“Senior Island Master sure is generous,” Song Shuhang said as he closed the letter.

Under the guidance of the previous Heavenly Emperor Dada, Island Master Golden Trigram had hit Song Shuhang’s weak spot squarely—if the spirit stones were in place, there was no need to worry about anything.

Even if something unexpected happened, considering the spirit stones, Tyrant Song would step in to help.

But actually, even if Island Master hadn’t mentioned the spirit stones, Song Shuhang would have made sure to protect his Heavenly Court fragment… After all, he still remembered the favor from when the Island Master had gifted him the “Bunny Bag of One-Inch Shrinking.”

No matter how poor he got, he would never forget a favor.

A man of principles, even in poverty.

Aside from the letter, there was also a contract, an agreement signed between Island Master Golden Trigram and the Northern Emperor’s group.

Song Shuhang skimmed through the contract, focusing on the signature at the end… Cheng Lin Immortal.

“Is Cheng Lin the representative?” Song Shuhang asked, puzzled.

Northern Emperor: “Cheng Lin?”

“I mean, why is this contract being given to me?” Song Shuhang smoothly transitioned to the next topic as he put the contract away.

“The contract is in three parts, and since your core world is your territory, one part of the contract is entrusted to you for safekeeping,” the Northern Emperor explained.

Song Shuhang: “Got it.”

He carefully stored both the letter and the contract in his “bead bracelet artifact.”

“By the way, Senior Northern… are you staying for the New Year celebration?” Song Shuhang asked.

The Northern Emperor shook his head, “I need to help transfer Golden Trigram’s Heavenly Court fragment.”

“Then I won’t keep you, Senior,” Song Shuhang said, taking out the red envelope used as a letter case, and pulling out 1,000 yuan from the “ten times happiness” lucky money packet given by Senior Yellow Mountain, stuffing it into the red envelope before handing it to the Northern Emperor.

Northern Emperor was confused.

“Happy New Year, Senior,” Song Shuhang wished him.

“Is this a custom?” The Northern Emperor accepted the red envelope with a slight smile, then turned and opened a s.p.a.ce gate, leaving with Song Shuhang’s New Year’s blessing.

The Emperor had no intention of giving a return gift.

After the Northern Emperor left, one by one, the members of the “Nine Provinces Number One Group” started arriving from all over the world.

Everyone had coordinated in the group chat beforehand, so their arrivals in Wenzhou City were closely timed.

Young Master Miefeng appeared at the door with a charming smile, “Shuhang~ I heard Senior Yellow Mountain gave you a big red envelope?”

Song Shuhang was speechless.

“If Senior Yellow Mountain gave you a red envelope, we naturally have to follow the group leader’s lead. Here, here, this is my red envelope for you—6,666 yuan, all in paper bills. It might not match Senior Yellow Mountain’s tenfold happiness, but my 6,666 yuan is still auspicious. Don’t be shy with us!” Young Master Miefeng cheerfully pulled out a thick red envelope, with a mix of 1-yuan, 5-yuan, and 10-yuan bills.

After pulling out the envelope, Young Master Miefeng enthusiastically shoved it into Song Shuhang’s pocket, “Don’t be shy with us, we’re all friends. Being shy with us would be too formal. Quickly open your pocket so I can put the 6,666 yuan envelope inside!”

Song Shuhang was caught between laughter and tears.

After successfully stuffing the 6,666 yuan envelope into Song Shuhang’s pocket, Young Master Miefeng then handed out the New Year gifts he had carefully prepared for Song Shuhang’s disciples and daughters.

Just as Young Master Miefeng finished distributing the gifts, Thrice Saber Reckless came into the house carrying a large cloth bag, “Shuhang little friend, I’m here!”

Song Shuhang glanced at Senior Three Waves and the large cloth bag he was carrying, his mouth twitching, “Senior Three Waves, didn’t you say I’m not your little friend Shuhang, but your Senior Song?”

“Ay, what Senior Song, it’s New Year’s, so let’s forget formalities. As a senior of the ‘Nine Provinces Number One Group,’ I’ve prepared a surprise for you this New Year. Look, I’ve gathered 8,888 coins, such an auspicious number.” Thrice Saber Reckless cheerfully approached, insisting on giving the coins to Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang:

Looks like I’ll have to study some lightning-based techniques soon, to see if I can put these 8,888 coins to good use.

“Alright, enough joking around,” Thrice Saber Reckless said as he handed over the coins, then reached into his pocket to pull out a red envelope and handed it to Song Shuhang, “This is the real New Year’s gift I prepared for you consider it a return gift for lending me the ‘Confucian Cla.s.sic’ the other day.”

“What’s this?” Song Shuhang asked, half-believing, as he looked at Senior Three Waves.

“A treasure map, said to contain a ma.s.sive amount of spirit stones, once left behind by a powerful evil sect from the heavens and worlds,” Thrice Saber Reckless replied earnestly. “This was a powerful evil sect that established a nation, gathering a ma.s.sive amount of spirit stones with the power of the entire sect and nation. But one day, this evil sect provoked a formidable enemy, and overnight, their sect was destroyed, with members scattering. But their ma.s.sive wealth was left behind, becoming a treasure.”

“The fleeing sect members didn’t try to reclaim the treasure?” Song Shuhang asked, puzzled.

“That, I don’t know,” Thrice Saber Reckless replied, raising an eyebrow.

Song Shuhang put away the treasure map, “Thank you, Senior Three Waves.”

“No need to be so formal,” Thrice Saber Reckless said, waving his hand as he walked toward Cloud Sparrow.

After a moment’s thought, Song Shuhang extended his finger, and the evil corpse, Tyrant Evil, materialized.

He handed the treasure map to the evil corpse, “Friend, could you check out the location indicated on this treasure map?”

“Leave it to me,” the evil corpse said, taking the map and vanis.h.i.+ng into the void.

Song Shuhang glanced at his watch.

The New Year’s countdown was down to its final 60 minutes, and the members of the Nine Provinces Number One Group were almost all here. Senior White and Feather Soft Child were also on their way back and would arrive shortly.

Solar System, Moon Base.

“Only one hour left until the New Year,” Ball Shuhang, in human form, held a metal box in his right hand, calculating the time in his mind.

Time to make an appearance!

In a moment, it would bring its spoils to the scene and give its main body a surprise.