Chapter 1174: Please Don't Let the Sage Title Be a Trap!
Senior White appeared on-screen once more. As he did, the deflating Senior White from before vanished.
He had dismissed his clone.
Then Senior White brushed a hand over his clothes. Light flowed across his white robe, and an instant later, it was as good as new.
His white robe was a defensive magical garment with the ability to repair itself. It could also change shape at his whim.
Song Shuhang had been especially envious of that robe when he picked Senior White up after his seclusion.
He had secretly hoped to get a similar robe someday. Unfortunately, fate had other plans... His current outfit was the Black Iron Divine Armor, and its look could hardly have been more different.
After repairing his clothes, Senior White picked up Song Shuhang's arm and pondered, Now that the tribulation is over, it's about time to go out and eat. But I told little friend Shuhang I wouldn't finish until tonight. I wonder if he's prepared any food?
Then, under everyone's gaze, he took out a pen and began writing on the white paper attached to Song Shuhang's left hand.
[I'm done with my tribulation. When are we—] Halfway through, the pen ran out of ink.
Senior White shook it, but no matter how long he tried, he couldn't get another word out of it.
For Lucky Senior White, something like this was almost inconceivable.
After a moment's thought, Senior White tossed the pen away. Then he wrote on Song Shuhang's palm: [I'm done with my tribulation, Shuhang. When are we eating? Is the food ready?]
Song Shuhang: "..."
His palm tickled. At the same time, a chill ran through his heart.
Cultivators throughout the Myriad Heavens and Realms saw the whole thing