Venerable White, Is He Good-Looking?

If you're lucky, some of your valuables might be hidden in the 'blood mist' and taken away by the Blood Escape Technique.

Even if one cultivates the 'Blood Escape Technique' to its highest level, only a small patch of blood mist is needed to escape and restore one to normal. The injuries sustained will only require a few years of recuperation to heal. It is precisely because of this that the 'Blood Escape Technique' dares to claim itself as a Fifth-Grade escape technique capable of escaping from the hands of True Lord.

In reality, every time this 'Blood Escape Technique' is used, and a portion of the blood mist is destroyed, the user permanently loses something—perhaps lifespan, the upper limit of their potential, or physical strength, and so on. However, as long as they can save their lives, these sacrifices are acceptable.

The Blood Escape Technique that Helm Master Jing Mo used with the help of the Talisman Treasure was certainly not as miraculous as the legends suggested. Moreover, because the 'Great Blood Escape Technique' was sealed within the Talisman Treasure, it was not as flexible as when used directly.

"Oh? Blood Escape spells, that's quite interesting." True Lord Yellow Mountain chuckled. With True Lord Yellow Mountain's peak True Lord strength, breaking this 'Blood Escape Great Technique' cast with Talisman Treasure would not be difficult.

However, he did not do so—because he didn't need to overstep his bounds.

The Venerable White has already made his move.

He simply stretched out his hand and swept it across the sky, and in an instant, the world changed color. What was once just the sky suddenly transformed into a vast desert.

There was no living creature, not a single plant. Apart from the endless yellow sand, there was nothing in this desert.

Helm Master Jing Mo's Blood Escape Technique transformed into countless blood mists, scattering in all directions. But no matter where it flew, it couldn't escape this desert. Not long after... the Blood Escape Technique's effect wore off.

Helm Master Jing Mo, reverted to his original form.

His face was pale; even the 'Blood Escape Technique' sealed within the Talisman Artifact had still consumed half of his true essence.

Adding to the true essence he had consumed during his pursuit of Song Shuhang, he now had less than one-tenth of his energy remaining.

Then, he quickly checked his body. Facing a true Sixth-Grade True Lord, he didn't know how much blood mist had been annihilated by this Blood Escape Technique.

What a huge mistake! If only I hadn't been thinking about how to torture that brat "Book Mountain Pressure" beforehand, I could have just killed him directly!

I never imagined that the brat actually had Sixth-Grade True Lord by his side; just thinking about it makes me shudder.

After carefully examining himself, Helm Master Jing Mo's face lit up with joy—not a single drop of the blood mist had been destroyed! Apart from the depletion of his own true essence, he was completely unharmed.

Even his personal belongings—the elixirs, flying sword, and various treasures—were completely undamaged. Could it be that the True Lord knew he had no way to counter the Blood Escape Technique and simply didn't bother to make a move?

I'm so lucky!

"Even True Lord is nothing special," Helm Master Jing Mo thought to himself. He even decided that once he advanced to the Fifth-Grade Spirit Emperor and condensed his Golden Core, he would definitely learn the 'Blood Escape Technique', a life-saving ultimate move, from his master.

After confirming that he was unharmed, Helm Master Jing Mo turned around and looked around, trying to see where he had flown to.

"They actually flew all the way to the desert? And so far?" Helm Master Jing Mo, thought to himself. It seemed he needed to pinpoint his location before returning to the branch near the Limitless Demon Sect.

But suddenly, he sensed something was wrong.

This desert... why does it look so familiar? I feel like I've seen it somewhere before?

The desert stretched as far as the eye could see, devoid of any plant or animal, utterly desolate.

Etc!

I've definitely seen this scenery somewhere before!

Just a few days ago, when I controlled the 'Transformation Puppet' to push open the door of 'Book Mountain Pressure's' house, I entered this desert.

Then he encountered a sadistic Young Man in Blue in a Transformation Puppet robe who wielded a large hammer and smashed the puppet repeatedly, leaving it mangled beyond recognition and subjecting him to immense pain.

This is the desert!

Why am I in this desert?

Could it be that I didn't escape? How could that be? Wasn't the Blood Escape Technique supposed to allow one to escape from True Lord?

Helm Master Jing Mo felt nervous.

Just then, the desert in front of him suddenly began to collapse and soon disappeared.

What's going on?

When Helm Master Jing Mo's eyes regained their sight, he found himself still in the same spot, where he had just used the 'Blood Escape Technique'.

Well, if we really want to calculate it precisely, this 'Blood Escape Technique' that can travel a thousand miles in an instant moved him sideways by -- two centimeters?

Helm Master Jing Mo, turned deathly pale.

"We can't let you get away." Just then, a pleasant voice came from below.

Then, a handsome man dressed in modern casual clothes, with long, flowing black hair, emerged from the mist with a smile on his face. Song Shuhang was being led by this man and also floated into the sky.

As a disciple from a major sect like the 'Limitless Demon Sect', Helm Master Jing Mo immediately guessed what had just happened— True Illusion.

"Seventh-Grade Spirit Venerable." At this moment, Helm Master Jing Mo wanted to cry.

"You do have a good eye," Venerable White said with a smile.

Upon hearing the other party's definite answer, Helm Master Jing Mo felt utterly desolate.

"Shuhang, what should we do with him?" Venerable White asked Song Shuhang.

Having finally recovered from his nausea and vomiting, Song Shuhang looked at Helm Master Jing Mo the helm, and asked, "Did Gongzi Hai send you?"

"Bah! What right does that young master Gongzi Hai have to send me?" Helm Master Jing Mo, retorted angrily. Even when facing a Sixth-Grade True Lord and a Seventh-Grade Venerable, he couldn't control his temper.

"Oh, this is definitely not Gongzi Hai's style. It seems you took it upon yourself to steal my Blood God Diamond." Song Shuhang nodded slightly, then said to Venerable White, "Could you please help me imprison him, senior?"

Senior White smiled and pointed a finger at Helm Master Jing Mo. Then, Helm Master Jing Mo collapsed to the ground, unconscious and unable to move. True Lord Yellow Mountain rushed forward, and with a flick of his sleeve, a rope flew out and firmly bound Helm Master Jing Mo.

"What do you intend to do with him?" Venerable White asked.

"Hmm, I think there's a senior in the Nine Provinces Number One Group who might be very interested in him?" Song Shuhang took out his phone and made a call.

Soon, a deep male voice came from the other end of the phone. "Young friend Shuhang, what can I do for you?"

"Senior A-Qi, I've captured a disciple of the Limitless Demon Sect. Would you be interested in coming over?" Song Shuhang asked wearily with a smile.

"Hahaha, a disciple of the Limitless Demon Sect? I'm very interested. Keep your phone on and I'll come find you right away!" Su Clan’s Seven laughed heartily.

Taking the opportunity, Song Shuhang asked in a low voice, "Senior A-Qi, may I ask Sixteen now... uh!"

Before he could even finish speaking, Su Clan’s Seven on the other end of the line had already hung up.

Senior A-Qi is an impatient person. Oh well, I'll ask about Sixteen's condition when he gets here.

At this moment, True Lord Yellow Mountain landed beside Song Shuhang and teased, "Young friend Shuhang, have you taken a fancy to that junior of Su Clan’s Seven? Su Clan’s Sixteen is a nice young lady. If you were stronger, you might really have a chance to become her Daoist partner."

"No, that's not true. I've only met Sixteen a few times," Song Shuhang replied. "I just know she was badly injured, and since we're friends, I wanted to ask how her injuries are now and if she's recovered any better."

"Don't worry, A-Qi's family is the Heavenly River Su Clan, which is much more powerful than you think. Sixteen's injury should be fine," True Lord Yellow Mountain comforted him.

After descending back into the mist, True Lord Yellow Mountain casually tossed the Helm Master Jing Mo aside and asked, "Young friend Shuhang, how has Doudou been these past few days?"

"It should be alright, it's been in good spirits lately," Song Shuhang replied after thinking for a moment—he almost wanted to say, "It even has a human girlfriend." But then he suddenly felt it wouldn't be appropriate to tell True Lord Yellow Mountain this, so he held back.

"It's caused you a lot of trouble, hasn't it?" True Lord Yellow Mountain sighed. To be honest, he really didn't know that even in ancient times, he would have been a handsome and talented scholar, but how did he end up raising Doudou, this silly Pekingese? Was it because when he named it 'Doudou,' including two 'Dou' characters made it doubly silly?

"No, that's not true. Actually, Doudou helped me a lot," Song Shuhang quickly waved his hand, telling the truth.

True Lord Yellow Mountain patted Song Shuhang heavily. "Don't be so polite with me. Don't I know what Doudou is like? Don't worry, after this is over, I'll give you a big red envelope, double the amount! Go back and think carefully these next few days, see if there's anything you particularly want."

"Thank you, senior." What else could Song Shuhang say but express his gratitude?

"By the way, I recently asked you to look at the photos of the ＠＃％×Fairy in the group more often, have you been looking at them?" True Lord Yellow Mountain asked in a low voice, while secretly setting up a miniature Soundproof Barrier around himself and Song Shuhang.

"Ah, I think I saw Fairy Lychee's selfie once," Song Shuhang replied after thinking for a moment.

"You've only seen it once?" True Lord Yellow Mountain was surprised.

He then quietly asked, "What do you think of Venerable White?"

"That's great. Just like everyone in the group said, he's a senior who takes good care of his juniors," Song Shuhang said after thinking for a moment.

True Lord Yellow Mountain paused for a moment, then said, "That's not what I asked!"

Then, gritting his teeth, he asked directly, "Do you think Venerable White is handsome?"

"It looks great," Song Shuhang said without hesitation.

At the same time, he couldn't help but recall the time he acted recklessly, when the Venerable White's charm was at its peak, and the whole world turned Black White while the Venerable White was in color. He added, "There was a time when I felt that the Venerable White was truly the most handsome person in the world."

True Lord Yellow Mountain stared at Song Shuhang for a moment, then closed the Soundproof Barrier.

Then, he silently left Song Shuhang's side, carefully maintaining a distance of three meters from Shuhang.

He recalled how, years ago, he had mistakenly added the ID "Book Mountain Pressure" to the Nine Provinces Number One Group and then performed three divinations for Song Shuhang.

At the time, he felt those three divinations were utter garbage.

He now felt that this young friend Song Shuhang was somewhat dangerous in his thinking. Should he consider keeping his distance from him for the time being?