Mad Saber Three Waves' Fear

"Soft Feather is so lucky, she flew ahead of me in an instant." Just as Song Shuhang's version of 'Young Master Phoenix Slayer' was thinking this, he suddenly saw Soft Feather enveloped in sword light, screaming 'Waaaaa' as she flew back in front of him, and then flew all the way back to the Qidian.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Is Soft Feather's luck good or bad?

"Anyway, better safe than sorry. I have a three-second delay, so I need to keep my eyes peeled. If I spot anything unexpected, I'll have to react in advance... Aaaaaaah!"

Song Shuhang was still thinking about how he needed to detect danger in advance and send a command to his body three seconds ahead of time.

But unexpectedly, a trap-like light suddenly appeared in front of him.

What made him even more desperate was that the trap could move; it raced back and forth across a track, moving erratically, sometimes left, sometimes right, sometimes up, sometimes down, completely unpredictable.

Even if Song Shuhang had no three-second delay, he still wouldn't have been able to avoid this trap.

The Number 44 Hand Tractor ran over the trap without hesitation.

Then, Song Shuhang felt himself Spiral Ascension.

The hand-held tractor and his body were being spun around wildly, making him dizzy and extremely uncomfortable.

"Next, are we going to fly back to the Qidian?" Song Shuhang, tears streaming down his face.

However... after Spiral Ascension to a certain height, it showed no intention of sending Song Shuhang back to the Qidian. Instead, it spun even more wildly, making Song Shuhang dizzy.

My head is spinning... I feel like throwing up.

This is a 'Forced Pause' trap; once you run over it, you'll be spinning in the air for ten seconds.

Ten seconds is a cruel amount of time in a rapidly changing arena.

Swish swish swish...

A string of seniors passed by Song Shuhang, and in the blink of an eye, Song Shuhang dropped from first place to forty-seventh.

Some of the seniors waved enthusiastically to Song Shuhang before flying over.

For example, a Senior Three Waves resembling Big Macaque said, "Shuhang, keep spinning! You've become a sight to behold on the field!"

Having said that, Senior Three Waves happily passed Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang sniffed... He felt like the top ten spots in the 'Hand Tractor Race' were waving at him, while the 'One-Month Space Trip' was beckoning him enthusiastically.

No, no, I don't want a month-long space trip!

My poor summer vacation has been quite eventful, with things like 'Mysterious Island,' 'Holding a Girl in My Arms,' 'Immortal Severing Platform Battle,' 'The Gentleman’s Scheme,' and 'The Hand Tractor Race.' I'm already very satisfied. I just hope the next month can pass by peacefully!

I want to go to a resort island to sunbathe, drink delicious beverages, and enjoy life on the beach!

I don't want to go to space!

A whole month! I'm not a senior in the group; I'm just a Second-Grade cultivator. I can manage eating and drinking with Grain-Repelling Pill, but what about urination and defecation?

It's said that in the weightless environment of outer space, if you urinate, the liquid will float, and it might even get all over your face.

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"Young friend Song Shuhang, please visit our 'Battle Buddha Sect' sometime." At this moment, the Dharma King Creation, with his flowing long hair, brushed past Song Shuhang.

The Dharma King Creation is also a senior who believes in 'participation is more important than winning.' He is currently at a crucial moment in his attempt to break through to the 'Sixth-Grade True Lord,' so although he is very interested in the relics of the 'Previous Era' that Senior White mentioned, he estimates that he will not have time to go and mess around with those relics.

Moreover... ruins aren't something you can enter only once. If you don't have the chance to go in this time, you'll have another chance next time, although the rewards might not be as good as those of the first group of cultivators who entered.

As they passed Song Shuhang, the Dharma King Creation's cell phone rang.

When the Dharma King Creation opened his phone, he saw it was 'Su Clan’s Seven'.

"Eh, Fellow A-Qi?" The Dharma King Creation smiled slightly, answered the phone, and said, "A-Qi, what's up? I'm currently participating in the 'Hand Tractor Race,' it's really interesting, it would be a real loss for you not to participate."

"I know," Su Clan’s Seven said in a somber tone. "I'm watching the live stream."

"Hahaha, regretting not participating in this competition?" The Dharma King Creation asked again, "You seem a bit off."

"Something's really wrong. I'm in a state of volcanic eruption right now," Su Clan’s Seven said through gritted teeth. "Just now, the Third Elder of the Su Clan suddenly called and gave me a thorough dressing-down."

"Why?" asked the Dharma King Creation.

"The Third Elder cursed me, saying I'd lost my mind for dressing up as Big Macaque to participate in Hand Tractor Race. He even yelled into the live stream camera, 'I'm Heavenly River Su Clan’s A-Qi, my race car number is 38!' He's utterly disgraced the Heavenly River Su Clan. All I want to know right now is, who is that damned Big Macaque?" Su Clan’s Seven was practically going crazy.

The Dharma King Creation chuckled and said, "Hehehe, who else could it be?"

"It really was him, that bastard Three Waves!" Su Clan’s Seven gritted her teeth.

"Hahahaha." The Dharma King Creation burst into laughter.

From Su Clan’s Seven's side came the sound of grinding teeth, and he said hatefully, "Fellow Daoist Creation... how about you teach Three Waves a lesson for me?"

"No way. I'm a monk, and I'm all about compassion," said the Dharma King Creation. He admired Mad Saber Three Waves, especially when the other was recklessly courting death; the Dharma King Creation always found it very amusing.

"The ' Quick Snow Clearing Calligraphy!" Su Clan’s Seven gritted her teeth and said, "The original! I'll lend it to you for three months to admire, and you can also happily make copies."

"The original 'Quick Snow Clearing Calligraphy'? How did it end up in your Su Clan's hands? Does anyone in your Su Household appreciate calligraphy? Don't waste such a treasure, just sell it to me." The Dharma King Creation exclaimed—don't let the fact that the Dharma King Creation cultivates the 'War Buddha True Body,' a brute force-based and Tyrant battle technique, fool you. The Dharma King Creation is a renowned calligrapher, and currently a leading figure in the China Calligraphy Association.

"Get out!" Su Clan’s Seven said hatefully, "I'll only lend you five months to enjoy the show, and then you can help me fuck Three Waves hard."

"Deal!" The Dharma King Creation happily agreed. Mad Saber Three Waves had been courting death long ago, so he should have died long ago. He would take the lead in subduing demons and monsters and restoring peace to the world.

"I'm watching the live stream. If you do a great job, you might be able to borrow the <Quick Snow Clearing Calligraphy> for another month," Su Clan’s Seven's voice was full of temptation.

"No problem, I've got it covered," the Dharma King Creation assured, patting his chest.

After ending the phone call with Su Clan’s Seven, the Dharma King Creation swiped his phone and made another call.

The call was quickly answered, and Mad Saber Three Waves' laughter came through. "Fellow Daoist Creation, what's up with the call? Hahaha, do you want me to lend you a hand?"

At this moment, Mad Saber Three Waves was at the forefront of the 'Hand Tractor Race', competing for first place with True Lord Dustfall, Snow Wolf Cave Master, Northern River's Loose Cultivator, and True Lord Flood Dragon Overlord.

"Hehehe, actually I just suddenly remembered some important news that I wanted to tell Fellow Three Waves," the Dharma King Creation chuckled.

"Speak quickly, the competition is in progress," said Mad Saber Three Waves.

"Well, not long ago, Mysterious Maiden Sect Skylark from the Xuan Nu Sect visited our Battle Buddha Sect. During our conversation, she suddenly mentioned Fellow Daoist Three Waves. She said Fellow Daoist Three Waves's reckless behavior was quite amusing. So next month, she's passing through your cave and plans to stay for a while longer." The Dharma King Creation chuckled, "Although I'm a monk, I still envy Fellow Three Waves. Senior Skylark is so beautiful and charming; she's going to visit you again. Perhaps it's not impossible for Fellow Daoist Three Waves and Senior Yun Quezi to become Daoist partners."

Mad Saber Three Waves trembled all over.

At this moment, a certain Three Waves suddenly recalled the horror of being tormented for a year and four months by a 'senior' who was as dazzling and beautiful as the Bright Moon in the Night Sky many years ago.

That's right, that beautiful senior is named 'Yun Skylark of the Mysterious Maiden Sect'. Her cultivation level is at the peak of the Seventh-Grade Spirit Venerable, just a step away from the Eighth-Grade 'Profound Sage' realm, which is Manifestation Before All. She is a true senior figure, and she exists in the same era as another senior in the group, 'Venerable Seven Cultivations'.

"No... no...!" Mad Saber Three Waves screamed involuntarily.

Poor Three Waves, his mind was in turmoil. Once his mind was in turmoil, he couldn't concentrate on the race. He even started to lose control of the car, and accidentally, the car veered towards the No. 19 Northern River's Loose Cultivator tractor next to him.

"Three Waves, what are you doing?" came the angry roar from Northern River's Loose Cultivator.

Boom! Three Waves's car collided forcefully with Northern River's Loose Cultivator's car, and both cars shook.

In the blink of an eye, they were overtaken by True Lord Dustfall No. 4), Snow Wolf Cave Master No. 15), and True Lord Flood Dragon Overlord No. 56).

"Three Waves, you're courting death!" Northern River's Loose Cultivator roared. He slammed his hand-held tractor down, and the next moment, four sharp spikes emerged from the four wheel hubs of his tractor.

Drill bits are a favorite among the veterans of the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group'.

The next moment, Northern River's Loose Cultivator controlled his tractor and forcefully rammed it into Mad Saber Three Waves's No. 38 vehicle.

Mad Saber Three Waves shouted, "No! Old Northern River, let me explain! I didn't mean to!"

"Explanation is useless, take this 'Victory Ram'!" Northern River's Loose Cultivator roared.

"No! Ahh..."

Boom boom boom...

The sharp ram slammed into Mad Saber Three Waves's tractor, and the drill bit and the 'defensive shield' that Three Waves had set up on the vehicle began to rub against each other wildly, sparks Mars everywhere.

"Hehehehehe." The Dharma King Creation put away his phone with satisfaction and casually steered his hand-held tractor forward at high speed.

It's time to deliver the fatal blow to Brother Three Waves!