Sword Flight, a Cultivator's Bungee Jump, and Venerable White's Selfies

Simply circulate your Blood Qi and blood to your index finger and draw a 'Thunder Talisman' in the palm of your other hand. Then, activate the Blood Qi and blood power within the 'Thunder Talisman' with your spiritual power and shout, "Palm Thunder!" to transform it into Palm Thunder!

Moreover, the 'Thunder Talisman' is very simple to draw, requiring only seven simple strokes.

Doesn't that sound simple?

However, if you want to unleash the Palm Thunder... first, you need to have the power of Blood Qi in your body, then you need to know how to draw Thunder Talisman, and you also need to know how to control your mental power.

Otherwise, there's no point in discussing anything!

However, as long as the above conditions are met, basically any cultivator who has opened their 'Eye Aperture' and has enough Blood Qi and blood in their body can throw two palm Palm Thunder.

Someone like Song Shuhang, with his decent basic body-refining techniques, should be able to unleash four to five palm Palm Thunder with his own Blood Qi. With the extra spiritual energy reserves of the Spirit Ghost, ten palm Palm Thunder wouldn't be a problem.

Under Senior White's guidance, Song Shuhang learned how to draw a 'Thunder Talisman'. He then used his Qi and Blood Qi to draw a 'Thunder Talisman' on his left palm and activated the Qi Blood Qi power within the 'Thunder Talisman' using the <True Self Meditation Scripture>.

"Palm Thunder!" he shouted softly.

The 'Thunder Talisman' on his palm suddenly felt hot, and then a ball of golden lightning appeared in his palm, crackling loudly.

The lightning bolt wasn't large, only about the size of a small bowl, but it looked very imposing!

Song Shuhang asked cautiously, "Senior White, won't I get electrocuted?"

"Don't worry, as long as you don't touch this Palm Thunder with your other hand, there won't be any problem!" Venerable White said with a smile.

"How powerful is it?" Song Shuhang asked again.

The Venerable White pointed to a rock to the side. "Try it yourself and you'll see."

Song Shuhang walked towards the rock and pressed his left palm against it.

Boom!

A small hole the size of a basketball was blasted into the rock, but Song Shuhang, who had unleashed the palm strike, felt almost no recoil! Was this the Dao technique that Senior White had mentioned as having 'very little power'? This power was already terrifying!

Even pressing down on a wild beast like that could kill it.

"Thunder Method is very effective against ghosts. Even Second-Grade- rank Ghost General would be reduced to ashes if struck by a palm Palm Thunder," Venerable White explained.

"Greatly effective against ghosts?" Song thought to himself. He planned to go to Luoxin District in the next city after his exams tomorrow. Conflict with the remaining forces of the 'Altar Master' was inevitable. The Altar Master was Ghost Cultivator, and he would definitely encounter ghosts when he met with the remaining forces of the Altar Master.

With the protection of this 'Palm Thunder' and the remaining 'Evil-Repelling Talisman' from last time, his chances of success this time are much greater.

"Thank you, Senior White." Song Shuhang understood that this was the senior's kind intention.

Venerable White nodded slightly. "Try again, and completely master the Palm Thunder!"

Song Shuhang nodded, drew a 'Thunder Talisman' on his palm once more, activated it with his mental power, and shouted, "Palm Thunder!"

A ball of lightning appeared again in his palm, crackling loudly.

This time, Song Shuhang didn't throw it away immediately. Instead, he stared intently at it—and lightning really did appear in his palm! What a fantastical scene!

As the thunder crackled and popped, his heart couldn't help but beat faster with excitement!

Involuntarily, he recalled many scenes from long ago... These were memories he had deliberately sealed away and refused to recall, but today, because of the 'Palm Thunder', they were brought back to the surface.

"Behold my One Thousand Birds!"

"I'm not afraid, I have Lightning Cutter!"

"Hmph, you idiots! My Thunder God Palm is far more powerful than yours! Thunder God's palm technique, 'crack crack crack...'"

Ah, die! Die! Die!

Ah, fool! Fool! Fool!

Why are you bringing these things up again?

So shameful, so shameful! I want to die, I want to die! I want to forget, I want to forget, please forget it from my memory! Why can't I forget these memories that make me feel so ashamed just thinking about them? I really wish I could turn my brain into a hard drive so I could throw these shameful past events into the recycle bin and delete them completely!

Song Shuhang shook his head fiercely, banishing the distracting thoughts from his mind.

He looked closely at the ball of lightning in his palm again.

He's so handsome!

Crackling sounds, like a dream. I never imagined I'd actually be able to unleash lightning from my palm; this was something I could only dream of before... No, I'm starting to think the worst!

Song Shuhang raised his palm and slammed it down on the rock again! It seemed he wanted to destroy all his shameful memories with this strike!

Boom!

Another crater the size of a basketball appeared on the rock...

"Phew!" He exhaled deeply.

The Venerable White asked curiously from the side, "Did you just encounter your Heart Demons?"

"No, I just remembered some memories I thought I had forgotten." Song Shuhang rubbed his face. "Unbearable past events!"

"Oh, everyone has those kinds of memories. Sometimes what you think are unbearable memories can become beautiful ones as time goes by," Venerable White advised Song Shuhang with the wisdom of someone who had been through it all.

Song Shuhang nodded.

Then, for some reason, he suddenly blurted out, "For example— Little White, when your hair grows long enough to reach your waist, will you marry me?"

"Hehe?" Venerable White turned his head, and suddenly a breeze blew by, Venerable his long, black hair to flutter in the wind.

Song Shuhang suddenly sensed that something was off. Wait, what did I just blurt out?

At that moment, the Venerable White in the wind smiled radiantly, like a spirit in the wind. In an instant, all things in heaven and earth paled in comparison.

In Song Shuhang's vision, the entire world instantly turned into Black White. Only the Senior White with his flowing black hair and radiant smile was in color. The world revolved around the Senior White, highlighting his boundless charm.

This feeling... lasted for about two breaths.

Senior White suppressed his smile and blinked.

"Let's go back," Senior White said. He flicked his sleeve, and his flying sword slid out, transforming into Escape Light that landed at his feet.

"Oh." Song Shuhang followed him blankly and stepped onto the Escape Light.

Throughout the journey, Senior White remained silent, leading Song Shuhang back to the Medicine Master's Building.

Flying and flying... Song Shuhang felt like he had committed a terrible crime.

Speaking of which, why does it feel like Senior White is flying higher and higher? He's still flying higher, and the houses below are only the size of a fingernail?

"Shuhang, I was watching CCTV-9's Humanities and Strange Stories program the other day, and I saw a segment about how people really like bungee jumping lately. I thought it was so interesting!" Venerable White said.

Song Shuhang immediately said seriously, "No, Senior White! That's not interesting at all! Bungee jumping is just a bunch of tired people looking for thrills to experience the feeling of 'approaching death'! It's an act of boredom!"

I'll straighten out this senior's distorted worldview!

"I want to try!" Venerable White said earnestly, "Let's give it a try! Okay?"

"No, really no!" Song Shuhang shouted.

"Hmm!" Venerable White nodded.

Suddenly, he withdrew the Escape Light beneath his feet.

Then, he grabbed Song Shuhang, and the two of them plummeted downwards with a 'whoosh'.

"Ahhh~" Song Shuhang screamed in pain—yes, young friend Song is afraid of heights; he has Latent Height Phobia. He's the kind of guy who plans to install a railing next to his Sword Flight it!

"Hehe~" Venerable White let out a pleasant laugh.

At the same time, he also used a move similar to the Thousand-Pound Drop technique.

Song Shuhang felt himself falling faster, the sound of wind created by the friction between his body and the air as he fell... and that terrifying feeling of weightlessness!

"Ahhh~" Song Shuhang screamed even louder.

"Faster, shall we?" Venerable White asked cheerfully.

"Pfft pfft~" Song Shuhang shook his head frantically, his mouth was so strained by the air pressure during his fall that he couldn't utter any normal sounds.

"Alright! Then let's go even faster." With a surge of spiritual energy, Venerable White pulled Song Shuhang and rushed down the slope at an even greater speed.

Meanwhile, he felt the position wasn't exciting enough, so he pulled Song Shuhang to a head-down position...

"Ahhh... Ahhh~" Song Shuhang felt like his voice was about to go hoarse.

"Oh, right, let's take a picture!" Venerable White suddenly said during the fall. Then, he pulled out his phone from somewhere and used his spiritual power to protect it from the impact of the falling air pressure.

"Come on, Shuhang, smile!" Venerable White held up his phone and started taking a selfie with Song Shuhang.

When Song Shuhang saw his reflection on his phone screen, his face was distorted beyond recognition for various reasons. Tears welled in the corners of his eyes, making him look like someone had completely ruined him.

"No! No way! "Song Shuhang shook his head frantically.

"Click!" Venerable White took several photos in a row.

Then he said, "No, Shuhang, you're not cooperating at all!"

"Ahhh~" Song Shuhang was still screaming in pain.

"Let's do it one more time. Cooperate better this time. If the shot still isn't good, we'll jump again. We have to get a satisfactory photo." Venerable White said with a serious expression.

What? Jump again? You might as well just kill me!

"Cooperate a bit, smile! One, two, three! Cheese!" Venerable White adjusted the selfie angle again.

On the phone screen, he and Song Shuhang were upside down, with an endless starry sky behind them, perfectly displaying the image of the two of them bungee jumping high in the sky!

Song Shuhang tried his best to force a smile, but under the oppressive air pressure, the smile was as ugly as could be.

Snap, snap, snap Venerable White snapped several photos in quick succession, saying, "Hmm, alright, it's not very good. But let's leave it like this for now."

Song Shuhang finally breathed a sigh of relief, then opened his mouth... and continued to scream in agony, "Ahhh~"

"Stop calling, we're almost home," said Venerable White. By now, they could already see the 'Medicine Master's Building,' which was only a hundred meters or so above the ground.

"Ahhh~" Song Shuhang was really on the verge of tears this time -- Senior White, it's precisely because I'm about to fall to the ground that I have to scream even more miserably.

It's going to crash! It's going to crash!

"Let's speed up for the last bit of distance!" Venerable White seemed to be in a playful mood today. With surging spiritual energy behind him, he pulled Song Shuhang along as if they were on a jet plane, accelerating towards the ground.

Song Shuhang felt his vision starting to darken.

Fifty meters!

Thirty meters!

Ten meters!

Eight meters!

Three meters! The Venerable White shows no sign of stopping!

Senior White, are you not going to crash directly into the ground? Your strength is so great that you'll be fine falling from this height, but I'm different. I'm just a lowly cultivator at the First-Grade, Second Aperture. If I crash into the ground, I'll turn into a pile of minced meat!

"Ahhh~" Song Shuhang's screams grew increasingly earth-shattering.

Inside the house, Doudou and KongKong Young Mistress Tang of the Empty Thieves' Sect, were already standing by the window, watching Song Shuhang intently—they had started watching the show when Song Shuhang was about 500 meters from the roof.

Two meters!

One meter!

0.5 meters!

0.4 meters!

0.3 meters! That's it, I, Song Shuhang, am really going to die on July 4th, 2019!

"Screech!" At that moment, a sharp sound like brakes rang out.

Then... Song Shuhang felt himself being gently placed on the ground without any impact, and landed smoothly.

"Haha!" Venerable White laughed heartily, "Exciting, isn't it?"

"Hehe." Song Shuhang chuckled, looking like he'd been thoroughly amused.

"Looks like you think it's fun too! Hehe, I'll upload the photos to the group album first." Venerable White laughed and started fiddling with his phone.

Song Shuhang weakly reached out his hand, inwardly screaming, "No!"

But he had screamed all the way here, and his voice was ruined; he couldn't make a sound at all.

"Done!" Venerable White pressed confirm and send.

Nine Provinces Number One Group, group space.

A new set of photos appeared in the group album.

All the photos are of Song Shuhang and Venerable White bungee jumping together. In the pictures, Song Shuhang's expression changes from one of terror and distortion to a forced smile. Meanwhile, Venerable White remains incomparably handsome, with an otherworldly air that everyone loves.

Photo caption. "Just went bungee jumping with my little friend Shuhang, it was so much fun! Shuhang said it was really fun, I'm planning to do it with him again in a few days."

A moment later... the group chat was flooded with likes.

Fairy Lychee: Senior White is still so beautiful~ It's really enviable.

Medicine Master: Senior White, you're so clever! PS: I'm Jiang Ziyan.

Snow Wolf Cave Master: Senior White, you really know how to have fun!

Dharma King Creation: Senior White knows how to play! Keep the formation!

True Lord Yellow Mountain: Shuhang, Shuhang! (A tearful emoji is attached below.)

True Lord Yellow Mountain increasingly felt that his friend Shuhang was truly dedicated, working tirelessly every day! A big red envelope was definitely in order!

Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman: Senior White City knows how to have fun, and little friend Shuhang is so cute.

Yes, young friend Song Shuhang is so adorable, risking his life for a friend like this. If Senior White comes out of seclusion again next time, and young friend Song Shuhang is still alive, this mission will definitely belong to young friend Shuhang again.

Soft Feather of Spirit Butterfly Island: Huh? Bungee jumping? Senior Song, do you like it? Then Soft Feather will come and play with you next time, it's a date! @Shushan Pressure is High!

Song Shuhang trembled as he pulled out his phone and tried to access the Nine Provinces Number One Group chat to see what photos Senior White had posted.

Then, very quickly, he saw Soft Feather's message.

Song Shuhang went black.

July 4, 2019... Song Shuhang passed away!