Is It a Natural Disaster or a Man-Made Calamity?

The man standing on the gourd with a proud expression is called Half-Gourd Daoist. As a rogue cultivator, it is quite rare for Fourth-Grade Cultivation.

Half-Gourd Daoist knew the difficulties of independent cultivators. Without the support of a sect, the resources needed for cultivation would increase as one progressed, and he felt the burden on himself was getting heavier and heavier.

Therefore, he tried every means to become friends with Helm Master Jing Mo.

Becoming friends with Jing Mo was a painful memory.

With Helm Master Jing Mo's quirky and explosive personality, no one knows when he'll suddenly go berserk and beat someone up.

In order to gain the friendship of Helm Master Jing Mo, Half-Gourd Daoist had to carefully control the degree of being "beaten" when Jing Mo went berserk and started beating people. He needed to let Jing Mo beat him up to his heart's content, but also put up some resistance to show his own strength and demonstrate that he was not weak.

Therefore, he had to fight the crazed Jing Mo for hundreds of rounds each time, and then gradually show himself being defeated due to his lack of strength. He acted out this scene dozens of times, which was really not easy.

Fortunately, his efforts finally paid off, and he and Helm Master Jing Mo successfully became friends.

Because of her personality, Jing Mo finds it difficult to make friends, so she cherishes this 'friend' of all the more—even though she still beats him up when she goes crazy.

However, when there are benefits, Helm Master Jing Mo always thinks of his 'only' friend.

Through his connection with Helm Master Jing Mo, Half-Gourd Daoist has gained considerable benefits from the Limitless Demon Sect. Now, he only needs an opportunity to advance to the Fifth-Grade Spirit Emperor, which will give him the chance to join the Limitless Demon Sect and even become a branch leader!

The Half-Gourd Daoist also came along this time, intending to serve Helm Master Jing Mo wholeheartedly and deepen the friendship between the two.

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Three Days, Senior Brother Song Shuhang was taken back to a deserted corner of the village and put down.

"Shuhang, I'll be going now. With so many Spirit Ghost I've gathered, I can't wait to go and make a big splash," Senior Brother Three Days said to Song Shuhang with a smile.

"I wish you success soon, Senior Brother," Song Shuhang said with a smile and a wave.

Three Days, Senior Brother clasped his hands together and bowed to Song Shuhang.

Then, Escape Light and vanished into the sky with a whoosh.

Song Shuhang dragged his suitcase and large package toward Tubo's maternal grandfather's house.

"At a time like this, it would be so nice to have a spatial ring or a storage bag," Song Shuhang murmured.

However, he was just indulging in wishful thinking. The Medicine Master had said that even with all his wealth combined, he couldn't afford a single spatial ring. Unless he got incredibly lucky, he shouldn't count on getting such high-level equipment.

After all, I'm not Senior White, who can just have whatever I want.

After returning to his Tubo grandfather's house, Song Shuhang first placed the boxes and medicinal herbs in the back of the two-box car.

However, the rear space of a hatchback is very small, making it inconvenient to put things in.

Sigh, I should have asked Senior Brother Three Days to cast an illusion spell on these things to cover them up. Or, I could have just driven a regular sedan myself. I hope nothing goes wrong with the things I left in the car...

After locking the car, Song Shuhang prepared to go inside.

Just then, Tubo, his maternal grandfather, and Li Yangde, dressed casually and carrying several baskets, came from inside the house to meet them.

"Hey, Shuhang, you're back!" Tubo laughed when he saw Song Shuhang. "I was just about to call you. We were about to go up the mountain to pick bayberries. Come on over!"

"Okay, let's go together!" Song Shuhang said with a smile.

"Would you like to change your clothes? There are a lot of mosquitoes on the mountain," Tubo asked.

"No need, I'm not that delicate." Song Shuhang chuckled—he still had the 'Soul-Sealing Ice Pearl' on him. Ordinary mosquitoes wouldn't dare get close to his body, and if any dared to approach, they would be instantly killed by the chill of the Soul-Sealing Ice Pearl.

"Let's go!" Tubo and Li Yangde led the way with great enthusiasm, with Song Shuhang following behind them.

After walking for a while, Tubo's maternal grandfather deliberately slowed down and walked alongside Song Shuhang.

He seemed to have an expression that said something.

"Is there anything Grandpa wants to say to me?" Song Shuhang asked with a smile.

"Shuhang, I just want to ask, are you on good terms with that little girl who came with you last time? When are you going to bring her to visit?" Grandpa Tubo tried his best to keep his tone natural.

Song Shu blinked. "Well, that young lady has been busy lately and hasn't been able to leave the house recently."

If you were to invite Miss Soft Feather out for fun, she would be more than happy to do so. However, she is currently in 'synchronization' with the Spirit Ghost and is still in seclusion.

Tubo's grandfather's face twitched slightly, and he sighed in disappointment.

After a moment, he asked again, "Shuhang, do you have a way to contact her, describe what's happening in the village to her, and then ask her to give us some advice remotely?"

The main problem was that the villagers were at their wits' end... They couldn't find the cause of the weakness no matter what they tried, and with so many strange things happening in the village, everyone was very panicked. Even those who didn't believe in Ghost God and spirits were starting to have strange thoughts.

Song Shuhang gently shook his head—because there was no need for that anymore; the ghosts and monsters in the village had already been dealt with.

Grandpa Tubo sighed in disappointment again, and finally looked at Song Shuhang: "Shuhang, do you have any way to solve the problems in this village?"

"Grandpa, I'm not good at this," Song Shuhang replied.

Tubo's maternal grandfather was utterly disappointed.

Song Shuhang couldn't bear it, and after thinking for a moment, he said softly, "But Grandpa, perhaps your illnesses are only temporary? Perhaps you'll get better in a few days?"

"It will get better in a few days?" Grandpa Tubo was taken aback.

Grandpa Tubo suddenly remembered the time not long ago when his body suddenly felt cold, but he quickly recovered, and hope immediately rose in his heart.

He nodded to himself. "Hopefully."

After a long pause, he quietly asked again, "Shuhang, do ghosts really exist in this world?"

"If you believe, it exists; if you don't believe, it doesn't," Song Shuhang replied. He had no intention of bringing his maternal grandfather, Tubo, into the 'Cultivator World.' Naturally, he couldn't reveal too much about the Cultivator World to avoid dragging him into trouble.

"Whether it's true or not, I feel much more relaxed after hearing your words," Grandpa Tubo chuckled.

Afterwards, Tubo's maternal grandfather led three young men to his bayberry grove.

Perhaps it was Song Shuhang's comfort that worked, because Grandpa Tubo felt his weakness had subsided considerably, and he felt much more energetic.

Finally, the four returned home with their bags full.

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It's late at night.

After finishing his meditation, Song Shuhang got up and went to the window, looking up at the starry sky above.

Outside, all was quiet, with only a few houses still lit. This place was far from the city center, unlike the hustle and bustle of the city; the tranquility was soothing.

"I can't sleep." Song Shuhang sighed and pulled out a list.

At the bottom of the list was a message from Senior White: "Young friend Shuhang, I wish you a safe journey to J City. I also wish you success in finding the list of ingredients for the Blood Qi Pill!"

He suddenly remembered this 'Blessing of Senior White' while meditating and reflecting on his day's achievements.

As per Senior White's blessing, this trip to J City went incredibly smoothly.

It's like he gets exactly what he needs! When he needs help, Senior Brother Three Days comes from afar to help him get rid of the Resentful Ghost; when he needs cultivation techniques, Senior Brother Three Days provides him with body-refining auxiliary techniques.

Just as Senior White had mentioned in his message, he successfully obtained the ingredients for refining the Blood Qi Pill, and in considerable quantities.

Looking back, I can't help but wonder if my amazing luck today was a blessing from Senior White Baek?

Senior White's luck isn't limited to himself; can it also influence others according to his will?

If it really is Senior White's blessing... then he needs to be careful. Senior White's good fortune is the kind that comes with taking risks.

Now that wealth and power are in hand—where lies the danger?

Could it be a natural disaster? Like a meteorite suddenly falling from the sky and nearly killing him while he's sleeping?

Or was it a man-made disaster? For example, when powerful cultivators suddenly started fighting, he was caught in the crossfire and nearly killed?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

He had a feeling that a crisis was approaching!

As time went on, this sense of crisis grew stronger and stronger, making it impossible for him to calm down.

If there really is a crisis... I can't drag my Tubo grandfather's family into it!

Every monk must trust their instinct for danger—better safe than sorry!

After thinking for a moment, Song Shuhang placed the car keys on the table.

Then, the list was put away.

Then, he carried all the items with him, including Talisman Treasure, Disposable Flying Sword, Doudou weapon Overlord Shatter, and dog hair.

He gently pushed open the window, activated the "Gentleman Travels Ten Thousand Miles" movement technique, and with a light leap, disappeared into the night.

After landing lightly, he continued forward, running all the way to the original base of the Altar Master.

Beneath that stone wall lies a vast open space.

It's located next to a cemetery, so no one comes here at night.

If a meteorite were to fall from the sky, this place would have the least impact on the village. And if a battle between cultivators were to take place, this would also be a good location.

As I pondered this, the sense of crisis in my heart grew heavier and heavier.

Song Shuhang held Doudou's dog hair and the Armor Talisman in one hand, and the Sword Talisman in the other. He looked around Vigilance, as well as at the sky.

Something was indeed hurtling towards him from the sky!

However, it was not a meteorite.

It was a huge, wine-red gourd, radiating the luster of a magical artifact.

It looks like a man-made disaster?

"A!" Song Shuhang immediately activated the Armor Talisman, and a faint golden light enveloped his entire body.

At the same time, without him activating it, Doudou's hair seemed to have a spirit, floating out from his hand and swelling up. In the blink of an eye, the dog hair transformed into a majestic Pekingese.

It looked exactly like Doudou, but this Pekingese appeared slightly weak, which should be considered a kind of clone of Doudou.

"Woof!" Doudou, transformed into a Pekingese, leaped forward and slapped the large gourd with one paw...

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