Soul-Eating Demon Gourd

Mom Song welcomed Daoist Cloudmist into the living room, she saw him carrying two more boxes of gifts and said with a troubled expression, "Oh dear, Mr. Cloudmist, why are you bringing gifts again? Really, we've already said that we're neighbors now, and you're a good friend of my Shuhang. There's really no need to be so polite between us."

"Hehe, it's just a small token of my appreciation, Shuhang's mother, you don't need to be so polite." Daoist Cloudmist slowly took a sip of the Spirit-Vein Jade Tea and exhaled leisurely.

Then, he asked the question he was most concerned about, "Shuhang's mom, isn't Shuhang home?"

After entering the room, he couldn't sense Song Shuhang's presence, nor could he sense the 'Enlightenment Stone'. Where did that kid go again?

"Oh dear, what a coincidence. Shuhang went on a date with a young girl," Mom Song chuckled.

She had a lot to say when talking about her son's dates.

"Clap clap clap clap~" Mom Song and Daoist Cloudmist chanted for nearly an hour.

Daoist Cloudmist swallowed his tea bitterly, his eyes showing a look of 'life is meaningless'— Shuhang it, that bastard Shuhang just got back, and he's already taking another girl on a trip for a month.

What the hell?!

Believe it or not, he'll flip the table!

She always goes out as soon as she gets back, and every time she goes out she says she's going to play for a month. Oh my god!

Daoist Cloudmist had no idea how he got back to his room.

Right now, he only has one feeling in his mind—beep beep beep beep~~

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Song Shuhang is still Ascension.

The array engraved on the side of his spacesuit formed a protective shield, preventing him from being harmed when passing through the atmosphere.

Yu Jiaojiao hid inside his helmet.

Just then, Song Shuhang's phone rang, and he managed to stuff it into his helmet with great difficulty.

Looking at the caller ID, they saw it was the Fairy Flowing Firefly calling—wasn't ＠＃％×Fairy just using magic to send them into space? Why was she calling now?

Could there have been an error with the spell?

Song Shuhang was very worried and quickly answered the phone.

The Fairy Flowing Firefly's voice rang out. "Hey, Shuhang, we're about to pass through the atmosphere. Your cell phones will lose signal for a while, so be prepared for the impact."

"Okay, ＠＃％×Fairy," Song Shuhang said weakly.

"Is heaven happy?" the Fairy Flowing Firefly asked again.

Song Shuhang: "..."

This reminded him of the show "Are you happy?" that he particularly wanted to complain about—I'm not happy, but my surname is Fu (meaning "happiness").

"Haha, have fun. See you in a month, my little friend Shuhang," Fairy Flowing Firefly said, and then hung up the phone.

Then, Song Shuhang and the makeshift 'space capsule' soared into space.

I don't know how long we flew.

Song Shuhang and his group will head directly towards the moon this time.

Bored, Song Shuhang asked, "Jiaojiao, are there cultivators on the moon?"

It was so great to bring a few people with me on this trip; at least I have someone to chat with.

"There used to be several bases of cultivator sects and a few strongholds of demon cultivators on the moon, but they have all moved away in the last hundred years," Yu Jiaojiao replied.

Song Shuhang asked curiously, "Huh? Why did they move?"

"Firstly, because ordinary people's technology has entered the era of space exploration, all kinds of probes and spaceships have begun to enter the moon and other planets in the Solar System. Secondly, the cultivation resources on the moon have been almost completely exploited, so the cultivators have gradually moved away. Only some hidden demon cultivator strongholds have been preserved, so that demon cultivators can have a temporary place to stay when they come to the moon to cultivate," Yu Jiaojiao replied.

"So, when we arrive on the moon, we might see some cultivators and demon cultivators?" Song Shuhang.

Yu Jiaojiao replied, "It's probably not easy to see. The moon is very large... and only a few thousand demon cultivators and cultivators go to the moon to cultivate each year. These few thousand demon cultivators and cultivators go at different times throughout the twelve months of the year. The chances of meeting on the moon are not high."

"It's good that we won't encounter other cultivators," Song Shuhang. He was currently too weak, and if he encountered other cultivators and a conflict broke out, it would be very disadvantageous.

After thinking for a moment, Song Shuhang turned and looked into the 'space capsule'.

Beside the warehouse door, Li Yinzhu pressed her entire face against the glass, her large silver eyes fixed on Song Shuhang. It seemed that to her, Song Shuhang was more attractive than the starry sky.

On the other hand, the Chu Chu girl looked completely utterly horrified.

"So simple, and we've already entered space?" That's what she's thinking right now.

Entering space is surprisingly simple.

Then, as she thought and thought, a big problem suddenly occurred to her... What would happen to her breathing?

She didn't learn the Turtle-Breathing Technique, nor did she reach the Xiantian Realm.

Even if one masters the Turtle-Breathing Technique to a high level, wouldn't one still need to breathe many times a month?

The girl, Chu Chu, felt that she was far from prepared and thus stumbled into space.

I'm not going to die, am I?

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Song Shuhang and the 'space capsule' continued flying.

Suddenly, an object flew past everyone's eyes.

It seemed to be a sword light, darting around incredibly fast, and flying erratically without any discernible path. The sword light appeared to be carrying an object, vaguely visible as being wine-red.

The sword light gave Song Shuhang an extremely familiar feeling.

"Good heavens! Isn't that Senior White's 'Disposable Flying Sword' series?" Song Shuhang exclaimed.

However, it's unclear what that wine-red thing is.

Just as Shuhang was pondering, several more figures flashed past in the distance, quickly chasing after the sword light.

These figures each displayed their unique abilities.

Some were riding flying swords.

Some ride on colorful clouds.

Some were sailing in Immortal Ark.

There are also creatures running wildly through space wearing strange boots...

They were incredibly diverse, and each one moved at an astonishing speed.

These figures included cultivators, demon cultivators, and beings that were half-human and half-demon. Their cultivation levels were at least at the Fourth-Grade or higher. To survive in the universe for a long time without worrying about breathing or various dangers, one would need a cultivation level of at least the Fifth-Grade Spirit Emperor.

Needless to say, this group of guys who rushed over like a stampede of horses were all chasing after that sword light!

What kind of treasure is that on the sword light? Why are so many cultivators and demon cultivators chasing after it so frantically?

Song Shuhang pondered the item that Senior White had recently sent into space using a 'Disposable Flying Sword'.

There are refrigerators, color TVs, rice cookers, and all sorts of home electronics.

Are these things really worth so many cultivators chasing after so frantically?

Or perhaps these cultivators, seeing the immense power of the sword light and the crisscrossing sword energy, assumed that what was on the sword light was a treasure?

So, they frantically chased after that sword light?

What if they finally catch up with the sword light, only to find a broken refrigerator or something similar? Wouldn't the cultivators be devastated?

For some reason, Song Shuhang found himself somewhat looking forward to the moment that scene would unfold.

No, no, such a wicked thought is not good.

"It's a gourd!" Just as Song Shuhang was pondering, he heard Li Yinzhu's voice in his ear, a Secret Voice Transmission.

Song Shuhang is now at the Second-Grade of cultivation, and can also cultivate the skill of 'Secret Voice Transmission'. It's just that he has never had the opportunity or anyone to teach him this skill.

Song Shuhang: "A gourd? A wine-red gourd?"

I feel like I've seen something like this somewhere before.

Speaking of wine-red gourds... the first thing that comes to mind is the Calabash Brothers?

No, no, that's not it.

Besides the Calabash Brothers, what else can you think of? The Purple-Gold Red Gourd from Journey to the West that says, "Monkey King, if I call your name, will you dare answer?"

As he was thinking, Li Yinzhu's voice suddenly reached Song Shuhang's ears again. "There are people ahead!"

Song Shuhang immediately focused his attention and looked into the distance.

In the distance, two figures were rapidly approaching his 'space capsule'.

They were two men dressed in black Daoist robes with the character 'Wuji' embroidered on them.

The two men stopped in front of Song Shuhang and gave him a cold look.

A guy with cultivation level Second-Grade?

Are they out of their minds? Someone of this level dares to come to space? Are they tired of living?

The man in black on the left said coldly, "Are you here to steal the 'Soul-Eating Demon Gourd' too?"

The ability to Secret Voice Transmission is particularly useful in space.

"The Soul-Eating Demon Gourd?" Song Shuhang raised an eyebrow. "That thing from the sword light earlier? I didn't come for it."

Song Shuhang lacked the ability to Secret Voice Transmission, but fortunately, the other party could read the meaning of his words through his lip reading.

"Hmph, that's for the best. That thing is not something a Second-Grade Cultivator like you can handle. Just leave here obediently," the black-robed man on the left said coldly.

Having said that, he turned to leave and pursue the sword light.

But at that moment, the black-robed man on the right suddenly brightened up and stared intently at Song Shuhang: "That's him!"

"Hmm?" the man in black robes on the left asked, puzzled.

"The pressure of the mountain of books is immense! It's that little cultivator who caused Senior Brother Gongzi Hai a loss before. Tsk tsk, I didn't expect to run into him here." The black-robed man on the right revealed excitement in his eyes.

The dispute between Gongzi Hai and Su Clan’s Seven caused quite a stir, and many people in the Limitless Demon Sect knew about it. Gongzi Hai never tried to hide it, allowing the sect members to discuss it freely.

Furthermore, these two men in black robes were clearly disciples close to Gongzi Hai's faction. Therefore, they were even more aware of the appearance of the one 'under great pressure from the mountain of books'.

If we can capture this guy and bring him back to Gongzi Hai... The black-robed man on the right secretly gathered his Innate True Qi and locked onto Song Shuhang.

Seeing the change in the other person's eyes, Song Shuhang knew there was trouble.

Li Yinzhu's voice rang out again. "A disciple of the Limitless Demon Sect, at the Fourth-Grade Realm."

"It really is them," Song Shuhang —he runs into them no matter where he goes.

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