The Threefold Dream (Extra Chapter for the Lone Child Alliance Leader)

[This chapter is an extra chapter for the leader of the Lonely Child Alliance of the Twelve Alliances on Qidian]

"Stone, you're an idiot too! Confucius never said that! If you keep spouting nonsense like that, you'll get tied up and beaten, it'll be super painful."

The kind-looking native looked embarrassed. "Huh? Didn't Confucius say that before?"

"No! Confucius never said that!" another native shouted.

Sima Jiang's lips twitched; he was at a loss for words when it came to how to respond to the dialogue between these natives.

Am I really on an 'Indigenous Island'? These natives not only spout all sorts of Confucian sayings, but they also frequently utter phrases like "I'll get slapped on the palm," "I'll get beaten up," and "It hurts so much!"

I feel like I've wandered into the wrong theater.

"Um, hello. May I ask where this place is?" Sima Jiang asked, slowing his speech.

"This... I know!" the kind-faced native chuckled. "According to that horrible man, this... is a small island called 'Taipang.'"

What the heck is 'pregnant woman'?!

Sima Jiang scratched his head, thinking for a long time, when suddenly his eyes lit up. Could it be the 'Pacific Ocean'?

Is this a small island in the Pacific Ocean?

Wait a minute, before my car accident, I was in inland China, a huge distance from the ocean! Why am I on a small island in the Pacific Ocean?

Could it be that several months have actually passed since I fell into a coma?

Sima Jiang was overwhelmed with thoughts.

Just as Sima Jiang was trying to extract more information from these 'easy-to-talk-to' natives, three figures slowly approached from a distance.

A tall, slender figure, dressed in a black trench coat, looked both cool and handsome.

A figure with a casually tied ponytail, skin as smooth as jade, and a pair of large black-rimmed glasses on his face, whose lenses still reflected a light called 'wisdom' even in the darkness.

The last figure had a bald head and wore a jade-green robe. His features were not clearly visible from a distance, but he seemed to be a young master?

As the three figures approached, the group of natives were clearly startled. They immediately lined up in two neat rows and remained motionless.

The man in the black trench coat walked the fastest, reaching the group of natives, and said coldly, "Confucius said: 'To learn and at due times to practice what one has learned...'"

The natives immediately straightened their heads and replied, "Is it not a pleasure to learn and practice what you have learned?"

The man in the black trench coat continued coldly, "A friend has come from afar..."

"Isn't it a joy to have friends coming from afar?" the natives quickly replied.

However, one of the natives still answered incorrectly, "It is impolite not to reciprocate when friends come from afar!"

The man in the black trench coat's eyes turned cold. He pulled out a thick ruler from somewhere and pointed it at the native who had answered incorrectly.

The native, with a pained expression, approached the man in the black trench coat and timidly extended his dark, grimy hand.

With a loud 'smack!', the ruler struck the palm mercilessly.

"Ah~~" the native cried out in pain.

Even Sima Jiang, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but shudder, feeling a sense of shared empathy.

At this moment, two figures slowly approached from behind.

As the young master approached, he suddenly fixed his gaze on Sima Jiang.

"Hi, Jiang, how are you?" the young master said.

The night was getting dark, and Sima Jiang strained his eyes to look at the young master.

That young, kind-faced appearance looks very familiar.

Wait a minute, isn't that Song Shuhang from Jiangnan University?

Sima Jiang asked in surprise, "Shuhang, what are you doing here?"

"Haha, this is a friend's place... kind of his territory. I'm just a guest here," Song Shuhang shrugged and replied.

After emerging from the Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman's treasure vault, Song Shuhang followed his connection with the 'Spirit Ghost' to pinpoint its location—to his surprise, the Spirit Ghost was very close to him, right on this Indigenous Island.

So Song Shuhang searched all the way and finally arrived near the van and Sima Jiang.

At this moment, Song Shuhang could sense that his Spirit Ghost was on the vehicle!

But when he tried to summon the Spirit Ghost back, Spirit Ghost only sent back a message of 'helplessness'. Immediately afterward, a chilling coldness was transmitted through 'sensory sharing'.

The closer Song Shuhang got to the van, the colder it became. He felt as if his joints were being frozen.

Helpless, he had no choice but to temporarily sever the 'sensory sharing' with the Spirit Ghost, retaining only the coordinate locking function.

At this moment, Sima Jiang looked at Song Shuhang, who was bald and wearing a cassock, and tentatively asked, "Song Shuhang, um, you've become a monk?"

So you did ask that question!

Song Shuhang sighed softly, forcing a smile, and said, "No, I never thought about becoming a monk. I shaved my head because of a little accident... and this robe I'm wearing is a gift from a good friend. It's all just a coincidence, do you believe it?"

Sima Jiang nodded silently, but whether he believed Song Shuhang's words was unknown.

Song Shuhang sighed again—when he returned, he would go to find the Dharma King Creation and see what level of skill was required to learn his spell that made hair grow back.

And there's also the True Lord Yellow Mountain!

It's been so long since True Lord took Doudou away, what exactly is the unlocking code for this 'Jade-Green Kasaya' he's wearing?

Without the unlock password, he can't take off his robe!

"Um, Song Shuhang, I'd like to ask, is this the location of the Pacific Ocean?" Sima Jiang inquired.

Song Shuhang smiled and nodded.

Sima Jiang smiled wryly... They really did come all the way to the Pacific Ocean. Seriously, who on earth had the time and inclination to transport themselves all the way from mainland China to this Pacific Ocean island?

"Song Shuhang... can we leave this island?" Sima Jiang asked.

"Don't worry, Jiang. We'll go back in a few days, and you can come back to China with me then," Song Shuhang said with a smile.

After hearing his words, Sima Jiang felt much more at ease, as long as he could return to China.

Following the 'Spirit Ghost's' senses, Song Shuhang climbed onto the car.

The two disciples of the Chu Household Song Shuhang, saying, "Greetings Senior Song."

Although this Mr. Song looks very young, he is already a Second-Grade- grade cultivator, so they were right to address him as "senior".

"Hello." Song Shuhang smiled and nodded, then his gaze fell on the delivery box.

I sensed it... Spirit Ghost, it's in this box, the package delivered to the Household Patriarch Chu, 'Chu Kangbo'!

The package did not contain the sender's name, only the words "To my dear friend Chu Kangbo".

Song Shuhang tried to reach out and touch the delivery box, but as soon as he did, even though the 'sensory sharing' between him and the Spirit Ghost had been severed, a chill still rushed towards him.

The biting cold made Song Shuhang pause slightly as he reached for the delivery box.

"This package is really strange," Song Shuhang said with a wry smile.

"It is a bit strange," Sima Jiang nodded in agreement.

The sender of this package had stored it with him a month ago and prepaid a generous deposit.

The sender and Sima Jiang agreed that if he did not cancel the package within a month, Sima Jiang would send it back.

Therefore, after the one-month period expired, Sima Jiang transported the package alone to the Chu Household Grounds's territory.

I don't know what the Spirit Ghost is doing inside. It won't come back even after being forcibly summoned. All I can feel is a constant chill.

Fortunately, although the Spirit Ghost was shivering from the cold, it did not convey any message of 'danger'.

Unless there's 'danger', Song Shuhang shouldn't unpack the package from the Household Patriarch Chu...

"It seems we'll have to wait until the package reaches the Household Patriarch Chu before making any decisions," Song Shuhang thought to himself.

He smiled wryly, gently patted the delivery box, and sent a thought to the Spirit Ghost: "Summon me immediately if you sense any danger."

If the Spirit Ghost is truly in danger, he'll have to break open the package first and rescue the Spirit Ghost. Then he can apologize to the Household Patriarch Chu.

After this thought was transmitted to the Spirit Ghost... suddenly, Song Shuhang felt a strong sense of dizziness.

Countless images flooded his mind in one go.

There was a huge Blood Pool, surrounded by many dismantled puppet arms and legs, and human skins drying in the sun... These scenes belonged to that [puppet] Mr. Shelan.

Another magical island appeared, this time much clearer. It was a gigantic sky city, with enormous divine eagles soaring overhead, and giant lizards... Countless palaces were also faintly visible, along with the figure of the Miss Jiudeng —a long-haired version of Miss Jiudeng... Could these scenes belong to [Mysterious Island]?

Finally, there was an enormous block of ice, from which seemed to come anxious cries... To whom does this scene belong?

Wait, the ice and the chill... could this be a message from a [Spirit Ghost]?

"My head is throbbing." Song Shuhang rubbed his temples vigorously.

Overwhelmed by sleepiness, Song Shuhang felt his eyelids were very heavy and he couldn't keep them open.

He forced himself to turn around and asked Young Master Phoenix Slayer and the Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman, "Senior, is there a place to rest?"

"What?" the Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman asked in confusion.

"I suddenly feel a little... sleepy?" As soon as he finished speaking, Song Shuhang slumped down, lying face down on the seat of the van.

Soon after, his even breathing could be heard.

Asleep?

What a wonderful speed and quality of sleep! How can those suffering from insomnia, those who can't sleep night after night, possibly feel the same way?

Young Master Phoenix Slayer: "..."

The Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman stepped forward with some concern and gave Song Shuhang a full-body checkup.

"She really was asleep, just a normal, ordinary sleep. It gave me quite a fright," said the Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman, both amused and exasperated.

"Perhaps it's because of me," Young Master Phoenix Slayer said apologetically. Song Shuhang had been controlling his body for a long time with his Second-Grade cultivation level... which is why young friend Shuhang was mentally exhausted.

"Alright, I'll arrange a place for him to rest," said the Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman with a smile.

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