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After Shuhang left, Riverly Purple Mist’s silhouette appeared on the rooftop of the wedding photo studio.

She called Medicine Master, and said lazily, “Medicine Master, Shuhang has safely returned.

And, Medicine Master, I’m telling you, I’ll never give up. Don’t keep thinking about sending me on errands, it’s no use.” With that said, she hung up without waiting for Medicine Master to speak.

“What I want, I will get.” Riverly Purple Mist muttered.

She jumped off the rooftop, and came to where Song Shuhang had erased the long-armed man’s corpse. She formed a spell formula, executing a spell that erased the traces completely.

Song Shuhang had done well, but there would still be many traces in the eyes of cultivators who were good at stalking. Riverly Purple Mist erased those traces.

Song Shuhang can gradually grasp such experience as his cultivation level increased; it was not a big deal.

Shuhang escorted Zhao Yaya back safely, and bought food and drinks on the way back for his roommates.

Returning to the dorm, he lay in bed. The ‘True Self’ dispersed and the experience of killing the long-armed man replayed in his mind.

Some lingering fear, and being somewhat out of sorts, but somewhat of a thrill… just like the happiness brought when he helped others.

His three roommates were still rowdily screwing people over together.

Song Shuhang rested for a short while, then took out the Three Claw Marks Beast Head Medallion. Then, he turned on his phone and took a photo of the beast head medallion, and sent it into Nine Provinces Number One Group.

Then, he asked in the chat, “Seniors, do any of you know which cultivation organization this medallion belongs to?”

Not long after he sent it, a senior replied.

The first to reply was, as expected, the ‘always online’ Northern River’s Loose Cultivator. “Haven’t seen it before, nor heard of anything similar. I suppose it’s an unremarkable small organization from some remote corner?”

Hearing this, Song Shuhang felt reassured—Northern River’s Loose Cultivator was the know-it-all in the group. He knew every member’s situation like the palm of his hand. If even he hadn’t heard of it, then the organization the Three Claw Marks Beast Head Medallion represented was not one of the Seniors’ forces.

Song Shuhang was previously worried that the beast head medallion might be a force under a senior in the group, which would make it problematic to take care of.

“Senior Song, is the organization the medallion represents important?” unexpectedly, Soft Feather was still on at this time. Ever since she returned to Spirit Butterfly Island, she was to meditate and train at night everyday no matter what happens.

“It is pretty important to me.” Song Shuhang replied.

“Then I’ll ask my father for you.” Soft Feather said excitedly, and then quickly logged off to find Venerable Spirit Butterfly.

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator inquired again, “Friend or foe?”

“Foe.” Song Shuhang replied concisely.

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator, “Can you take care of it? Need help or not?”

Song Shuhang replied, “Currently looking for their tracks, I have some clues. If I really can’t take care of it, then I’ll ask you seniors for help.”

“Is Medicine Master still with you?” Northern River’s Loose Cultivator was a bit worried, after all Shuhang had only started cultivation two days ago and was weak.

“Senior Medicine Master is still here, and he might stay for a few more days.”

“Very well then.” Northern River’s Loose Cultivator felt a bit relieved.

At this time, Soft Feather returned and logged on, “Senior Song, my father doesn’t know of it either, it should be a second-rate organization. Wait until tomorrow when I’ve taken care of the ghost spirit contract formation, I’ll help Senior Song crush that small organization. I’ll also be able to test my newly contracted ghost spirit’s power!”

With maiden Soft Feather’s cheerful statement, Song Shuhang’s mood became a lot better, “Thank you.”

“After we bulldoze that small organization, we can go near East Sea to search for the mysterious island. I heard someone found the mythical ‘mysterious floating island,’ and that person indistinctly saw chirping birds and fragrant flowers. There’s also abundant spiritual qi, and even many types of already extinct organisms. It must be thrilling!” Soft Feather was already fantasizing, who knew where her thoughts went.

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber logged in, and seeing the situation, he teased her out of habit, “And yet, maiden Soft Feather, you still have to complete the ghost spirit contract first!”

The battleship model Soft Feather was sunk by a cannon blast.

“I will give my all tonight with the ghost spirit contract formation!” the long-legged maiden shouted out.

With that said, she quickly logged off; she probably went to battle with the ghost spirit contract formation.

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator sent a smiley, and said, “Speaking of which, does any fellow daoist want to party up and check out the mysterious island near the East Sea that Maiden Soft Feather mentioned earlier?

As Northern River’s Loose Cultivator’s words were sent, many of the lurking seniors in the group appeared one after another, starting to discuss forming a party to go on a raid at the mysterious island.

The group became lively.

Song Shuhang swiped the phone’s screen, and unconsciously smiled.

“Beep beep beep.”

At this time, someone suddenly private-messaged Shuhang.

Song Shuhang clicked it open and found that it was maiden Soft Feather who’d logged off earlier.

“Senior Song, did something happen to you today? I feel that you’re acting a bit strange.” Soft Feather asked very concernedly.

A bit strange? Song Shuhang doubtfully scrolled through his chat log from start to finish, but he absolutely could not find any strange aspects in his messages.

He scratched his head. To sense that his condition was different today from just that, was this the legendary magical sixth sense of a woman?

“If it’s something that happened, then it would be that I killed someone today.” Song Shuhang thought over it briefly, then entered these words lightly with his keyboard, “I cut off his head with my own hands in a slash, watching his head fly. Remembering it now… it’s like dreaming, all so unrealistic.”

For unknown reasons, Song Shuhang felt relieved after entering those words, as if a rock that pressed down on his heart had been moved away.

“It’s Senior’s first time taking a life? Do you regret it?” Soft Feather replied quickly. In her mind, she recalled the scene of her father, Venerable Spirit Butterfly, consoling her after she had killed for the first time.

She did not understand how to console someone else, but she could imitate the process of how her father had consoled her, and put what she had learned to good use!

“I don’t regret it.” Song Shuhang entered these three words affirmably. Even if he went back in time, he would still swing the sword without hesitation!

“I’ve seen Senior’s resolve and the beliefs behind that strike. Senior Song, you needn’t think too much. Now, you only need to remember why you swung your sword, solidifying the belief you had when you swung. As long as your belief is firm and right, then it is a regretless choice. No need to pressure yourself, I will always support you from behind.” Soft Feather said considerately.

As she entered those words, her face seemed to glow with the radiance of a goddess.

“Thank you.” Song Shuhang showed a gentle smile. Soft Feather’s consolation seemed awkward, Song Shuhang felt like he was facing a senior. However, her kind intentions were fully received by Song Shuhang.

“You’re welcome, Senior. I’m off to battle with the contract formation now! When I complete the contract, I’ll find Senior and we’ll explore the mysterious island!” with that said, Soft Feather logged off, satisfied.

Being able to help Senior Song, she was very happy.

At this moment, in another area on Spirit Butterfly Island.

Venerable Spirit Butterfly looked at the dialogue between his daughter and Song Shuhang, and already cried till he fainted in the toilet.

Venerable Spirit secretly logged onto her daughter’s account again~~

Around three o’clock in the morning.

Song Shuhang already fell asleep, but his mental energy activated now and then. This was the mental energy technique ‘vigilance.’ Due to his maintaining of the ‘vigilance’ technique during the day, his body acquired a habit shortly. So, even in sleep, his body would activate mental energy, and maintain a state of vigilance.

All of this, even he himself did not notice.

Half-conscious, Song Shuhang heard his phone ring.

He quickly opened his eyes, and turned it to silent mode in case it disturbed his roommates who were sleeping soundly. He then picked up the phone and looked at the incoming display.

It was an unknown number, the prefix area code was Huaxi region.

Is it a scam call? Song Shuhang habitually pressed the answer button—chitchatting with scammers was something Shuhang and his roommates really liked to do.

Especially Li Yangde, this guy, like all programming apes, was the classic cold-on-the-outside-but-hot-on-the-inside type. His voice teasing methods were endless. During every encounter with a female scammer, his battle power was three times the normal and the female scammer would end up crying, aye?

“Is this Fellow Daoist Stressed by a Mountain of Books?” a young male voice came from the phone.

Not a liar, Stressed by a Mountain of Books was his chat name, and on top of that, being addressed as fellow daoist, was it a senior in Nine Provinces Number One Group?

Song Shuhang rubbed his eyes, and immediately cleared his mind, “Hello, it’s me.”

“Little Friend, were you sleeping? I’ll keep things short.” The young voice laughed softly, “I am from the Nine Provinces Number One Group, and I got your number from brother Medicine Master. I mainly wanted to ask you about the Three Claw Marks Beast Head Medallion you sent last night.”

“Senior, you have information about that organization?” Song Shuhang was completely awake now.