Three Lives Global Express, Worthy of Your Possession

Just then, a ripple spread out in the void, vaguely revealing the outline of a small Immortal Ark.

Clearly, the culprit that knocked Daoist Horizon flying was this Immortal Ark!

As the Immortal Ark began to take shape, a faint fragrance wafted through the air.

While Gao Moumou was still in a state of confusion, he smelled the fragrance, rubbed his eyes, sat down on the spot, leaned against the big tree, and fell into a sweet sleep.

"Is it a hypnotic gas?" Yu Jiaojiao asked.

However, this gas seems to only be effective on ordinary people, while cultivators who have practiced can automatically neutralize it with their internal Blood Qi, true qi, or spiritual power.

This is likely to prevent ordinary people from seeing the automatic emergency measures of the Immortal Ark, similar to a car's airbag, which automatically deploys.

After Gao Moumou lost consciousness, the gate to the Immortal Ark opened, and a young man anxiously crawled out of the Immortal Ark.

The boy ran quickly towards the Daoist Horizon who had been knocked away, simultaneously pulling out pills from his robes. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Senior, are you alright? I didn't mean to!"

Daoist Horizon rubbed his lower back and got up from the ground. The sudden impact, though not fatal, was certainly painful!

Damn it, which crazy driver doesn't watch their step?!

What hit him wasn't an ordinary car, but Immortal Ark. And judging by its model, it was a high-speed model capable of traversing the universe; its sharp horns could even break apart or shatter Immortal Ark.

The blow hit his waist, scraping the skin off his back. Luckily, he was Fifth-Grade Spirit Emperor, and his Golden Core spiritual energy protected him, preventing any injury to his bones or muscles.

"Senior, are you alright? Are you alright?" The young man ran to Daoist Horizon's side, extremely anxious. As he spoke, he quickly pulled out all sorts of pills from his robes, some for treating external injuries, some for treating internal injuries, some for restoring physical strength, some for restoring spiritual energy, and so on.

Seeing the young man's anxious expression, Horizon's anger subsided slightly. "Don't worry, this Old Daoist isn't that fragile. But, you were far too careless piloting the Immortal Ark!"

"I'm so sorry, senior. It was very strange just now. I was controlling the Immortal Ark very steadily the whole time, but just as we were about to land, the Immortal Ark was suddenly interfered with and malfunctioned. Then, it became completely unable to stop, and couldn't even adjust its direction, so it crashed into you, senior." The young man explained, while holding out various pills and asking, "Senior, would you like to pick some and eat them?"

The boy didn't mention something else: as he was about to land, the 'escort package' being transported inside the Immortal Ark suddenly resonated with something on the ground. That resonance was the main reason why his Immortal Ark malfunctioned.

Horizon: "..."

Can you just take medicine anywhere? Why take medicine if you're not sick?!

"Old Daoist really alright, alright, I guess Old Daoist had bad luck today. Young friend, you'd better check your Immortal Ark again. If it hadn't Old Daoist that crashed into, but someone else nearby, someone would have died," Daoist Horizon sighed.

Whether it was Gao Moumou, an ordinary person standing nearby, or Song Shuhang, Second-Grade Cultivator not far away, being hit head-on by this small Immortal Ark, which was powerful enough to smash a meteorite, would have resulted in certain death.

If someone dies, things will be difficult to explain. Especially that young fellow Daoist, who is backed by Venerable White, Venerable anger is not so easily appeased.

"Luckily, it was a senior I bumped into... I mean, luckily your skill is so profound! I'll go check the Immortal Ark right away, and I'll also report the problem to headquarters. This kind of thing absolutely cannot happen again; it's too dangerous," the young man said quickly.

Horizon: "..."

"By the way, may I ask your name, senior?" the young man said, handing over a business card. "I am a four-star disciple of 'Three Lives Global Express,' and my name is Ling Duzi."

Horizon accepted the business card, which contained the young man 'Ling Duzi's' contact information and two tear-stained marks that represented his personal identity. Every official disciple of Three Lives Global Express possesses their own unique mark. These tear-stained marks were Ling Duzi's mark.

[Three Lives Global Express?] Song Shuhang was slightly surprised when he heard this—because he had just arrived at the Jiangnan Region branch of Three Lives Global Express that morning to complete the procedures for retrieving the goods. So quickly, they'd already delivered the goods?

It only took a little over two hours, right? That's incredibly efficient.

Moreover, didn't that woman in the cheongsam at the Jiangnan Region branch of Three Lives Global Express say that the package needed to be delivered within two days?

Or perhaps... he was just a passing employee of Three Lives Global Express who happened to fall in because of the Immortal Ark?

That seems more likely.

"Old Daoist Horizon, young friend, there's no need to be so concerned. Old Daoist 'm really fine. Please put the medicine away. Don't be so reckless again," Horizon said with a sigh after accepting the business card. Seeing the young Ling Du Zi's panicked appearance, he couldn't bring himself to blame him further.

"Thank you, Daoist Horizon, thank you so much. I will definitely pay you a visit in a few days to apologize for what happened today!" Ling Duzi kept thanking him, but suddenly he seemed to think of something and subconsciously said, "The Transmission Maniac!"

Horizon's face immediately darkened.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, senior. What I mean is, um... passing on your skills is great, it's wonderful! Passing on your skills is the best thing ever, so, senior, you're wonderful too." Ling Duzi really wanted to slap himself; now he'd have another reason to apologize in person.

Horizon sighed softly—"My heart is so tired, I really want to find a place to heal."

Seeing this scene, Song Shuhang felt like his funny bone was being constantly tickled, and he really wanted to laugh.

Finally, Ling Duzi ended her apologetic mode and remembered her job responsibilities.

He turned around and went to Song Shuhang's side.

"Excuse me, are you Fellow Song Shuhang?" Ling Duzi asked.

"Yes, that's me." Song Shuhang nodded and said—it really was someone delivering his goods; such efficiency!

Ling Duzi took out a folder and checked the information according to the procedure, saying, "I am Ling Duzi from Three Lives Global Express. Shuhang applied to pick up a shipment this morning at the Jiangnan Region and has already paid the storage fee, right?"

"Yes," Song Shuhang nodded.

Ling Duzi continued, "Fellow Daoist Song, could you please show me that Golden Chain that serves as proof?"

Song Shuhang took out Golden Chain and handed it to Ling Duzi.

However, Ling Duzi did not take the chain. He simply scanned it with a small magical artifact to confirm its authenticity, and then nodded.

"Wait a moment, I'll return the goods to you." With that, Ling Duzi jogged back to his Immortal Ark and carried out a box about one cubic meter in size.

Such a big box? What kind of gift could it be?

Song Shuhang's greatest wish was to open the box and find it full of Spirit Stone, preferably all of Ninth Grade. But this was something he could only fantasize about; it was impossible in reality.

"This is the cargo entrusted to us by Elder Bamboo Pipe of the Thirty-Three Beast God Sect back then, and it has now been returned intact. Also, please let me stamp my seal to confirm that I have received the goods." Ling Duzi handed over a crystal plate.

"How do you do it? With your fingers or your whole hand?" Song Shuhang asked curiously.

"Please place your entire hand on the crystal plate, Fellow Daoist Song, and slightly channel a little true energy to leave a mark," Ling Duzi explained with a smile.

Following Ling Duzi's instructions, Song Shuhang placed his hand on the crystal plate and activated his internal energy.

He activated the <Thirty-Three Beasts Divine Innate Unity Qi Technique> within his body, and the faint roar of a giant whale could be heard. His true energy remained in the crystal plate, leaving behind his unique mark.

"Then, Fellow Daoist Song, my mission is complete. I wish you a pleasant life!" Ling Duzi put away the crystal plate.

Then, he also took out a business card and handed it to Shuhang: "By the way, Fellow Daoist Song, if you have any packages to deliver to space, you can contact me directly. However, December is my vacation month. If you contact me in December, I can only take on some private jobs. For private jobs, the delivery distance can't be very far, but the price will be very reasonable."

During disciples' leave of absence, Three Lives Global Express allows them to take on private jobs. However, Three Lives Global Express doesn't offer the same level of guarantee regarding safety and reputation for private jobs.

However, side jobs are affordable, and they can transport anything that isn't too dangerous, so they have become a way for the disciples of Three Lives Global Express to earn extra money.

"I understand, thank you. I'll definitely contact you if I need anything." Song Shuhang put the business card away.

This business card is exquisitely crafted. The two watermarks on it are clearly 'tear stains,' which feels quite strange. It must be the result of some kind of small formation.

He probably doesn't have anything to send into space anytime soon. This business card shouldn't be needed for now.

Meanwhile, in his Inch-Shrinking Bag lay another strange business card—the card of that dreadful 'Cultivators’ Wage-Claiming Team.' [Wage demand? We're the professionals.]

Shuhang felt he needed to keep the "Cultivators’ Wage-Claiming Team" business card safe, preferably out of sight of anyone... Otherwise, what if one day he borrowed too many Spirit Stones from Venerable White and couldn't repay them immediately? And what if Venerable White saw the business card and suddenly had the idea to hire the Cultivators’ Wage-Claiming Team?

Of course, Venerable White wouldn't do something so cruel; he was just using it as an example!

Just as he was pondering this, Shuhang reached out and supported the box containing the goods.

At that moment, the Golden Chain on his hand and the items in the cargo box resonated with each other.

The Golden Chain trembled slightly, and a golden radiance appeared on it.

Song Shuhang immediately felt relieved.

It will resonate with the Golden Chain, so it shouldn't be something like a teddy bear toy!