I Have a Few Wishes

1: Cook a dish and watch him eat it bite by bite. (Underlined)

2: Accompany him on a small but significant risk. (Underlined)

3: Save him once. (Freshly underlined)

4. We read many books together.

5:...

Each of the three options, 1, 2, and 3, is underlined. This entire page seems to contain everything that the Miss Jiudeng wants to do?

After putting away her notebook, she quickly stepped forward and gently caught Song Shuhang, who was only half the size of her palm.

Song Shuhang immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, Miss Jiudeng."

"You're welcome. Also, the way you screamed for help was great; I really appreciated it," Jiudeng said with a thumbs-up.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Girl, your perspective is so unique! It always makes me feel embarrassed!

With one hand supporting Song Shuhang, Jiudeng gently beckoned with the other. The golden Buddhist bead flew back from the giant tree, still bearing the skin of One-Inch Finger Snake.

A layer of spiritual energy constantly circulates on the golden prayer beads, preventing them from shrinking due to the snakeskin of the One-Inch Finger Snake.

As Song Shuhang gazed at the shed snakeskin, envy flickered in his eyes... The skin of One-Inch Finger Snake! This was the material for making a knock-off 'space bag'!

"Want it?" At this moment, the Miss Jiudeng held her prayer beads and gently shook the snakeskin in front of Song Shuhang.

"I want it!" Song Shuhang said honestly. He was extremely envious when he saw Soft Feather's 'Shrinking Bag'.

"Hehe, but this is my stuff, I won't give it to you for nothing, give up." The Miss Jiudeng smiled wickedly and put away the snakeskin that Song Shuhang coveted.

Song Shuhang: "..."

After a long pause, he asked with a wry smile, "Miss Jiudeng, how are the two passengers who traveled with Zhuge Zhongyang doing now?"

Since we're already here, let's give those two passengers a ride back as well.

"Their auras have mixed with those of the previous eight-person team, so the two groups have probably met. The cultivators from the Nine Netherworld Realm only targeted your two friends; no one pursued the two passengers, and they were unharmed," Jiudeng replied.

Hearing this, Song Shuhang breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Behind him, Zhuge Zhongyang stared blankly at the bald girl who had suddenly appeared before him—where did this girl come from?

Only after Jiudeng appeared and caught Song Shuhang could Zhuge Yue and Zhuge Zhongyang see her figure.

At the same time, Zhuge Zhongyang had another question: Why did Song Shuhang suddenly become so small? Not only Song Shuhang, but even Zhuge Yue beside him had become petite and delicate.

Zhuge Yue's figure has recovered somewhat, and she is now about 80 centimeters tall, looking like a little girl.

Adding to the previously invisible strange man—and just now, Song Shuhang ran straight up the ten-meter-high tree trunk in one breath.

What is wrong with this world?

Zhuge Zhongyang's mind was in complete chaos—he found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't sort out his shattered thoughts.

"Come on, say hello to your friend." Jiudeng held Song Shuhang in his palm and handed him to Zhuge Zhongyang.

"Holy crap!" Song Shuhang was startled by Zhuge Zhongyang's enormous face.

Imagine what it would be like if a human face were magnified dozens of times—it would be like something out of a horror movie, wouldn't it?

"Miss Jiudeng, don't get so close!" Song Shuhang shouted.

Jiudeng cruelly shook Song Shuhang in front of Zhuge Zhongyang several times before pulling him back.

Song Shuhang rubbed his eyes, then turned to look at Jiudeng's face... Thankfully, even magnified dozens of times, the cultivator's face was still smooth, translucent, and fair, not turning into a horror movie.

"Shuhang, what exactly happened?" Zhuge Zhongyang asked cautiously.

"This kind of thing can't be explained in a short time. You carry Zhuge Yue and come with me. We'll go back to the Ancient City first, get you out of this place, and then I'll explain it to you properly," Song Shuhang sighed.

Since their memories will definitely be erased when they leave Heavenly Island anyway, explaining now is a waste of breath. Let's get them off Heavenly Island first.

"You two follow me," Jiudeng chuckled, leading the way.

Zhuge Zhongyang silently carried Zhuge Yue on his back and followed Jiudeng.

On the way, Zhuge Zhongyang asked worriedly, "By the way, Shuhang, did you run into Gao Moumou and the others? How are they now?"

This whole thing was his fault; he insisted on going to a resort island in the Eastern Sea, which resulted in everyone getting into danger. If anything had happened to Gao Moumou, he would never have peace of mind for the rest of his life.

"Don't worry, Gao Moumou, Tubo, Lu Fei, and her sister have all left here safely. I mainly came out to find you and get you out of here together," Song Shuhang said with a smile.

After hearing Song Shuhang's explanation, Zhuge Zhongyang felt much more at ease.

Afterwards, filled with countless questions, the two followed Song Shuhang to the Ancient City.

This time, with Jiudeng leading the way, the four of them successfully arrived at the foot of the tall tower.

"Go into this tower, and follow the instructions inside to complete a transaction. Then you can leave," Song Shuhang explained.

"Where are you, Shuhang? Aren't you going back together?" Zhuge Yue asked in confusion. At this time, her body shape had basically returned to its original shape.

"I'll have to wait a while. Look at me, at least wait until I recover," Song Shuhang said with a wry smile. He was still sitting in Jiudeng's palm, feeling very uncomfortable. "Don't worry, you guys go first. I'll catch up as soon as I regain my size. Once we're out, meet up with Gao Moumou immediately. Don't get lost again."

Zhuge Yue and Zhuge Zhongyang nodded and turned to enter the tower.

This strange place is like a nightmare; I really don't want to stay here any longer.

After watching Zhuge Yue and Zhuge Zhongyang leave, Song Shuhang a sigh of relief.

"Well then, Miss Jiudeng, I think it's about time for me to take my leave. If I want to leave, do I have to seal my memories?" Song Shuhang asked.

"You seem to know a lot about Heavenly Island?" Jiudeng held up Song Shuhang and poked the little Song Shuhang with her finger.

"Stop it, it hurts if you poke me." Song Shuhang slapped away her finger and replied, "I'm in contact with some seniors. When they left Heavenly Island, they all sealed their memories. Although I don't know why they willingly sealed their memories to leave... it does seem that cultivators should Memory-Sealing Spell before leaving Heavenly Island, right?"

"Yes, you guessed right." Jiudeng chuckled, "It's true that a cultivator's departure from Heavenly Island is different from that of an ordinary person. I need to take you to the most mysterious place on Heavenly Island to make an oath. Afterwards, I will teach you the method to seal your memories. Only after you have sealed your memories can you leave Heavenly Island."

"Then please, Miss Jiudeng, lead me to the place where we made our vows," Song Shuhang said, clasping his hands in a fist salute.

"No rush." Jiudeng smiled, narrowing his eyes, and then took out the snakeskin with the Buddhist beads stuck to it. "Want it?"

Song Shuhang stared intently at the One-Inch Finger Snake's skin. "I want it!"

"If you want it, let's make a deal," the Miss Jiudeng said happily.

"A trade? What do you want to exchange?" Song Shuhang asked—he had quite a few items belonging to cultivators.

The items included Azure Wind Pendant, Ancient Copper Ring, the Overlord Shatter Saber, Enlightenment Stone with the Onion Lady and Onion Spirit Crystal growing on it, a brooch that Soft Feather borrowed to transform his appearance, as well as Talisman Treasure, pills, and other miscellaneous items.

Of all these items, the most valuable is undoubtedly the Enlightenment Stone. While the other items are precious, they pale in comparison to the skin of the One-Inch Finger Snake and cannot be exchanged for its equivalent value.

But if he were asked to exchange the Enlightenment Stone for the snakeskin, he would naturally refuse. The Enlightenment Stone was extremely precious to him, far more important than the snakeskin. Besides, it even had an Onion Lady growing on it.

"You have quite a few things on you, but none of them are of interest to me," the Miss Jiudeng said with a smile.

"Then what do you want in exchange?" When Song Shuhang heard this, he quietly shrank back—he didn't sell himself!

"I want you... to read with me for a while." The Miss Jiudeng stretched out her finger and poked Song Shuhang hard, laughing heartily.

"Just reading for a little while?" Song Shuhang asked curiously.

"Yeah, I'll just read for a bit," Jiudeng Deng laughed.

"Deal!" Song Shuhang answered readily.

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Green mountains, clear waters, and a small Buddhist temple.

Azure Lamp, an ancient Buddha statue, and mountains of Buddhist scriptures.

This is where Jiudeng lives on Heavenly Island.

"Although I wanted to find some Confucian School or Daoist School books for you, I regret to inform you that I am Buddhist Sect disciple. Apart from these Buddhist scriptures, I have no other collections," Jiudeng said lazily, sitting cross-legged on the futon.

"What are the contents of these Buddhist scriptures?" Song Shuhang asked curiously. "Are they cultivation techniques?"

"You're overthinking it." The Miss Jiudeng rolled her eyes. "Even I don't just teach my cultivation techniques to others casually. That's the rule for cultivators."

"So these are just ordinary Buddhist scriptures?" Song Shuhang's lips twitched—he felt his 'True Self' was becoming increasingly erratic. Would reading too many Buddhist scriptures turn his 'True Self' bald?

"Don't mind it so much, just consider it a transaction. Keep me company while I read for a while, and then I'll give you the skin of the One-Inch Finger Snake. Oh, and lend me Onion Lady, I haven't seen her for three hundred years, and I miss her a little," the Miss Jiudeng suddenly said.

"Don't hurt her, you've kept her locked up for three hundred years." Song Shuhang reached into his pocket.

"Ouch!" Onion Lady took another big bite.

However, Song Shuhang still took out the Enlightenment Stone and Onion Lady and handed them to the Miss Jiudeng.

"Oh, where did the scallion sprouts go? How come there are only Onion Sprout left?" After taking the Enlightenment Stone and the Onion Spirit, the Miss Jiudeng asked with a curious expression.

"Hehe, there was a little accident," Song Shuhang said apologetically.

Seeing that Shuhang didn't want to talk, Miss Jiudeng stopped asking. Then, she held the Enlightenment Stone and poked Onion Lady with her finger—poking, poking, poking!

This is part of the stain on her life.

Poke it hard!