What? Melon-Eating Senior was about to undergo his tribulation and advance to the Ninth Grade?
Song Shuhang was whale-sized shocked.
This was bad!
He was now a man with two "glazed cores," the kind who might undergo a tribulation at any moment. He was an "untimed bomb" that could explode whenever.
Under these circumstances, staying with Melon-Eating Senior was far too dangerous.
So Song Shuhang rolled over, sprang to his feet, and cupped his fists toward Melon-Eating Senior. "Farewell!"
Melon-Eating Sage: "???"
"May you soon transcend your tribulation and become an immortal, Melon-Eating Senior, advancing to the Ninth Grade and shaking the Myriad Heavens and Realms!" Song Shuhang said. Then he shouted, "Return!"
"Wait, what's with you avoiding me like this? Stop right there, brat! You're not leaving until you explain yourself!" Melon-Eating Sage spat out a huge net that flew over and enveloped Song Shuhang.
He considered Song Shuhang a good friend despite their age difference, and they had gotten along wonderfully during their previous meetings. What was going on this time? The brat seemed determined to avoid him, as though he were some harbinger of disaster.
He was a Merit Avatar, for goodness' sake!
Caught in the huge net, Song Shuhang could not move and fell to the ground.
"Well, Melon-Eating Senior," Song Shuhang explained, "actually... I'm also on the verge of undergoing a tribulation. If we stick together, won't we just die faster?"
"So that's it! You should have said so earlier. Wouldn't explaining things clearly avoid misunderstandings?" Melon-Eating Sage laughed and recalled the net covering Song Shuhang with a thought.
But the next instant, Melon-Eating Sage suddenly froze.
"Fellow Daoist Tyrant Song," Melon-Eating Sage said with a frown, "a question: what year, month, and day is it?"
"It should still be around October of 2019, right?