I Crossed Over?

"If the frost had just begun to form on the little girl's skin, I could have intervened to save her. But now, unless I cultivate to the point of Manifestation Before All, becoming Eighth-Grade Saint Lord, there's simply no way to save her," the Snow Wolf Cave Master said sincerely.

Besides the Snow Wolf Cave Master, there are other people in the group who practice ice magic, but none of them are the main focus. The Snow Wolf Cave Master is the only one who specializes in ice magic, and he is the authority on ice magic in this group.

"So what's the principle behind that chill? Is there a problem with some organ in your body?" Song Shuhang asked tentatively. If magic can't solve the problem, why not try combining it with technology? The Three-Star Fire-Control Fan is a combination of technology and cultivation, after all.

"Young friend Shuhang, are you suggesting surgery to replace an organ? It's useless. An ice coffin has formed on her body, and the cold has already seeped into every corner of her body, possibly even affecting her soul. Do you think you can replace her entire body and soul?" The Snow Wolf Cave Master ruthlessly shattered Song Shuhang's illusions.

"Ah, what a sad story." Song Shuhang sighed. "Senior Li Tiansu, please don't blame me! I was powerless to help! Please don't come back as Resentful Ghost to haunt me!"

Even as a good person, he was willing but unable to do more.

Breakfast was a meal carefully prepared by the Young Mistress Tang Empty Thieves' Sect, Tang.

She was still laughing heartily today, but she seemed to have regained some of her vitality compared to yesterday.

Song Shuhang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If this girl really became mentally disabled, he would have a hard time dealing with her, and he couldn't really let her be a cook for the rest of her life.

Before leaving, Song Shuhang waved to Doudou and Senior White, saying, "I'm leaving now, Doudou, don't cause any trouble!"

Doudou rolled her eyes, then turned to Venerable White and said, "Senior White, Song Shuhang is using a veiled insult. He's ostensibly telling me not to cause trouble, but he's actually talking to you."

The Venerable White gave a dry laugh.

Song Shuhang's waving hand froze— Doudou, why are you blurting out such blunt truths! Some things are better left unsaid; saying them aloud has such a negative impact!

Final exams begin at Jiangnan University Town.

When it comes to graduation certificates, the certificates from Jiangnan University Town are highly valued, and every student should strive for them.

Song Shuhang was also a little nervous before the exam.

In the past, he would cram for exams every night. But last night, he went to bed early. This disruption in his routine made him feel a little guilty.

After the exam papers were handed out, Song Shuhang scribbled furiously...

Before I knew it, I had finished the entire test paper.

"This seems a bit too easy?" Song Shuhang thought to himself. He looked around and saw that all the students were still struggling to answer the questions.

The only sound in the entire exam room was the scratching of pens on paper. He glanced up at the clock on the ceiling—good heavens, only three minutes had passed.

How fast must my hands be to finish an entire exam paper in just three minutes?

What should I do now? The exam takes at least half an hour to finish!

After a moment, Song Shuhang sighed inwardly. He gripped his pen and assumed a writing posture, then closed his eyes to practice the <True Self Meditation Scripture>. Life is short; one shouldn't waste time when one can cultivate.

Speaking of the <True Self Meditation Scripture>, with the opening of his Heart Aperture and Eye Aperture, and after the Spirit Ghost Contract, the image of the 'True Self' in his Sea of Consciousness changed again.

However, instead of becoming more 'ethereal', my True Self evolved in a strange direction.

In the realm of consciousness, the True Self wore a serious expression, shirtless, revealing a muscular physique as defined as marble. And then... his hair seemed to have shortened a bit?

Something's not right. I'm someone who loves reading and has always admired the dashing cultivators who ride Sword Escape and roam freely across the world. But why is my True Self becoming more and more strange?

Have I been reading too little lately, losing that scholarly air? I've decided, after my exams today I'm going to the bookstore to browse and borrow books. It's been ages since I've been to a bookstore to rent books...

Song Shuhang thought to himself.

A session of the True Self Meditation Scripture takes exactly half an hour.

Song Shuhang got up, handed in his exam paper, and leisurely left the examination room.

Behind him, the female proctor frowned as she glanced at Song Shuhang, then looked at the full answer sheet on Song Shuhang's test paper and fell into deep thought.

She remembered this candidate... because shortly after the exam papers were distributed, the candidate remained motionless in the same position.

While she was proctoring the exam, she saw the student dozing off with his eyes closed.

When were the answers on the exam paper written?

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Having learned from experience, Song Shuhang answered the questions slowly during the afternoon's college English exam, finishing in half an hour and handing in his paper without attracting the teacher's attention.

He then went to check on the other classrooms. Yangde, Gao Moumou, and Tubo were still studying and showed no signs of coming out.

"Forget it, I'll go check out the book rental store," Song Shuhang thought to himself.

I easily found the familiar book rental store.

It's the same road; the same shop; and the same familiar, gentle, and beautiful proprietress from Jiangnan.

Even though it had only been a month since he last visited, Song Shuhang felt as if an eternity had passed. Had he experienced too much in the past month?

Once inside the bookstore, Song Shuhang felt right at home. He quickly found several books related to 'airplanes' and squatted down in a corner of the bookshelf to start reading.

I'll be learning to fly with Senior White in a while. Even though I have Senior White's 'Sword Flight' as a foundation, it's always good to learn more.

At the entrance of the bookstore, the beautiful proprietress glanced at Song Shuhang —why was this young man, who was just trying to freeload, here again? Wasn't today exam day at Jiangnan University Town? Wasn't he worried about his exam results?

She knew that at Jiangnan University Town, if you had to retake two exams and failed three subjects, you'd get a Free Return to Base. Or was this young man just confident of victory?

But speaking of which, hasn't this young man grown a lot taller? He looks much more slender, and the slightly chubby appearance he had a month ago is gone. His overall physique has smooth, pleasing lines, like a model.

"He's gotten so much more handsome?" the beautiful proprietress thought to herself, then she went back to reading her book...

Time flies, and before we knew it, it was evening.

"So fast?" Song Shuhang quickly grabbed two books, completed the rental process with the landlady, and leisurely went back.

Back in the Medicine Master's building, Song Shuhang inserted the key, opened the door, stepped inside, and closed the door behind him.

Then, when he turned his head... Holy crap, what happened?

What appeared before him was a boundless desert, barren of vegetation, only yellow sand.

Am I seeing things? Or is it just a hallucination?

Song Shuhang quickly squatted down and grabbed the ground—it really was yellow sand; he could feel the fine sand slipping through his fingers! It wasn't an illusion; it was a real desert!

Did Senior White do something? That was Song Shuhang's first thought, and it was perfectly normal for him to think that way.

"Senior White, Doudou! Are you there?" Song Shuhang called out.

However, apart from his own echo, there was absolutely no sound.

After a while.

Song Shuhang rubbed his temples. Could it be that Senior White and Doudou were behind this?

--What's going on here? Was I teleported and suddenly thrown into the desert?

Or did I... time travel?

Song Shuhang has become more accepting of these 'supernatural' phenomena. Even cultivators have actually appeared in his life, so time travel isn't impossible, is it?

However, most of the protagonists in famous novels are frustrated and unsuccessful before they transmigrate, and then they are suddenly struck by lightning, electrocuted, or hit by meteorites, dying in various ways before they transmigrate.

But I, Song Shuhang, am a young college student, attending a decent university in Jiangnan University Town. I've only just begun to experience the real world of 'cultivation,' and it's precisely at this time that I'm about to embark on an epic journey. Why am I being transported to another world?

Besides, he only opened the Medicine Master's building and entered the courtyard the whole time. He wasn't struck by lightning or hit by a meteorite.

How can you travel through time just by opening a door? What's going on here?

I wasn't planning on time travel... No, I need to go back!

Song Shuhang turned around, wanting to see if the gate he had entered through was still there. But when he turned his head, all he saw was still the endless desert, and the gate was nowhere to be seen.

Is this some kind of attempt to ruin him?

What do we do now?

Song Shuhang felt great about his heart being so strong now, as he could still remain calm.

"First, we need to determine whether I was 'spatially teleported' to the desert, or if I've been transported to another dimension and directly into some magical world. If it's just 'spatial teleportation,' there won't be any problems. But if it's another dimension, then there's a big problem," Song Shuhang murmured.

Then, he took out his phone.

If you still have a signal, it means you're still on Earth! If you don't have a signal...

He took out his phone and saw that there was no signal at all.

"Don't be nervous, calm down. Maybe it's because we're in the desert and the signal is bad. Based on my experience reading so many novels, if it were another world, there would definitely be two or three moons in the sky. It's still early, wait until it gets a little dark... Oh dear, where's the sky?" When Song Shuhang looked up, he found the sky completely bare, without blue sky or white clouds. There was only something like a black hole constantly rotating.

Have I really been transported to another world where even the Law of physics have changed?

So, what should I do after being transported to another world?

Song Shuhang opened his phone and scrolled through it. At that moment, he regretted deleting all the 'otherworld transmigration' novels he had saved on his phone.

Otherwise, perhaps we could look at whether there are any protagonists who, like him, are transported to the desert, how they survive on their own, rise to power, and gradually dominate this other world?

"Calm down, don't lose your mind. First, I need to figure out how to survive in the desert," Song Shuhang thought to himself.

But... what's with the calm?!

I've traveled through time!

He wasn't dreaming; he really had time-traveled. And he'd been thrown into a godforsaken desert!