Young Master Phoenix Slayer's gift

Someone capable of shattering the air with a single punch must be far more powerful than a brutal island lord, right?

The natives felt that the time they cultivated their 'qi sense' and could blast the air apart with a single punch would be the time for them to rebel against the brutal island lord and regain their freedom!

The natives' eyes welled with tears at the memory of the island lord's cruelty.

If you don't write a single character well, you'll get your palm slapped until it's bright red.

If you recite the text incorrectly, you will go hungry; sometimes you won't be given food for a whole day.

Sometimes, if someone wrote too many wrong characters, they would be hung from a big tree at the village exit, and the whip would lash out, which hurt terribly.

What's even worse is that after the new teachers started their lessons, the natives realized that the way the brutal island lord had taught them to write the Chinese characters in the Three Character Classic was wrong; it was all just scribbles!

Wrong... erroneous... of...

The natives were suffering, but they dared not speak out in front of the brutal island lord. If they did, they might starve and be beaten.

But where there is oppression, there is resistance! So they must learn unparalleled martial arts! They must become powerful so they can rebel against that island lord.

When the time comes, make that island lord learn their island's hieroglyphics. If he doesn't learn it well, he won't be fed. If he writes it wrong, he'll be slapped on the palm. If he memorizes it wrong, he'll be hung up and beaten!

Just imagining this wonderful scene made their mouths water.

So, these indigenous people began to practice the unparalleled divine skill, "The Times Are Calling," even more diligently.

Gao Moumou's mouth twitched.

He was certain that Mr. Joseph's Mouth Escape skills were quite impressive. Despite having nothing, he had managed to convince so many natives to learn "The Times Are Calling" from him.

If this were ancient times, he could easily have used "The Times Are Calling" to establish a martial arts sect, right? New Era Fist Style Sect? Summoning Fist Sect?

Well, in any case, Gao Moumou felt that these savages' desire to beat up the island owner, the 'man in the black trench coat,' was completely hopeless...

Gao Moumou could already imagine that one day, the natives, thinking they had "mastered their divine skills," would surround the man in the black trench coat and begin to perform "The Times Are Calling."

That scene was absolutely beautiful!

I reckon by then, the big tree at the entrance to the tribe will be covered in savage fruits, and it'll get a good beating, right?

[However, a person must have dreams to live. What's the difference between a person without dreams and a robot? So, I will silently wish you all well.] Gao Moumou thought to himself.

Then, he quietly left the grove, returned to his little mud house, and went back to sleep.

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Song Shuhang finally managed to leave Senior White's hand-operated tractor, where he was met by Young Master Phoenix Slayer.

I wonder what will happen to these modified hand tractors? Will they be stored away and reused for the next Hand Tractor Race?

We can't just leave them unattended... because these modified hand tractors are, in some ways, quite powerful 'magical tools'.

Especially the Drill Tractor modified by Senior Drunk-What Lay Buddhist; if Song Shuhang were to drive it, he would be absolutely confident in crushing cultivators of around the Second-Grade.

If that drill bit had run over Fourth-Grade Cultivator head-on, even he would have lost half his life!

Young Master Phoenix Slayer used his spiritual power to guide Song Shuhang, allowing him to Water-Treading. The two were heading towards the 'Savage Island' of the Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman.

As he walked, Song Shuhang thought of something.

"Senior Phoenix Slayer, I have something I'd like to tell you." With that, Song Shuhang took out the Silver Glove and handed it to Young Master Phoenix Slayer.

"What?" Young Master Phoenix Slayer took the Silver Glove.

"Did Senior Whirlwind throw this over as a gift for you?" Song Shuhang replied. "Also, Senior Whirlwind asked if you wanted to be his pet?"

"Let him die a thousand times over!" Young Master Phoenix Slayer roared.

"Yes, don't worry, I've already rejected his request," Song Shuhang.

Young Master Phoenix Slayer continued to roar, "Beat him up, beep beep beep~~, you spoil your grandpa!"

"Ha~" Song Shuhang chuckled dryly. The other party was Venerable One, after all. Beating up Venerable? Did he have a death wish?

After a dry laugh, Song Shuhang, "Anyway, I'll give these Silver Glove to you, Senior Phoenix Slayer."

"You return it to Whirlwind for me!" Young Master Phoenix Slayer decisively tossed the Silver Glove into Song Shuhang's hand.

"It would be better if Senior Phoenix Slayer returned this matter himself." Song Shuhang threw the Silver Glove back... His sixth sense as a cultivator told him that Whirlwind Venerable was an extremely troublesome fellow.

It would be better for Young Master Phoenix Slayer the Silver Glove himself.

"Don't throw it back at me! You accepted it! A man should be responsible for his actions. If you accept a gift, you should return it even if it brings you tears!" Young Master Phoenix Slayer threw the Silver Glove back again.

"But that was accepted in your capacity as Senior Phoenix Slayer. Therefore, Senior Phoenix Slayer should return it himself." Song Shuhang threw the Silver Glove back.

"Damn it, then don't accept this gift for me!" Young Master Phoenix Slayer threw the Silver Glove over again.

"I already refused, but Senior Whirlwind still threw it at me. So, I've done my best." Song Shuhang threw the Silver Glove back again. "And also, Senior Phoenix Slayer, don't throw it at me again! I won't catch it if you do!"

Young Master Phoenix Slayer held the Silver Glove, unsure whether to throw it away or not.

If Sea King saw this scene, his eyes would well up with tears.

After a long silence.

"Well... alright, I'll accept these Silver Glove," said Young Master Phoenix Slayer.

"That's more like it. It's just a Silver Glove. At worst, we can just keep it in the vault and leave it alone," Song Shuhang.

"Hehe." Young Master Phoenix Slayer nodded, then suddenly said, "By the way, young friend Song Shuhang, the fellow Daoists mentioned before that you've been helping to take care of Doudou for some time now?"

"Ah, yes." Song Shuhang nodded.

"Thank you for your hard work, young friend Shuhang." Young Master Phoenix Slayer lowered his eyes slightly and sighed, "That Doudou fellow always knows how to cause trouble."

The sudden change in Young Master Phoenix Slayer's style left Song Shuhang feeling somewhat disoriented. He chuckled dryly and replied, "Senior Phoenix Slayer, you flatter me. Actually, Doudou has helped me a lot."

"You don't need to speak up for that stupid dog. Anyway, thank you for your hard work, young friend Shuhang." Young Master Phoenix Slayer strode to Song Shuhang's side and grasped his hand. "I have a small gift here... consider it a thank you for taking care of Doudou these past few days."

Song Shuhang: "..."

Sure enough, a Silver Glove had appeared in his palm.

The sudden change in style was just an excuse to shove this Silver Glove into his hands!