Onion Lady, where's your head?

"Since it's young friend Song Shuhang, perhaps he can struggle to live a few more episodes?" True Lord Yellow Mountain muttered to himself, stroking his chin. After all, young friend Shuhang was somewhat different from the Daoist who had welcomed Venerable White before.

"Hmph, that kid, I bet he'll only live for two episodes at most!" Beside True Lord Yellow Mountain, a figure with six wings on his back, a face as beautiful as an angel, and his whole body shrouded in 'Holy Light' smirked and said disdainfully.

This figure was none other than the 'True Lord White Crane' who was very well-connected in the Western.

The True Lord White Crane is a divine beast bloodline left over from ancient times. From the moment they hatch from their eggs, they are neither distinguished by gender nor by yin or yang. Only when they find their true love and enter into a special contract similar to a marriage pact will they evolve a gender corresponding to their lover's gender.

If their true love is male, their entire race can transform into females. If their true love is female, they can transform into males.

This is a race that truly enjoys freedom in love, engaging in relationships that transcend gender and race—to be honest, it's truly remarkable that their divine beast bloodline has been passed down to this day.

Note: Although True Lord White Crane has found his ideal partner, he has not yet entered into a special marriage contract with her, and he is currently in a gender-neutral state.

True Lord Yellow Mountain chuckled and did not refute True Lord White Crane.

True Lord White Crane was scrolling through his tablet, which displayed the interface of the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group'. He had traveled thousands of miles from the Western, and upon hearing that Venerable White had already joined the Nine Provinces Number One Group, he shamelessly and persistently begged True Lord Yellow Mountain to add him to the group.

The ID of True Lord White Crane in the group is "I am Little White Crane at Cape of Heaven's Edge", which seems to be an ID with a story.

At that moment, he was carefully saving the [Senior White Sticker Pack] to his tablet, and then using software to export each image and save it to a document.

Then, with a satisfied expression, True Lord White Crane repeatedly looked at the nearly sixty photos of Venerable White in the folder. He showed a happy expression with each photo he looked at.

"Wow, this is Paradise," murmured the True Lord White Crane.

When True Lord Yellow Mountain saw this, goosebumps immediately rose on his arms—sometimes I feel that brainless fans are quite scary, because you don't know if they will enlarge your photo and hang it on the wall, fantasizing about your photo every day.

"Ahem, White Crane, you traveled all this way just to join a group?" True Lord Yellow Mountain asked. If you really wanted to join a group, you could have just made a phone call or used Thousand-Mile Voice Transmission.

"Of course it's not as simple as just joining a group," said True Lord White Crane in a serious tone. "The main reason I'm here is to report to Senior White on the outcome of the matter from last time."

"What happened last time? Oh, was it the incident involving flight instructor Li Xihua? Has anything changed?" True Lord Yellow Mountain remembered that flight instructor.

"It's not just about Instructor Li Xihua's incident, but also the issue of that space station in the universe. Things haven't changed much; I've basically handled it all." True Lord White Crane sighed. "Instructor Li Xihua's problem is easy to solve. Although he was on television, as long as the other astronaut Anthony, returns safely, I can gradually erase the impact of Instructor Li Xihua's situation through the media and official statements. I'll make the Western public believe that Instructor Li Xihua's appearance was simply a collaboration between us and China. Speaking of which, how has Instructor Li Xihua been doing since you brought him back?"

True Lord Yellow Mountain shrugged. "I'm preparing for my advancement recently and haven't had time to pay attention to Instructor Li Xihua. According to Zhou Li's report, Venerable White performed another memory-erasing surgery on Li Xihua and sent him back to the flight training base. Afterwards, I sent people to keep an eye on him and try my best to help Instructor Li Xihua return to a normal life... There shouldn't be any major problems."

The member he sent to look after Li Xihua was a master at handling trouble, on par with Zhou Li. Whenever a fellow Daoist in the group caused trouble after emerging from seclusion, it was this subordinate who stepped in to resolve it—for example, not long ago, when a fellow Daoist emerged from seclusion, he destroyed more than a dozen monsters called 'Cars' in one go, and it was this subordinate who handled it perfectly.

"That's good... The excessive clearing of Instructor Li Xihua's memories in such a short period might affect his brain. Whether it's a blessing or a curse depends on his own fate. Also, I've been dealing with the huge hole in the space station recently, and I finally managed to plug it. With both matters resolved perfectly, I'm going to report to Senior White." True Lord White Crane clenched his fist and said.

He repeatedly mentioned reporting this matter to Senior White, seemingly to boost his own morale?

True Lord Yellow Mountain secretly rolled his eyes—he finally understood. White Crane He wanted to find an excuse to get close to Venerable White, but he didn't dare to approach Venerable White, so he was conflicted and torn.

This guy must be sent away, otherwise he'll definitely stay in my cave and cause me trouble.

"Go!" So, True Lord Yellow Mountain said to True Lord White Crane with a serious expression, "It's just reporting what happened. Good luck, you can handle this!"

True Lord White Crane looked at True Lord Yellow Mountain with delight. "You think so too?"

"Of course, you handled this matter very well, and you might even receive praise from Venerable White." True Lord Yellow Mountain patted True Lord White Crane's shoulder forcefully—you're such a pretentious jerk!

Indeed, it's best to send him to Venerable White. Otherwise, if this guy stays in his cave and causes him trouble, how can he advance in peace?

"Then... then I'll go find Senior White!" True Lord White Crane's wings trembled slightly with excitement.

True Lord Yellow Mountain patted the White Crane's shoulder again. "Go, you will succeed."

So, the True Lord White Crane put away the tablet computer, flapped its wings, and happily flew away from the cave of the True Lord Yellow Mountain.

True Lord Yellow Mountain secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

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On the other side, on a small island in the Eastern Sea

The Venerable White hasn't logged onto the chat software yet; he's currently setting up some trap-like formations near the island, mainly to prevent enemies from escaping.

After all, the target is the former disciples of the 'Thirty-Three Beast God Sect'. Even a broken ship has three pounds of nails; perhaps these former disciples of the Thirty-Three Beast God Sect still have escape spells Talisman Treasure on them? Venerable White intends to capture everyone who arrives soon, not wanting to let a single one escape.

On the island, Copper Trigram Immortal Master was building a Daoist altar with stones, looking mysterious, and Song Shuhang couldn't understand what he was doing.

So, out of boredom, Song Shuhang took Doudou and the little monk to visit Miss Chu Chu.

After the ointment was applied, the young girl, Chu Chu, fell into a deep sleep again... Her complexion was much better, and she no longer showed any sudden pain as before. It seems the Medicine Master's ointment is truly effective, absolutely wonderful.

Since Miss Chu Chu was sleeping, Song Shuhang didn't disturb her.

"Let's go, Doudou, Little Guoguo, let's try to make a house or something. Looks like we might have to stay on this island tonight," Song Shuhang said.

Venerable White is determined to obtain the secret techniques of the Thirty-Three Beast God Sect, but it's uncertain when Wolf One and his group will arrive. Perhaps they won't arrive until tomorrow?

In short, let's try to find a place where people can live first; he doesn't want to spend the night sleeping on the ground and under the open sky.

The young Guoguo asked, "Brother Shuhang, can you build a house?"

"No..." Song Shuhang shrugged.

Pekingese Doudou sneered, "You're too useless! Watch this!"

Five minutes later.

The Pekingese, Doudou, perfectly built an exquisite little doghouse. Then, it shrunk down and comfortably crawled into it.

"See that? The essential skill for anyone running away from home is building a kennel. That way, you can shelter from the wind and rain and avoid the sun and wind. How about it, do you want to come in and try it out? It's a bit small, but it's lined with dry hay, so it's very comfortable." Doudou said seriously, huddled in the doghouse.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Doudou, come out here! I promise I won't kill you!

At this moment, the Copper Trigram Immortal Master, pulling his cart, approached from afar. It seemed his altar was already complete.

As the Copper Trigram Immortal Master approached, he asked, "Young friend Shuhang, what are you doing?"

Song Shuhang explained, "We're thinking about whether to make a place where people can live; we might have to stay on the island tonight."

The Copper Trigram Immortal Master stroked his chin. "I see. If you need a place to stay, perhaps I can provide you with some good things."

As he spoke, he turned around and started rummaging through his cart.

Soon, the immortal master pulled out several large tents. "Here, make do with these. These tents are quite large when set up, and there are inflatable beds inside, enough to make for a comfortable night's sleep."

"Senior, this is a timely help, fantastic! I really appreciate it!" Song Shuhang gave a thumbs up—but where did he get this habit of giving thumbs up so readily? He didn't have this habit before. Did he learn it from the Mysterious Island?

Furthermore, the appearance and attire of the Copper Trigram Immortal Master, along with that cart... make him seem less like a fortune teller and more like a street vendor!

With the help of the Copper Trigram Immortal Master, Song Shuhang and the little monk quickly set up four large tents.

As for Doudou, well, it has a doghouse. If that doesn't work, it can even share a tent with the little monk.

After setting up the tent, Song Shuhang casually asked, "Is Senior White still setting up the formation?"

"Everything has been arranged. Senior White seems to be meditating and resting now, waiting for the other party to come. You all should rest well too. I'll go to the island and see if I can hunt a couple of wild game pieces," Copper Trigram Immortal Master said with a smile.

"Thank you for your trouble, senior." Song Shuhang rubbed his stomach; he was feeling a bit hungry. Although he remembered to bring the Grain-Repelling Pill with him on this trip, it would be more satisfying to eat something when he was hungry.

The arrival of the Copper Trigram Immortal Master on the island is truly bringing warmth to the countryside!

The Copper Trigram Immortal Master went hunting for wild game, while the little monk and Doudou played around on the side.

Song Shuhang crawled into his tent, and suddenly something occurred to him—he had lost his memory after leaving the Mysterious Island. What about the Onion Lady growing on the Enlightenment Stone?

Since Onion Lady is currently in plant form, will she still retain her memories?

Upon realizing this possibility, he immediately took out the Enlightenment Stone.

"Onion Lady, do you still have memories of the Mysterious Island... Huh? Onion Lady, Onion Lady, what happened to you?!" When Song Shuhang took out the Enlightenment Stone, he found that the tender shoot that Onion Lady had finally grown had had its head pinched off.

Now, she only has half a tender bud left, and she looks extremely pitiful.

The Onion Spirit on the Enlightenment Stone swayed its remaining half-scallion body, seemingly waking from a deep sleep. After a while, it let out a painful groan. "It hurts so much."

"Hey, Onion Lady, you can talk now. By the way, what happened to you? Who plucked your onion head? Also, what about your memories of the Mysterious Island? Do you have any memories of the Mysterious Island?" Song Shuhang asked anxiously.

"Mysterious Island?" Lady Onion twisted her body, and then asked in confusion, "Where is that place? Is there any delicious food on it?"

Song Shuhang: "..."

Sure enough, you can't have any illusions about this fool—he's been unreliable from beginning to end!

And those tender scallion tips—did someone pick them and use them for cooking?

The stalk of the Onion Lady sat there for a while, then seemed to suddenly realize something. "Ouch! Where did my scallion sprout go? Damn it, Song Shuhang, did you pick my scallion sprout and eat it?"

Song Shuhang: "..."

He was really curious about Onion Lady's incredibly slow reaction time. Was it too long? He wondered if he had told Onion Lady a joke, and it would take her half an hour to react?

"I probably didn't pick the onions to eat. I was just asking you where the onion sprouts went!" Song Shuhang said helplessly. He wasn't sure because he had lost his memories of the Mysterious Island. Maybe he really did pick and eat the onions Mysterious Island... because his Mouth Aperture had suddenly opened. He had only just opened his Ear Aperture before going to the Mysterious Island.

Without the right opportunity, even with ample Blood Qi Pill, it would take a year and a half to successfully Mouth Aperture. Keep in mind, even the simplest Heart Aperture requires Hundred-Day Foundation Establishment.

Onion Lady twisted her body, puzzled, and asked, "That's strange, why don't I have any memories of it?"

Looks like even Silly Onion has lost his memory.

Song Shuhang sighed and put the Onion Lady back into his pocket.

As he was putting the Onion Lady back in its place, he suddenly felt a small paper packet in his pocket.

Then, Song Shuhang took out the small paper packet, which looked a bit like the kind of packet used to wrap small pills in a hospital. It should also be a loot from the Mysterious Island, as he had absolutely no recollection of this packet.

So, out of curiosity, he opened it to take a look.

There was nothing in the paper package except a small, bright green scallion sprout.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Could it really be that I strangled him on the Mysterious Island?