132. I'm Surnamed Song-Here's My ID!

Song Shuhang looked at the hardcover notebook with some skepticism. This thing wasn't some magic trick; could it really come in handy?

"Found it, this part: As a professional monster keeper, I'll share some of my personal experiences and some tips passed down orally from senior monster keepers. Now, let's assume you encounter a large feline or canine carnivorous monster. What should you do then?" the disciple, whose face still showed signs of youth, asked excitedly.

Brother Zheng Hong, you are amazing! This is exactly what we've been looking for!

Keep reading.

"At this moment, you must not panic, stay calm. First, pay attention to the gaze of the large carnivorous monster—is it staring down at you, its eyes never leaving you? If so, then you need to be careful. I can tell you with absolute certainty that this proves you have been added to its menu!"

The disciples of the Immortal Farmer Sect immediately looked up at the Pekingese Great Demon Hound. Just as their senior brother had recorded in his notes, the dog demon was staring at them menacingly, approaching step by step.

This is clearly a strategy to lure everyone into the menu.

"Hurry up and continue! Does Senior Brother Zheng Hong have any records of how to deal with large dog demons?" the others called out.

The still-childish disciple continued reading, "At this moment, junior brother, do not panic, stay calm. Remember not to lower your head or bend over, exposing your vitals. Doing so will make the demon beasts think you are food to be eaten at will; also remember not to turn and run for your life, because no matter how fast you run, you can't outrun a demon beast, and it will only trigger the demon beast's hunting instincts. Especially feline demon beasts, they like to toy with their fleeing prey, even if they are not hungry, they like to play with their prey until they die."

"At this moment, you should stand up as straight as possible, with a serious look and a face full of anger. Then, spread your arms wide in front of the monster and shout loudly, such as 'Fuck your mother, you bastard, come and eat me!' or 'If I don't eat you, I'm a dog!' Make it sound imposing!"

When the young disciple read this, a disciple from the Immortal Farmer Sect immediately stood up.

He spread his arms to block the Pekingese, his gaze serious, and roared angrily, "You son of a bitch, if you've got the guts, come and eat me!"

"If you don't eat it, you're a dog!"

A loud roar, with overwhelming momentum!

"..." Song Shuhang was very skeptical. Would this really work? Would it anger the Pekingese Great Demon Hound?

He remembered that a senior member in the Nine Provinces Number One Group had mentioned in a chat that high-grade demonic beasts possessed intelligence no less than that of humans and could speak human language.

However... this absurd method actually works!

The Great Pekingese Demon Hound in the sky really stopped, squatting in the void, sticking out its tongue and staring at this disciple of the Immortal Farmer Sect.

"It works! It really works! Quick, flip it over and see what to do next. How can we get rid of this dog demon?" The disciple, whose eyes were serious and face full of anger, became more confident upon seeing this.

The still-childish disciple nodded, filled with anticipation, and turned to the next page.

On the next page, there was a sentence.

"That way, you can die with a little more dignity..."

"..."

Are you kidding me!

The still-childish disciple immediately closed the notebook.

Brother Zheng Hong, you son of a bitch! How could you do this to your junior brother like this?

"Tell me the next step! I've already intimidated this Great Demon Hound! Tell me what to do next, otherwise we won't be able to keep it in place for long!" the disciple who stepped forward exclaimed excitedly.

What to do? What to do?

The disciple, whose face still bore the innocence of childhood, had tears welling up in his eyes; he looked like he wanted to cry.

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The Great Pekingese Demon Hound crouched in the void, barking and howling at the disciples of the Immortal Farmer Sect, a mocking smile in its eyes. Yes, Song Shuhang was certain he hadn't misread it; the expression in the giant Pekingese's eyes was incredibly vivid.

Seeing its expression, Song Shuhang breathed a sigh of relief. At least this Pekingese dog meant them no harm.

After laughing, it stood up, shook its fur, and then flew away through the air. Before leaving, it gave Song Shuhang a meaningful look.

After the Great Demon Hound left, all the disciples of the Immortal Farmer Sect breathed a sigh of relief. The disciple who had stood up and barked at the 'Great Pekingese Demon Hound' earlier collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

"The method recorded by Senior Brother Zheng Hong really worked! That Great Demon Hound really left!" This disciple, unaware that he had almost been on the verge of Ghost Gate, still praised Senior Brother Zheng Hong's ridiculous method, "Next time I encounter a large cat or dog-like demon beast, I won't be afraid anymore!"

The still-youthful disciple clutched his notebook tightly, wondering whether he should show the last sentence to his senior brother. What if his senior brother encountered a large monster again and, without thinking, stood up and berated it, only to be eaten in the process?

After resting on the spot for a long time, the disciples of the Immortal Farmer Sect recovered from their injuries.

The disciples of the Immortal Farmer Sect gathered in a circle, waiting for their pillar of strength, 'Senior Brother Zheng Neng,' to arrive.

Song Shuhang sat alone on the other side, leaning against a tree.

Next... he needs to figure out a way back to Jiangnan University Town. He's been abandoned in this desolate area, and he'll have to look for a road nearby.

In addition, it would be best to call Su Clan’s Sixteen first to let her know that you are safe.

And... there's the matter of the Immortal Farmer Sect.

Song Shuhang glanced at the disciples of the Immortal Farmer Sect huddled together. He owed them both a favor.

If they hadn't attacked Devil Lord Anzhi, Song Shuhang wouldn't have even had a chance to escape.

Afterwards, that Zheng Yan brother Zhengyan fed himself another healing pill.

Thinking of this, he rubbed his temples.

There's still an unresolved grudge between the Immortal Farmer Sect and 'Su Clan’s Seven'. Although there are many suspicious points surrounding this grudge, the Immortal Farmer Sect seems to believe that A-Qi is the culprit.

Just as he was pondering, the still-childish disciple from the Immortal Farmer Sect approached Song Shuhang, trying his best to put on a fierce look. "Are you a descendant of the Su Clan?"

His question immediately attracted the attention of many of his companions, who were also wondering about Song Shuhang's identity.

"I'm not... You should have heard what the uncle shouted earlier, right? I'm just an innocent victim who was mistakenly captured by that Devil Lord Anzhi," Song Shuhang replied earnestly.

"Do you have any evidence?" the still-immature disciple asked.

"Evidence?" Song Shuhang never imagined that one day he would have to prove to others that he was himself.

After thinking for a moment, he took out his wallet. "If you really need it... how about this?"

He took his ID card out of his wallet.

Name: Song Shuhang. Gender: Male.

Then comes the date of birth.

The third-rank Third-Grade Cultivator from the Immortal Farmer Sect, Zheng Yan Brother Zhengyan, floated over, took Song Shuhang's ID card, and glanced at it.

"Yes, his surname is Song. He is indeed not a descendant of the Su Clan," Zheng Yan Brother Zhengyan said seriously, then returned the ID card to Song Shuhang.

The disciples of the Immortal Farmer Sect lowered their heads, feeling both relieved and disappointed.

"Perhaps he took his mother's surname?" The still-childish disciple seemed unwilling to let Song Shuhang off the hook so easily, persisting, "Perhaps his father's surname is Su!"

Song Shuhang said helplessly, "I'm telling you, don't just change other people's ancestral records, okay?"

"I'm sorry, my junior brothers are a bit impatient because of a problem with the mission." Zheng Yan Brother Zhengyan scolded the immature disciple and told him to go back to his companions.

Then, Zheng Yan Brother Zhengyan sat down next to Song Shuhang.

"Six days ago, Su Clan’s Seven and a strange cultivator came to visit our Immortal Farmer Sect." He began to recount the story...