Cultivation Chat Group Chapter 3140: Chapter 3138: So, Don't Die!

Chapter 3140: Chapter 3138: So, Don’t Die!

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However, no matter how much Thrice Reckless Mad Saber urged, Young Master Phoenix Slayer had already stopped seeing.

He was no longer paying attention to the messages in the ‘Nine Provinces Number One Chat Group’.

After entering the ‘Divinity Platform’, Young Master Phoenix Slayer’s body instinctively sprang into action—he posed like a model under the camera’s lens, subconsciously adopting striking poses that showed off his most handsome angles to the camera!

Young Master Phoenix Slayer was considered quite the handsome man even among the ‘Nine Provinces Number One Group’, and had a small degree of fame within Earth’s cultivation world.

Centered around Earth, he even had a group of young admirer fairies.

How to display his ‘handsomeness’ without any blind spots had become his instinct, second nature to him.

“Senior Phoenix Slayer,” Song Shuhang called out to him, “Feeling nervous?”

“Do I look like someone who would get scared by such a small display?” Young Master Phoenix Slayer lifted his head with a das.h.i.+ng tilt, reminiscent of a shampoo commercial, his hair flying about elegantly and stylishly.

“But your palms are sweating,” Song Shuhang said bluntly, “As everyone knows, a cat’s sweat glands aren’t well-developed, and the only place they can sweat from is the pads on their feet.”

Young Master Phoenix Slayer’s stylish movements froze slightly—he almost wanted to lick his palm to check if he was sweating from nervousness.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, he restrained the impulse to lick his palms.

This was in front of myriad pract.i.tioners in the universe, he couldn’t let Song Shuhang lead him into a pit and damage his image.

“Aren’t you less nervous now?” Song Shuhang laughed heartily from across him, “Actually, once you get used to showing your divinity, you’ll get accustomed to it. Like me, after showing it seven or eight times, I can calmly face any stage setting.”

Young Master Phoenix Slayer: “…”

Do you think everyone can show their divinity seven or eight times like you?

“Should I choose dragon patterns, Senior White?” Young Master Phoenix Slayer didn’t want to be led by Song Shuhang anymore, and turned to ask.

“No need, no need, yours, Doudou’s, True Monarch Tyrant Flood Dragon’s, Cave Lord Snow Wolf’s, I’ve already prepared them for all of you,” Senior White said, squinting as he took out the dragon patterns prepared for the group’s cats and dogs.

“What kind of BGM do you want for your presentation, Senior Phoenix Slayer?” Song Shuhang asked faintly, feeling somewhat left out by Young Master Phoenix Slayer’s cold shoulder.

“I refuse!” Young Master Phoenix Slayer waved his hands continuously.

The BGM idea that Medicine Master had brought up earlier was too foolish. Each fellow friend getting their dragon branding could even trigger different BGMs; one or two was fine…but after many, it felt a bit awkward.

Song Shuhang withdrew his hand regretfully.

A few breaths later.

Senior White personally branded Young Master Phoenix Slayer with the dragon pattern, gently pressed his hand on his head, and said, “Cultivate well, Phoenix Slayer. I’ve experienced many farewells between life and death. In the past, every time I emerged from secluded meditation, I would always worry about hearing that a fellow friend had met a cruel death—but there was nothing I could do. Now, you all have the Nine Dragon Pattern… so, at the very least, aim for the Immortal Realm!”

Young Master Phoenix Slayer replied solemnly with his head lowered, “I will, Senior White.”

Senior White revealed a satisfied smile.

Beside him, Song Shuhang recalled the scenes soon after he met Senior White.

At that time, Senior White had a premonition and seemed to want to enter an extended period of secluded meditation, which was estimated to be several hundred years. At that time, Senior White had also said something similar to him—hoping that the next time he emerged from secluded meditation, he would still see him alive.

Senior White had experienced farewell of life and death many times, yet he had never got accustomed to it.

“So, don’t die, Senior Phoenix Slayer; you have to live longer than me!” Song Shuhang pa.s.sed a ‘Liquid Fat Ball’ to Young Master Phoenix Slayer.

“Don’t jinx me, you are now the Heavenly Dao,” Young Master Phoenix Slayer responded coolly as he took the ‘Liquid Fat Ball’.

Whoosh—

The Liquid Fat Ball transformed into a white windbreaker, draping over Young Master Phoenix Slayer.

He turned around and stylishly waved at Song Shuhang, “Although you’ve surpa.s.sed me, as a former senior, We will not easily stop our forward march.”

In the past, some members of the ‘Nine Provinces Number One Group’ might have lacked a bit of ‘potential’.

But now, after the Dao Foundation Dragon Pattern was supplemented to nine dragon patterns, their potential had been filled to the brim.

The Immortal Realm…

Will become the goal for every member of the ‘Nine Provinces Number One Group.’

And this, this was also the fundamental reason why Senior White and Song Shuhang boosted the members of the ‘Nine Provinces Number One Group’ with additional dragon patterns.

Nine Dragon Patterns, Nine Stage prospects, pointing straight at the Immortal Realm!

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When Young Master Phoenix Slayer stylishly donned the fat ball’s windbreaker and waved his hand nonchalantly, a BGM played.

This was a BGM with a touch of sentiment amid its vicissitudes of life.

Under the moving sound of the Great Way BGM, Young Master Phoenix Slayer’s figure gradually faded.

After Young Master Phoenix Slayer disappeared, the next silhouette did not show up right away.

Under the watchful eyes of all, the Heavenly Dao Tyrannical Song seemed to be making some arrangements, ready to welcome the next member.

[Could the next fellow friend to enter be someone special? Or perhaps a very important person?] The audience from myriad pract.i.tioners in the universe wondered.

“Who’s next?” Senior White asked.

“It’s Senior Thrice Reckless Mad Saber,” Song Shuhang answered. “To prevent him from turning into an African monkey and pretending to be Su Clan’s Seven, I have to be cautious.”

Senior White stroked his chin and nodded in approval, “If it’s Thrice Reckless, indeed, we should be on guard.”

The private communication between Will of the Heavens White and Heavenly Dao Tyrannical Song did not transmit outward.

However, in the main world, Thrice Reckless could no longer wait.

Within the Nine Provinces Number One Group.

“It’s my turn, right? Shuhang?” Thrice Reckless Mad Saber asked.

Why haven’t you pulled me up yet?

“After Thrice Reckless, it’s me.”

Whoosh~

The figure of Thrice Reckless Mad Saber finally got pulled up to the ‘show my divinity in front of the ma.s.ses’ platform.

“I finally came up. If it was any later, I might have forgotten what I had in mind,” Thrice Reckless Mad Saber said, tapping his temple lightly.

“Senior White, does Senior Thrice Reckless Saber pick his own ‘dragon patterns’?” Song Shuhang turned his head and asked.

Senior White looked down, flipping through a stack of dragon pattern pictures, and replied, “I’ve prepared the sea wave dragon pattern for him. Let’s proceed to the next step directly.”

“Hold on, Senior White. I have something to tell Shuhang, some private news,” Thrice Reckless Mad Saber hurriedly interjected, “Could you please block the projection effect for the myriad realms…”

“Need a private chat?” Song Shuhang reached out to turn off the ‘showing their divinity across the myriad realms’ projection and added, “Private chatting gets you pregnant, you know.”

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber: “!!!”

He instinctively covered his belly.

Some things, it depends on who says them—when the exact same words are said by different individuals, the effect can widely differ.

An ordinary person saying, “Come here, eat whatever you want,” and a doctor saying, “Eat whatever you want,” have entirely different meanings.

The same goes for Tyrannical Song.

The word “pregnant,” when uttered from Song Shuhang’s mouth, carried a particular authoritative and daunting effect.

“Alright, Senior Thrice Reckless. What sort of whisper do you want to share with us?” Song Shuhang turned off the divinity showing effect across the myriad realms, put up a subt.i.tle that read, “Taking a short break, will return immediately after the advertis.e.m.e.nts,” and asked.

The pract.i.tioners across the universe stared with wide eyes at the scrolling ‘show my divinity in front of the ma.s.ses’ subt.i.tles, speechless.

Big Shot Tyrannical Song truly was an existence that trampled the rules of ‘showing divinity in front of the ma.s.ses’ underfoot.

Even after proving his Dao and achieving pseudo-immortality, he still wouldn’t spare this entertaining segment.

But—would you actually play an advertis.e.m.e.nt?

Don’t just talk the talk.

Will of the Heavens White seemed to have sensed the cultivators’ intentions from across the universe, and his heart moved slightly.

Then, he added a few small words beneath the subt.i.tles written by Song Shuhang—[Golden advertis.e.m.e.nt spots for rent].

After some thought, he also included Venerable Yellow Mountain’s phone number.

In the main world.

Mama Yellow Mountain: “…”

“Stupid, no more talking, take your medicine.” Doudou tenderly offered the medicine bottle.

“I won’t take it,” Venerable Yellow Mountain obstinately refused.

He just couldn’t take any more.

…

Elsewhere.

“Senior Thrice Reckless Mad Saber?” Song Shuhang, seeing that Thrice Reckless Mad Saber remained silent, called out to him again.

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber’s fingers gently circled at his temple, and then, like a robot without any enlightenment, he began to recite the ‘words’ in his mind.

As soon as he spoke, what came out was the language of some unknown era.

To Song Shuhang, it was all gibberish.

“Ancient language? Or perhaps a dialect from an ancient era’s world?” Senior White curiously observed Thrice Reckless Mad Saber.

This was a family of languages even Senior White hadn’t heard of – quite normal considering there were so many languages in the myriad pract.i.tioners in the universe.

However, not understanding was no problem.

He and Song Shuhang were now embodying the Heavenly Dao, and no matter what language it was, even if they had never heard it before, they would automatically comprehend the meaning after Thrice Reckless Mad Saber finished speaking.

The Heavenly Dao is the ’cause’ and ‘source’ of everything in the world.

Language is naturally included in this ‘source and cause.’

“It doesn’t feel like a language from ancient times; it could be a language from the Eternity era, or even more remote… like maybe the era of the Black Dragon World?” Song Shuhang speculated.

He was genuinely envious of Senior Thrice Reckless Mad Saber’s tongue, able to articulate such complex language sounds.

Back in the day when he was learning the ancient language, he had wished he could have surgery on his own tongue!

Several breaths later.

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber ceased the relay process, moving his finger away from his temple: “That’s all, relay complete.”

“Thrice Reckless, who asked you to relay this whisper?” Senior White asked.

“Fairy Skylark, to be precise, her bone of eternity,” Thrice Reckless Mad Saber sat down obediently and replied earnestly.

Song Shuhang was startled: “Isn’t Fairy Skylark going to appear herself?”

Fairy Skylark was also a member of the Nine Provinces Number One Chat Group and would be pulled onto the Divinity Platform sooner or later.

“She will appear, but the her that will appear later might not remember the things she needs me to relay to you,” today’s Senior Thrice Reckless Mad Saber wasn’t reckless at all.

Obedient to the point of being distressing.

Senior White instantly understood the implication in Thrice Reckless’s words and asked, “Died again?”

“Mm-hmm,” Thrice Reckless Mad Saber nodded.

Xuan Nu Sect’s Skylark had died again… then the black-haired Skylark briefly appeared, asking Thrice Reckless to convey a few words to Song Shuhang and Senior White.

It probably wouldn’t be long before the blue-haired Skylark would recover.

The revived blue-haired Skylark might not remember the messages that her black-haired self wanted to be conveyed.

“Senior Thrice Reckless Mad Saber, although Fairy Skylark has an indestructible body, when you guys are fooling around, you still need to pay attention to safety and not add to the burden of the female giant turtle of disaster,” Song Shuhang earnestly said.

“You’re the last one who should be saying that,” reminded Senior Thrice Reckless Mad Saber.

Song Shuhang: “…”

“Translate.” Senior White laughed and reached out his hand, drawing on the power of the Heavenly Dao Authority.

The speech delivered by Thrice Reckless Mad Saber began to be translated with the aid of the power of the Heavenly Dao Authority.

Meaningless syllables sounded out from the vacuum.

Chaotic and disjointed.

As if random words from a dictionary had been pulled out, scrambled, and combined.

“What does this mean?” The ‘relayer’ Thrice Reckless Mad Saber himself was baffled.

“Interesting,” thought Song Shuhang.

His ‘Cultivation Chat Immortal Path’ activated.

All the words translated by Senior White were thrown into Song Shuhang’s ‘Cultivation Chat Immortal Path.’

His ‘Cultivation Chat Immortal Path’ was coded in the background by Lady Kunna of the Dragon Network.

As he had guessed.

The seemingly meaningless translated words, once thrown into the ‘Cultivation Chat Immortal Path,’ started to form a projection and displayed an image.

Song Shuhang said, “The black-haired Fairy Skylark is being very cautious; it seems she’s deliberately avoiding something?”

“Even the power of the Heavenly Dao Authority is within the range she’s avoiding,” Senior White added on.

Every sentence relayed was encoded several layers deep.

The image in the projection showed a bustling world.

But not the ‘myriad pract.i.tioners in the universe’ as it is now.

“It’s the world corresponding to the era of the ‘Black Dragon World,'” Song Shuhang explained.

He had ‘seen’ this world during his time in the Black Dragon World.

Different in form, but the feeling of the aura was similar.

Song Shuhang had once seen an entire world collapse and a giant black dragon, carrying the last life seed, streak across the sky.

“The Ninth Wielder of the Will detached, and its era ended.”

There was no sound in the image, but it conveyed information to both Song Shuhang and Senior White.

Then, the bustling world in the image suddenly began to collapse.

Without any signs of collapse.

However, after the Ninth Wielder of the Will detached, they did not engage in a new divine battle to elect a new ‘Wielder of the Will’ as was usual.

The world simply couldn’t withstand it and was completely finished.

And this scene is precisely the message the ‘black-haired Skylark’ wanted to deliver to Song Shuhang and Senior White.

Today’s ‘myriad pract.i.tioners in the universe’ and the former ‘Black Dragon World’ are not the same.

But there are huge similarities in some respects.

The Ninth Heavenly Dao must not detach lightly.

Once detached, it could lead to the collapse of the world.

“If that’s true, then the Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao really has… been working in vain,” Song Shuhang said aloud.

In other words, the Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao doesn’t actually have to work behind the scenes on anything.

Just waiting silently would suffice.

Once the ‘Ninth Heavenly Dao’ takes office and then detaches as usual, that would trigger the collapse of the world.

At that time, the Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao could re-emerge and implement its ‘Transcendence Method’ and reap the benefits?

Too hasty.

After all, haste doesn’t bring success, does it?

“But we are different,” Song Shuhang said to Thrice Reckless Mad Saber: “Senior White and I are two distinct ent.i.ties proving our Dao.”

Even if one ent.i.ty ‘steps down.’

There’s no need to worry that the myriad pract.i.tioners in the universe will collapse.

Another Heavenly Dao would continue to hold sway!

It’s just… the plan for both to transcend at the same time would have to be put on hold.

Before they could be certain that detachment of the ‘Ninth Heavenly Dao’ would definitely lead to the collapse of the myriad pract.i.tioners in the universe, he had to stay and keep a steady hold on this world!