This Speed Was So Fast It Was Beyond Saving!

Seeing Daoist Cloudmist's poetic inspiration through the surveillance footage, Song Shuhang couldn't help but glance at True Lord Yellow Mountain.

Although Doudou calls himself "Yellow Mountain Big Fool" every day, Doudou is True Lord Yellow Mountain's adorable pet. Even though he calls him "Yellow Mountain Big Fool," True Lord only feels that Doudou is cute and silly.

But this Daoist Cloudmist, looking like a middle-aged man, is anything but cute. He's reciting poetry and calling himself "Yellow Mountain Big Fool"—will he get slapped to death by True Lord Yellow Mountain next?

"Hehehe, it seems I'll have to let him taste the power of my latest improved version of the 'Five-Finger Mountain Sealing Art.' This time, I'll seal him to death!" True Lord Yellow Mountain sneered angrily.

Song Shuhang silently mourned for the Daoist Cloudmist for three seconds...

At this moment, on the monitor screen, Daoist Cloudmist suddenly froze in place, looking around. His body tensed up, and he kept glancing up at the sky.

However, because True Lord Yellow Mountain had increased the thickness of the fog in the Forbidden Land, Daoist Cloudmist couldn't see through the thick Cloudmist at all. He looked around but couldn't see anything.

"Why do I feel such extreme palpitations as soon as I came out of seclusion? Could it be that Yellow Mountain fellow has set up some kind of double trap next to me?" Daoist Cloudmist muttered to himself.

But it doesn't matter, I have broken free from the seal, and from now on, the sea is wide enough for fish to leap and the sky is high enough for birds to fly!

"Sword, come!" Daoist Cloudmist shouted softly, and a Sword Pellet flew out from his tattered sleeve, transforming into a beam of sword light. He lightly stepped onto the Escape Light and soared into the sky.

"I wish to ride the wind and return—a single sword light spanning five thousand miles! Slaying enemy heads is as easy as beheading a chicken!"

From his haphazard poems, it's clear that Daoist Cloudmist is a man who loves classical poetry but has absolutely no talent for it. Moreover, because he has been sealed away for so long, his clothes are tattered, making him hardly resemble a scholar.

As the Daoist Cloudmist flew further and further away, Song Shuhang hurriedly asked, "True Lord, shouldn't we capture and seal him again?"

"No rush." True Lord Yellow Mountain smiled darkly. "If we capture him and seal him away now, it would be too easy on him. Let him roam Carefree a few days, let him taste the splendor and beauty of the world. Once he's become so engrossed in the world's prosperity that he can't extricate himself, I'll capture him and suppress him again. Then, having tasted the good things in the world, he'll suffer even more when he's suppressed again!"

This is similar to someone who has never used the internet but finds life enjoyable simply by reading print novels and watching television.

Then one day, he got access to the internet and became addicted. He felt uneasy if he didn't have internet for a day. Then one day, suddenly, his internet and power were cut off. He was fine for a day or two, but if it went on for too long, he would go crazy.

"Moreover, I have already secretly tampered with Cloudmist this time, so he won't escape my surveillance," True Lord Yellow Mountain said confidently.

Song Shuhang swallowed hard—he had a feeling he couldn't afford to offend the True Lord Yellow Mountain, or he'd be in big trouble.

And so, True Lord Yellow Mountain, Venerable White, and Song Shuhang watched as the departing Daoist Cloudmist ascended into the sky, soaring higher and higher.

Meanwhile, Tangtang from the Empty Thieves' Sect was secretly paying her respects to Venerable White, her mind still replaying the story of love and hate between a female disciple of the Empty Thieves' Sect and Tyrant and handsome senior cultivator.

The matter of Daoist Cloudmist of the Empty Thieves' Sect seems to have come to a temporary end?

May the Daoist Cloudmist find happiness?

Shortly after Daoist Cloudmist broke the seal and left, an Escape Light rapidly approached from the sky.

Then, Su Clan’s Seven's tall figure fell from the sky.

"Young friend Shuhang!" he said with a hearty laugh to Song Shuhang. Then, when he saw True Lord Yellow Mountain and Venerable White on the side, his smile froze slightly.

However, he still greeted True Lord and Venerable White with a cheerful smile.

"Senior A-Qi, you arrived very quickly. These are the disciples of the Limitless Demon Sect, who have already been captured by Senior White and Senior Yellow Mountain," Song Shuhang said, pointing to the Helm Master Jing Mo beside him.

"Thank you again, young friend Shuhang!" Senior A-Qi strode over to Helm Master Jing Mo's side, then searched him and found some bottles of various sizes, a jet-black flying sword, and a Cloudmist.

A-Qi pressed his palm down on these items, temporarily sealing them away. He then tossed them to Song Shuhang, saying, "Young friend Shuhang, take these things. After a month or two, once I've taken care of this guy and the branch of the Limitless Demon Sect, you can open them again. By then, the items will be ownerless, and you can use them without worry."

The flying swords and magical artifacts bear the mark of their original owners; they cannot be used if the original owners are not dead.

Removing the original owner's mark is troublesome, so A-Qi chose a simple seal. After he deals with Helm Master Jing Mo in a few days, Song Shuhang can use these things.

"Young friend Shuhang, then we'll meet again another day! I'll come to find you again when Fairy Bie Xue's 'Immortal Chef Banquet' begins!" After saying this, Su Clan’s Seven mentioned Helm Master Jing Mo.

Then, after bidding farewell to True Lord Yellow Mountain and Venerable White, he soared into the air on his sword and quickly disappeared.

After flying far away.

A-Qi thought to himself, "I completely forgot that young friend Song Shuhang ended up with Senior White. That startled me. Luckily, I reacted quickly and ran fast."

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"Then, Senior Yellow Mountain, we shall take our leave!" Song Shuhang said goodbye to True Lord Yellow Mountain.

True Lord Yellow Mountain laughed and said, "I'll trouble you to look after Doudou for a few more days, young friend. After I capture and seal Daoist Cloudmist again, I'll go and bring Doudou back!"

"Okay, senior, I'll pass on the message to Doudou," Song Shuhang, waving his hand.

Then, Venerable White rode his flying sword and took him back to the building where the Medicine Master lived.

A while later, True Lord Yellow Mountain also rode his flying sword and left the Seal Land.

"Huh? Why did everyone leave?" When Tangtang from the Empty Thieves' Sect realized what was happening, everyone around her had left, leaving her all alone.

"..."

Am I finally free? But why do I feel so unwilling to accept this?

Tangtang felt terrible experiencing this feeling of being ignored and invisible.

After gritting her teeth, she clenched her fist in the direction Song Shuhang and Venerable White had gone. "I will be back!"

Sitting atop the Venerable White's sword light, Song Shuhang felt a strange, habitual weakness in his legs. Was it a lingering effect from his bungee jumping?

That was a painful lesson, so this time, I must control my mouth and absolutely not say anything without thinking.

As he was pondering this, his cell phone rang.

Song Shuhang took out his phone and saw it was a call from Tubo. Why was Tubo calling in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?

Song Shuhang answered the phone.

"Shuhang, where are you? I just went to your room, why aren't you here?" Tubo's worried voice came through the door... He couldn't sleep that night and wanted to go find Song Shuhang to see if he was asleep, so they could have a good chat.

But when they arrived at Song Shuhang 'Song Shuhang room, they found it empty except for a set of car keys on the table. So they immediately called Shuhang out of concern.

"Uh, I just went out to find a place to buy a pack of cigarettes, I'll be back soon. Don't worry," Song Shuhang replied quickly.

"When did you learn to smoke? Wait a minute..." Tubo suddenly lowered his voice, "Have you been kidnapped? Should I call the police?"

"Your imagination is too wild, it's gone too far. Stop thinking like that, I'm going back right away," Song Shuhang said with a smile.

"Oh, come back soon, I'll be waiting for you," Tubo replied.

Song Shuhang laughed and hung up the phone.

"Senior White, could you take me to J City first?"

"No problem," Senior White nodded. "I'll send you there using another flying sword, and then I'll wait for you at the Medicine Master's building to go home."

"Use another flying sword to send me there?" Song Shuhang asked, puzzled. Could it be that Senior White could send him there without Sword Flight?

Venerable White said, "Yes, it's very simple, just like Flying Sword Message."

"Flying Sword Message? Senior White, don't you need another cultivator to help you pinpoint the location?" Song Shuhang asked. Back when the Medicine Master and Master Profound Principle Flying Sword Message, the two of them used a special method to resonate and determine the location before Flying Sword Message.

"No need. Just tell me the address, and I'll use my phone to search the map to confirm the location, then I can take you there. I only came up with this idea recently, but I'm Seventh-Grade cultivator, so you can trust me," Venerable White explained.

"Um, Senior White, won't you come with me to J City for some fun?" Song Shuhang asked cautiously.

He felt that Senior White's method of determining location using a mobile phone map was somewhat unreliable. If possible, it would be best to ask Senior White to give him a ride himself.

"Hmm, I'm suddenly in a bad mood." Senior White sighed. "I clearly concealed my aura just now, but Su Clan’s Seven still avoided me when she saw me. She ran away like her life depended on it after only a few words. So I'm in a bad mood and won't go to J City with you. Come on, I'll take you there with my flying sword, stop dawdling!"

Senior A-Qi? Song Shuhang suddenly felt like crying. Why should he take the blame for Senior A-Qi's mistakes?

As he spoke, Venerable White took out the blue short sword belonging to the rogue Li Tiansu and pointed at it. The short sword transformed into a beam of light and floated in the air. Then, Venerable White moved Song Shuhang onto the Escape Light from the blue short sword.

"What's the address?" Venerable White asked.

"No. 54, Luoxin District, J City. By the way, Senior White, I won't die, will I?" Song Shuhang asked with a mournful face.

"Don't worry, there won't be any problems." Senior White swiped a few times on his phone. "Okay, coordinates confirmed."

Then, he made a Sword Formula and pointed it at the flying sword beneath Song Shuhang: "Go You!"

The blue short sword darted forward with a 'whoosh,' its speed was incredibly fast—so fast it was beyond saving.

For example, as soon as the sword shot out, Song Shuhang screamed in agony, "Aaaaaah~"

When he screamed "Ah!" for the fourth time, from the Venerable White's perspective, an ordinary person could only see a tiny black dot, no bigger than an ant. He had flown far away...