Heaven's Weeping Canon

Song Shuhang felt particularly bitter—he had been lucky just now, the object of his secret technique's 'appraisal' was Miss Chu Chu, and the only price he paid was some blood spurting from his right hand.

But right now, this secret technique is still out of control, uncontrollably identifying whatever he touches... Even if he turned into a blood bank, there wouldn't be enough blood to go around!

Identifying stones and trees is fine, but what if he accidentally falls and gets asked to identify the ground beneath his feet—the 'Great Meteorite' where the Jadewater Pavilion is located?

A billion-year-old rock left him covered in wounds; a Great Meteorite of unknown age would likely bleed him to death.

As he was pondering this, Song Shuhang suddenly felt a burning pain in his fingers.

Ouch! Another cut on my finger. As the saying goes, the ten fingers are connected to the heart, and pain in the fingers is the most heart-wrenching.

Not again?

What is it this time?

Runes flowed from Song Shuhang's pupils, eventually settling on the 'bandage' wrapped around his hand and condensing into the shape of a clock.

When the rune stream returned, Song Shuhang received new information.

[This is a regular medical bandage, available at most pharmacies. It has hemostatic properties, and the Chu Household carry it with them at all times, just in case.]

Song Shuhang: "..."

What use is this kind of 'information' to me?

Chu Chu frowned. She noticed a new cut on Song Shuhang's finger and sensed something was wrong. She remembered clearly that there hadn't been a cut on Song Shuhang's finger before!

The wound just appeared out of nowhere!

"Shuhang, were you injured by a curse spell?" Chu Chu asked. Only curse-type Daoist spells could cause such a strange wound.

"I suppose so." Song Shuhang sighed softly—he had finally mastered the knack of using the 'Appraisal Technique.' But how did he turn off this secret Appraisal Technique?

As he spoke, Song Shuhang trembled as he reached out and pulled out the 'Inch-Shrinking Bag,' from which he took out a healing Dao-Harmony Pill.

The moment he reached for the medicine—his arm, which was holding the pill, was struck by a bullet, leaving more than thirty perforated wounds from which blood flowed incessantly.

The runes in his eyes transformed into the shape of a clock once more, this time targeting the 'Dao-Harmony Pill' in his hand.

[Dao-Harmony Pill, an internal medicine for healing, version 5. It combines detoxification, treatment, and restoration of Blood Qi. Produced by Ancient Lake Taoist Temple, its medicinal properties are neutral and balanced.]

Song Shuhang: "..."

He was completely at a loss for words.

Even your personal belongings need to be appraised?

This is the kind of thing that involves thoroughly inspecting everything that comes into contact with your hands.

It's going to end!

Should I consider writing a will first?

So, when writing a will, should one first verify the paper and pen?

Recalling this heartbreaking scene, Song Shuhang felt his eyes well up with tears.

Chu Chu, "Fellow Shuhang, why don't we try to remove the curse spell from your body first?" She saw new wounds constantly appearing on Song Shuhang's body, with blood gushing out in a hefty manner, and it looked very painful.

Song Shuhang swallowed the Dao Harmony Pill, Star-5 Edition in one gulp, then gritted his teeth. "Miss Chu Chu, knock me out! Perhaps only this way can I stop selling my blood!"

He refused to believe that if he fainted, the 'Appraisal Technique' would still be activated.

"Alright!" Chu Chu flashed and teleported behind him. Then, she pointed a finger.

Song Shuhang voluntarily gave up all resistance.

Chu Chu placed her finger on the back of his neck, channeling her inner energy.

The next moment, Song Shuhang collapsed to the ground and promptly passed out.

The Star-5 Dao-Harmony Pill was incredibly effective; Song Shuhang's injuries healed rapidly under its influence.

After he passed out, the 'rune stream' in his eye sockets finally disappeared.

Inducing unconsciousness proved effective.

However... while Song Shuhang was unconscious, 88,888 voices in his mind began to recite things that were completely incomprehensible.

These 88,888 voices will not stop until Song Shuhang has fully mastered this 'inherited Dao technique'!

Chu Chu carried the unconscious Song Shuhang and dragged him to a corner of the Daoist temple.

Looking at the blood-stained Shuhang, she sighed inwardly.

The Underground City of 'Time City' was more troublesome than she had imagined.

Besides the space created by the 108 Bronze Men Formation, there was also a strange, curse-like attack.

She and Song Shuhang wanted to explore the Underground City and find an exit; it was a long and arduous task.

Let's rest in this Daoist temple space for a while.

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Jadewater Pavilion, Guest Hall.

Li Yinzhu opened her eyes and woke up from her deep sleep.

"It's so cold," she murmured. The room was filled with a white, chilly aura, making it feel like an icebox.

These are the cold energies that emanate from her body as she breathes while she sleeps, caused by the coldness within her body.

"Where am I?" Li Yinzhu wondered to herself.

Soon, she saw the golden boy and jade girl standing by the bed.

The boy and girl remained holding the blanket, seemingly wanting to cover her with it. But then, they stopped and froze.

Li Yinzhu couldn't even sense any life force from the golden boy and jade girl. They seemed to be nothing more than two stone sculptures.

Li Yinzhu frowned, jumped off the bed, went to Jade Maiden's side, and patted Jade Maiden's body. Yu Nu's body was cold and hard.

Li Yinzhu tried to increase the force in her hands slightly, but the bodies of the Golden Lad and the Jade Maiden remained motionless, as if connected to the earth.

[Where exactly is this place? What happened? Where are Chu Chu and him?]

"It's so cold." Li Yinzhu hugged her robes tightly, ignored the golden boy and jade girl, and got up to leave the guest hall.

When Li Yinzhu walked out of the Guest Hall, she saw that the whole world had stopped and remained still.

The disciples of the Jadewater Pavilion walking about, the birds flying in the sky, the spirit beasts on the ground, the leaves, the waves—everything was still.

"Time stopped?" Li Yinzhu asked in confusion.

She wandered around the outside of the Jadewater Pavilion for a while, and without exception, everything was still, and the entire Jadewater Pavilion was deathly silent.

Li Yinzhu began searching for Chu Chu and Song Shuhang.

However, she searched most of the Jadewater Pavilion but couldn't find any trace of the two.

Li Yinzhu felt a little flustered. Her small hands unconsciously reached out and grasped at the air, as if trying to grab onto something.

"Don't panic, don't panic. I can sense that he's right here." Li Yinzhu wiped her eyes and finally walked towards the tallest building in the Jadewater Pavilion.

That is the Cloud Pavilion, the place where Pavilion Master Chu sleeps.

The Cloud Pavilion was surrounded by various defenses and traps. The glowing jellyfish, having gained the complete trust of Pavilion Master Chu, could move freely within these defenses and restrictions.

But Li Yinzhu didn't have that kind of authority.

The moment she stepped into the outer perimeter of the Cloud Pavilion, she triggered an alarm-type restriction.

Deep within the Cloud Pavilion, the eyelashes of the sleeping Pavilion Master Chu fluttered slightly...

As Pavilion Master Chu was awakened by the alarm, the entire 'Jadewater Pavilion' was deactivated from its time-stopped state and began to slowly resume operation.

The river began to flow slowly again, and birds in the sky flapped their wings.

The disciples in the Jadewater Pavilion also resumed their cultivation.

The Jadewater Pavilion slowly regained its vitality.

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On the other side, in a region near the moon, a hollowed-out meteorite floats in the void.

Inside the meteorite, an elderly man with white hair stood up, concluding his meditation practice for the day.

"Hasn't he arrived yet? What is that young friend Song doing?" The white-haired old man reached out and took out a large-screen mobile phone, swiped the screen, and opened the photo gallery.

There is a photo of 'Song Shuhang' in the photo library.

The old man was a rogue cultivator, known by the Daoist name "Crying Old Man," and was a powerful Fifth-Grade Spirit Emperor.

He cultivates a strange and wondrous ancient martial art called the "Heaven's Weeping Canon".

This "Heaven's Weeping Canon" is said to be a miraculous skill that can immerse both the cultivator and their enemies in an inescapable state of grief.

When the Crying Old Man was young, he entered a ruin related to the "Jadewater Pavilion" and obtained this "Heaven's Weeping Canon".

With the help of this precious manual, he steadily rose to become a powerful Fifth-Grade Spirit Emperor.

Looking at the photo of 'Song Shuhang' in the photo library, for some reason, Crying Old Man sadness welling up inside me, and I couldn't help but shed tears of sorrow.

"Waaaaah~~" The Crying Old Man into tears, his sobs growing more and more heartbreaking.

If someone unaware of the truth saw this scene, they might think that the white-haired old man was wailing at a funeral.

"Young friend Song, where are you? It's been several days! If you don't come out soon, how am I supposed to explain this to Senior White?" The Crying Old Man wiped away tears from the corners of his eyes, which were now red and swollen.

More than five hundred years ago, the Crying Old Man owed Venerable White a great favor. Just like the True Lord White Crane, the Crying Old Man has been looking for an opportunity to repay Venerable White.

Not long ago, the Crying Old Man learned through his own unique channels that Venerable White wanted to send a young junior into space and planned to arrange some trials for that junior in space.

The Crying Old Man immediately realized that his chance to repay Venerable White had arrived!

So he seized the opportunity, took the initiative to contact Venerable White, and accepted the task of setting up a 'trial' in space to welcome the young junior, Song Xiaoyou.

The Venerable White granted his request and sent the Crying Old Man a photo of Song Shuhang, as well as a Talisman Treasure that could pinpoint Song Shuhang's location.

So the Crying Old Man prepared a wonderful training ground near the moon.

Everything is ready; we're just waiting for our young friend Song Shuhang to arrive so we can enjoy this exciting and challenging trial.

But.

My friend Song Shuhang, however, has yet to appear.

Later, the Crying Old Man learned that Song Shuhang had gone to explore the Ancient Tomb with the 'Venerable Seven Cultivations' a few days earlier. But judging by the time, Song Shuhang should have returned by now, right?

"Waaah, never mind, I'll just go find my friend Song Shuhang myself. Although that would reduce the fun of the 'Trial Grounds' considerably," the Crying Old Man said, wiping away his tears.

He possesses Talisman Treasure that can pinpoint Song Shuhang's location. Find him and bring him to us.