Another Urgent Express Delivery! (Ling Alliance Bonus Chapter)

Because Song Shuhang's account was banned by True Lord Yellow Mountain, he couldn't chat happily anymore, and the Pekingese Doudou jumped off the computer desk out of boredom.

Then it climbed onto Song Shuhang's bed and rolled around aimlessly. It hadn't stopped rolling around since they first met.

Song Shuhang stared at it intently for a long time—was this Great Demon Hound Doudou really a Pekingese, or Derpy Husky? Its liveliness was excessive!

After rolling around for a long time, Pekingese Doudou suddenly stood up and said seriously to Song Shuhang, "Ahem, little friend Shuhang, from today onwards I'll protect you!"

Song Shuhang chuckled dryly and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. You can call me Doudou. Don't call me Little Doudou, that's Yellow Mountain Big Fool's special nickname. Hmm... if you consider yourself a Da Sha too, I'll accept calling me Little Doudou." After saying that, Pekingese Doudou rolled around on the bed again out of boredom.

Rolling from one end of the bed to the other, spinning, rolling vertically, rolling horizontally... its bed-rolling skills are maxed out, with all sorts of fancy rolling styles, and no two are ever the same!

"Okay, Doudou," Song Shuhang.

He sat in front of the computer and casually browsed the message history of the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group', wanting to see yesterday's chat history.

He was offline for a while yesterday, and he didn't pay attention to what the seniors in the group were talking about.

Then... Song Shuhang scrolled up dozens of pages, all of which were conversations among the seniors in the group about topics like "How is the scenery in the Eastern Sea?", "Have you tried Three Waves? What did you eat?", and "Which resorts are the most fun?"

Water, good water!

"Strange, why did the seniors in the group post so much nonsense yesterday?" Song Shuhang asked, puzzled.

Previously, the senior members in the group would talk about things related to cultivation and exploring ancient cultivation ruins, but yesterday's log was completely unrelated, covering everything under the sun, and some of the conversations were quite nonsensical.

After scrolling up several more pages, the chat history was a torrent of messages, and Song Shuhang finally stopped scrolling.

[Northern River's Loose Cultivator's water-spraying operation was a great success; Song Shuhang didn't keep up with the chatter in the group until everyone started discussing 'True Lord White'.]

Song Shuhang casually opened the group space again and tidied up the game farm and ranch - looking at the list, there were quite a few seniors who would come to his house to steal vegetables every day at the right time.

Are these senior colleagues all very free?

Extremely bored, Pekingese Doudou got up and asked, "Shuhang, woof, do you have any games installed on your computer?"

"Oh, there is a game, but it's very old," Song Shuhang replied.

It's that online multiplayer game where my three roommates often used cheats developed by Yangde to 'play together'—the one who destroys the opponent's base wins. This game has been around for almost ten years.

"Let me play, woof woof!" Pekingese Doudou jumped up from the bed and barked.

"Okay." Song Shuhang closed the chat software on his computer and logged into the game.

Doudou Pekingese, jumped onto the computer desk, made itself a little bigger, and then used its left paw to press the keyboard and its right paw to press the mouse. "Woof woof, let's get this party started!"

The scene was too much for Song Shuhang to bear—legend has it that having a primary school student as a teammate is bad enough, but he never imagined there could be something even worse. Can you imagine what it would feel like to have a 'dog' as a teammate?

I guess it's a feeling of 'this is really fucking terrible'?

Looking at the Pekingese Demon Hound that was having a blast, Song Shuhang suddenly thought of a question and asked, "Doudou, after you shrink, can ordinary people still see you?"

He worried that if his roommates suddenly came back and saw a dog playing games on the computer—he wondered if they would believe him if he explained that the dog was specially trained.

"Don't worry, as long as we monsters don't want to be seen by ordinary people, no one can see us." Doudou didn't even turn her head, her claws tapping away on the keyboard, her right hand flicking the mouse with practiced ease.

Song Shuhang nodded in relief...

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Time flies.

Seven days later, on June 18th.

The Medicine Master that Pekingese Doudou longs for still hasn't returned!

The Medicine Master's treatment of the four fellow practitioners for 'amnesia' has not been successful, and the root cause of their amnesia has not yet been found.

The four fellow cultivators' brains were not damaged, their memory abilities were not impaired, and no obvious method of Memory Seal was found. However, they simply could not recall any further memories of their time on the 'Mysterious Island'.

Based on the speculations of the experts and seniors in the group, the memories of these fellow cultivators were most likely sealed by a powerful cultivator.

If that's the case, then we need to be careful. These two fellow Daoists are both Fifth-Grade Spirit Emperor, experts at the Golden Core Stage. How powerful must the expert be to seal their memories?

The Medicine Master has now invited several experts from the Cultivator World who specialize in 'memory,' 'mental power,' and 'sealing' to jointly study this case of amnesia.

The Medicine Master said in the group that it would take at least six months to treat the four fellow practitioners' amnesia.

Jiang Ziyan frowned and asked, "Medicine Master, is their amnesia really that difficult to recover from?"

"Ah, it's very difficult to treat. And, to be honest, I really don't have much confidence in restoring their memories," the Medicine Master sighed.

Jiang Ziyan asked, "Are we going to stay here until their amnesia is cured?"

"No need for that. I estimate that in another ten days or so, we can at least confirm the 'cause of amnesia.' Then, we'll have to discuss how to restore the memory in more detail. We don't need to stay here indefinitely." The Medicine Master frowned as he repeatedly checked some data in his notebook.

"Then after the cause of the illness is confirmed, shall we return to Jiangnan University Town?" Jiang Ziyan asked—she still really wanted to stay in that small building with the Medicine Master. Her friend Shuhang was also very understanding and wouldn't often disturb her and the Medicine Master's time together.

"We can't go back." The Medicine Master put down the data record in his hand. "In twenty days, True Lord White will emerge from seclusion. At that time, Song Shuhang will come to pick True Lord White up! If I go back in ten days, wouldn't I be walking into a trap?"

So even if we have to delay, we must delay until Song Shuhang finishes his mission of receiving True Lord White before considering returning to Jiangnan University Town.

Jiang Ziyan: "..."

In the building bought by the Medicine Master.

During his lunch break, Song Shuhang took the opportunity to cultivate.

He has already opened his Heart Aperture and completed the Hundred-Day Foundation Establishment. Now he needs to strive to break through to First-Grade Second Aperture acupoint, the 'Eye Aperture'.

If his Eye Aperture are opened, his eyesight will improve even further. Moreover, if he's lucky, he might even gain a minor ability similar to 'Heavenly Eye Insight' when his Eye Aperture are opened.

After completing twenty rounds of the <Vajra Foundation Fist> and <True Self Meditation Scripture>, Song Shuhang consumed a 'Blood Qi Pill'.

After his Heart Aperture was opened, the time required to practice the <Vajra Foundation Fist> was greatly reduced. He can now practice the Basic Fist Technique about twenty times an hour, which is just enough to exhaust his physical energy.

As the body becomes stronger, the demand for Blood Qi Pill increases.

Now, once physical strength is depleted, one Blood Qi Pill can only restore the body's condition once.

He maintained a cultivation time of four to five hours every day. In just five days, he had already consumed twenty Blood Qi Pill.

He shook the small bottle of Blood Qi Pill in his hand; he only had one Blood Qi Pill left, which he had obtained from the Altar Master.

Without the support of Blood Qi Pill... even counting the time for gradual recovery, one can only cultivate about thirty times a day. Relying solely on one's own hard work, it would probably take at least a year to open the Eye Aperture.

"Blood Qi Pill..." Song Shuhang sighed softly. Having experienced the cultivation effects of Blood Qi Pill and Blood Qi Pill, he knew that life would be unbearable without them.

Fortunately, in about fifteen days, True Lord White will emerge from seclusion!

Although he didn't know why his seniors were avoiding True Lord White so much, Song Shuhang really hoped to see True Lord White soon.

In his eyes, True Lord White represented 'Blood Qi Pill and Subsequent Cultivation Techniques'.

Furthermore, now that I've awakened my Heart Aperture and can form contracts with Spirit Ghost, I can ask True Lord White for guidance. With a senior's guidance, the success rate of forming contracts with Spirit Ghost will increase significantly.

After all, he only has two chances.

After the Blood Qi Pill took effect, Song Shuhang resumed his cultivation, unwilling to waste even a single drop of its medicinal power.

The Great Demon Hound Doudou has disappeared again today, and Song Shuhang can't control it.

Sometimes you can't see it anywhere all day, and it occasionally comes to Song Shuhang's place to check. Then it steals Song Shuhang's account, goes to the Nine Provinces Number One Group to provoke True Lord Yellow Mountain, and gets banned again.

Then they went out to play again.

That's how carefree and heartless he lived his life.

Since being taken back to her clan by A-Qi, Su Clan’s Sixteen hasn't logged on at all. Perhaps she's undergoing some secret treatment?

Song Shuhang was a little worried about Sixteen. She had told Song Shuhang before that she only had about twenty days left to live. Five days had passed in the blink of an eye; he wondered if she was alright now.

Does the Su Clan Main House truly possess a way to heal her injuries?

Song Shuhang sighed inwardly.

The image of Sixteen's last conversation with Su Clan’s Seven flashed through her mind. At that moment, she smiled and said, "I just came out for a walk to clear my head."

That smile was truly sweet, like a hundred flowers in bloom. Yet... there was also an indescribable sense of repression in it. She seemed to have little hope of surviving.

Master Profound Principle's 'flying sword' has finally been sent back. Sima Jiang wasn't robbed again this time, which is cause for celebration!

The day after receiving the flying sword, "Three-Day Little Monk" left a message for Song Shuhang through a chat app, conveying Master Profound Principle's thanks to Song Shuhang.

Jiang has really worked hard.

Just as Song Shuhang was thinking of Jiang, his phone rang.

He swiped the card and saw that it was a call from Jiang from Harvest Express.

"Hello? Jiang, what's up?" Song Shuhang asked as he answered the phone.

"Shuhang? Where are you now? Another urgent package needs your signature." Sima Jiang's hearty laughter came through the phone. "This package is quite big, it's as tall as a person when it stands upright."

Like the previous two packages, the sender of this package is also incredibly powerful!

"Another package?" Song Shuhang, somewhat puzzled.

It seems like no one has mentioned sending me anything lately. I haven't placed any orders online either.

It's something taller than a person!

"I'm heading back to Jiangnan University Town right away. Jiang, just wait for me at the dormitory entrance," Song Shuhang replied.