Choose: Top Ten or a One-Month Space Trip

Just as True Lord Yellow Mountain and his fellow Daoists were speculating about what methods Venerable White would use to punish Young Master Phoenix Slayer for 'jumping the gun,' Venerable White blinked in confusion. "Huh?"

After a moment, Venerable White muttered to himself, "Oh... I see, so that's how it is!"

The other contestants were completely bewildered.

Then, Venerable White made his move... He reached out and grabbed at Young Master Phoenix Slayer Extinction from a distance.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth, following the will of Venerable White, converged into a giant hand, which directly grabbed at Young Master Phoenix Slayer's hand-operated tractor.

The tractor was powerless to resist and was grabbed by the large hand, pulled towards the Venerable White's side.

Young Master Phoenix Slayer stunned, remaining unresponsive for a long time... Three seconds later, he finally let out a scream, "Ah...

At this moment, Northern River's Loose Cultivator said in a puzzled tone, "Strange, Young Master Phoenix Slayer seems a bit strange today?"

"Fellow Northern River also sensed something? It feels like Young Master Phoenix Slayer has suddenly become a different person," said Mad Saber Three Waves.

True Lord Yellow Mountain raised an eyebrow slightly. Indeed, from the start of the Hand Tractor Race, it seemed that Young Master Phoenix Slayer's reactions were always a couple of beats slower.

Just as the fellow cultivators were discussing, Venerable White had already Young Master Phoenix Slayer Exterminator and his carriage, bringing them to his side.

He didn't put the hand tractor down, but kept it suspended in mid-air.

Amidst the puzzled gazes of his fellow Daoists, Venerable White looked at Young Master Phoenix Slayer on the hand-operated tractor and smiled slightly, "Young friend Shuhang!"

Fellow Daoists were puzzled. This was clearly Fellow Phoenix Slayer, so why was Senior White calling out Shuhang's name?

Song Shuhang's mind went blank for a moment.

Holy crap, Senior White saw through my helping 'Young Master Phoenix Slayer' cheat?

That damned Young Master Phoenix Slayer! Song Shuhang thought his secret technique was incredibly amazing, but he never expected that not only would there be a 3-second network delay, but Venerable White would also see through it at a glance.

Wait, now is not the time to complain about Young Master Phoenix Slayer!

If the seniors around him found out that he cheated for 'Young Master Phoenix Slayer' in the competition, the consequences would be unimaginable.

What to do?

At this moment, he absolutely cannot answer with something like, "Oh, Senior White, how did you recognize me?"

Besides, he had made a deal with Young Master Phoenix Slayer that he would participate in the 'Hand-held Tractor' competition in Young Master Phoenix Slayer's place, and Young Master Phoenix Slayer would help him deal with the 'Monitor'. The two had a cooperative relationship.

Although the process of agreeing to this cooperation was a bit rushed... an agreement is an agreement.

Giving up easily is not the right thing to do.

Or how about trying to play dumb?

This was the best solution Song Shuhang could come up with in the shortest amount of time.

After a three-second pause, Young Master Phoenix Slayer chuckled dryly, "Hahaha, Senior White, what are you saying? I am Phoenix Slayer!"

"..." Venerable White's lips curled up. "Oh... it seems Shuhang, you don't want to admit it?"

Pretending to be stupid doesn't seem to be working!

Moreover, the Daoist friends of the surrounding 'Nine Provinces Number One Group' all wore thoughtful expressions. In particular, True Lord Yellow Mountain seemed to have thought of something, and like Venerable White, a wicked smile appeared on his lips.

Song Shuhang knew that his attempt to play dumb had failed.

There's no other way... I can only confess and be treated leniently.

[Senior Phoenix Slayer, I Mr. Song, have done my best.] Song Shuhang thought to himself.

Because of a three-second delay in his body's response, even after deciding to speak, he would still need three seconds before he could actually speak.

But at that moment, Venerable White chuckled softly and said, "Then I'll assume you are Young Master Phoenix Slayer!"

With that, the Venerable placed the 'Number 44 Hand Tractor' back on the ground.

Huh? Venerable White compromised? Song Shuhang was filled with doubt.

"Then, I'll give you two choices." Venerable White extended his finger and said to 'Young Master Phoenix Slayer', "The first choice is that Young Master Phoenix Slayer, you participate in the competition with all your might, and at least get... well, get into the top ten! As long as you get into the top ten, whether you are Young Master Phoenix Slayer or my friend Song Shuhang, I can pretend this never happened!"

Top ten? Although there are only fifty-odd seniors participating, I have a 'three-second delay'! It's hard to even get tenth from the bottom, let alone top ten!

Seemingly sensing the thoughts in 'Young Master Phoenix Slayer's' eyes, Venerable White extended another finger. "If you don't make it into the top ten of the competition, then—I will prepare a month's worth of 'Grain-Repelling Pill' for you and send you on One-Month Space Trip! This is the second option."

Song Shuhang's consciousness trembled instantly... It was terrifying; it was actually One-Month Space Trip.

Although he loved the vast universe, being sent into space alone by a 'Disposable Flying Sword' and spending a month in solitude would drive anyone crazy.

But... no problem!

Song Shuhang is not afraid of One-Month Space Trip.

Anyway, it will be Young Master Phoenix Slayer who gets sent into space.

Of course, he will do his best to try and make it into the top ten, but if he really can't, you can't blame him.

"So, do your best in the competition," said Venerable White.

Three seconds later, Young Master Phoenix Slayer patted his chest and assured him, "Absolutely, Senior White, I will definitely give it my all in the competition."

"Hmm, very good." Venerable White nodded in satisfaction. "Then, let the competition begin again. Fellow Daoist Whirlwind, please issue the commands again. By the way, after the preparation this time... don't count 1, 2, 3, 4 again!"

Whirlwind Venerable chuckled awkwardly, "Hahaha, no problem."

The Venerable White smiled and sat back in his hand-operated tractor.

Then, he suddenly remembered something and turned to 'Young Master Phoenix Slayer', saying, "Oh, right, there's something I didn't explain clearly earlier. If you don't get into the top ten... then I'll send 'Young Friend Shuhang' to space. Yes, the 'you' I was referring to earlier wasn't Young Master Phoenix Slayer, but you, Young Friend Song Shuhang."

Click!

Young friend Song Shuhang froze instantly.

He thought it would be Young Master Phoenix Slayer who would be sent into space, but he never expected it to be poor little friend Song Shuhang?

No way! One-Month Space Trip or anything like that? Absolutely not!

Three seconds later, a fierce battle blazed in Young Master Phoenix Slayer's eyes—he was determined to win the top ten in the Hand Tractor Race!

He'd give Burst Mode his full potential, using any means necessary to break into the top ten of the competition!

Whirlwind Venerable raised his command pistol high once more and shouted, "On your marks... get set..."

All members preparing to participate are ready.

Everyone was waiting for Whirlwind Venerable to fire.

Then, the Whirlwind Venerable's small mouth opened slightly. "One..."

He's the Whirlwind Venerable, the most dazzling man, a member of his clan who'd die if he didn't steal the spotlight. He's determined to get the title of 'Most Show-Off Man' in the first Hand Tractor Competition, no matter what.

I can count English words without counting 1, 2, 3, 4...

One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six... are also great.

Bang~~

Suddenly, the Whirlwind Venerable felt something beneath his feet, and then his body transformed into a small whirlwind, Spiral Ascension.

"Aaaaaaahhhhh~~" Whirlwind Venerable's scream rang out. Although he was also Venerable-Tier expert, he was caught off guard by Senior White's sudden attack and was sent flying into the sky.

Of course, with his Venerable-Tier strength, he could still leave the 'Spiral Ascension' state when he was halfway through the ascension.

But... it's awesome!

As he Spiral Ascension, he was the center of attention; everyone was watching him, all eyes were on him.

That's absolutely stealing the show!

The Venerable White, enraged, accepted the Whirlwind Venerable's command as referee, "The match begins!"

The next moment, the contestants in the 'Hand Tractor Race' sped forward at full speed!

Ratt ratt ratt~~

Nearly sixty hand tractors set off almost simultaneously, all billowing black smoke, sprinting forward at speeds that could rival any sports car in the world!

At this moment, the one temporarily in the lead is... number 44, Young Master Phoenix Slayer!

Song Shuhang used the 'Gun-Pressing Tactic' once again.

After all, Senior White had instructed that Whirlwind Venerable not to count 1, 2, 3 anymore.

Therefore, when the Whirlwind Venerable roared "Ready," Song Shuhang once again gave the Young Master Phoenix Slayer's body the order to "Drive and Sprint."

But to Song Shuhang's surprise, the Whirlwind Venerable stopped counting 1, 2, 3 and started counting One, Two, Three!

"I'm doomed, I'm going to 'jump the gun' again this time," Song Shuhang thought to himself.

But what makes life so fascinating is its unpredictability and the various sudden changes it brings.

Whirlwind Venerable, you've Spiral Ascension!

The Venerable White gave the starting command.

Even more fortunately, just as Venerable White shouted "Start the match!"... Song Shuhang's three-second delay time passed perfectly.

Thus, with a series of rapid movements from Young Master Phoenix Slayer's body, Tractor No. 44 took the lead, like a wild horse breaking free, and sped forward at high speed...

"Damn it, they stole my spot! First place is mine! I'm going to take it all and dedicate it to my beloved Senior White!" roared True Lord White Crane.

So, True Lord White Crane reached out and patted the side of his seat.

The next moment, a device resembling a rocket launcher popped out from the rear of its Number 40 Hand Tractor.

Boom boom boom... True Lord White Crane's hand-held tractor suddenly accelerated and quickly chased after Song Shuhang.

"Heh, a mere White Crane, already starting to hop around. It's time to teach it a lesson." A cold smile appeared on the lips of the True Lord Ancient Lake Abbey.

He reached out and flicked the handlebars of the tractor, revealing a red button.

The True Lord Ancient Lake Abbey pressed the button forcefully.

Behind his truck bed, the modified 'Scud Missile' locked onto True Lord White Crane's Number 40 Hand Tractor.

Boom boom boom...

The missile was launched and flew towards True Lord White Crane.

The first Cultivation World Hand Tractor Race reached its climax within just two seconds of its start!

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