Trap-Attracted Guests!

With enough money as motivation, coupled with cultivators' methods to enhance their energy, and members sent by Venerable Spirit Butterfly to infiltrate the film crew... one can imagine how efficient the film crew will be when shooting begins!

At that time, this film crew will be like a giant rolling mill, crushing all the difficulties in its path!

Perhaps in just a few days, we can film the movie that Song Shuhang needs!

It's a pity the crew won't arrive until tomorrow... If only they could arrive earlier and start filming sooner.

"We mustn't be impatient," Venerable Spirit Butterfly said, taking a sip of tea.

My daughter Soft Feather, still needs some time to prepare for her Heavenly Tribulation. That's more than enough time for my friend Song Shuhang to finish his movie.

His lovely daughter won't need to appear on the movie screen in a flamboyant way—as compensation, he will personally take her to see the movie.

And so... that world-class film crew, who were shooting on location at Ox Summit Mountain in Wenzhou City, Song Shuhang's hometown, packed up their equipment that very day and rushed off to the Jiangnan Region, lured by the Venerable Spirit Butterfly's massive financial offensive and the various methods employed by the cultivators.

Accompanying the film crew was a Foreign Monk had infiltrated the crew.

Nine o'clock in the evening.

Song Shuhang finished his cultivation for the day. Under the guidance of Venerable White, he had mastered the basics of the third level of the Thirty-Three Beasts Innate Unity Qi Technique.

Next, one must further master the third level of the <Thirty-Three Beasts Innate Unity Qi Technique>, accumulate the True Liquid in the sea of true qi within the body, and attempt to break through the first meridian, the 'Starlight Meridian'.

After bidding farewell to Venerable White, Song Shuhang returned to his room to rest for the night.

On his way back to his room, Shuhang passed by Master Cloud-Swallowing's room and found it brightly lit, with the sounds of an heated debate emanating from within.

Besides Master Cloud-Swallowing's voice, there was another voice... which seemed to be the voice of his close friend Gao Moumou.

Wasn't Gao Moumou completely drunk and sleeping in his room? When did he get up and come to Master Cloud-Swallowing's room? Was he sleepwalking?

No, no, Song Shuhang stopped at the door and listened for a while. He quickly realized that Master Cloud-Swallowing and Gao Moumou were actually discussing the script of a movie.

It seems that Gao Moumou and the master had a very pleasant conversation.

Gao Moumou has become completely immersed in this movie story.

Congratulations!

Song Shuhang did not disturb his close friend and the master, and quietly left to go back to his room to rest.

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In the early hours of August 11th, when all was quiet.

Only in Master Cloud-Swallowing's room could one hear Gao Moumou and the master talking. Neither of them had rested and were full of energy. It seemed they were going to stay up all night.

Song Shuhang struggled to get out of bed, rubbing his temples and forcing a bitter smile.

It wasn't Gao Moumou and his group's discussion that bothered him.

--Song Shuhang now completely unable to sleep. The spiritual energy between his eyebrows is becoming increasingly silvery and bright, which is a symbol of his spiritual energy advancing from the Third-Grade to the Fourth-Grade.

Despite the physical improvements Song Shuhang had painstakingly made, he still couldn't withstand the ever-growing mental energy. Every now and then, when the mental energy surged, it felt like a small hammer slamming into his forehead.

Song Shuhang, who was already feeling sleepy, was woken up by the knocking. In fact, he hadn't been able to get a good night's sleep for several days.

"I need to capture the 'Dragon Demon' quickly and get the Dragon Demon Potion," Song Shuhang thought to himself. If he didn't concoct the Dragon Demon Potion soon, the inability to sleep alone would drive him crazy.

He's only at the Third-Grade Realm now, so he can't work without sleep and rest.

Suffering from insomnia and a headache, Song Shuhang rubbed his temples and went to the balcony of Yu Jiaojiao's villa.

At that moment, he noticed a figure on the villa's balcony, Cloud-Swallowing smoke while holding a long pipe.

He was the red-faced Lay Buddhist Xian Gong.

Sensing Song Shuhang's arrival, Lay Buddhist Xian Gong turned around and looked at Song Shuhang, who was rubbing his temples. "Young friend Shuhang, can't sleep either?"

"Mmm." Song Shuhang nodded.

"I feel the same way. My mental strength is far greater than my physical strength. Every now and then, I feel like someone is punching my head, making it impossible for me to rest properly," Lay Buddhist Xian Gong, exhaling a puff of white mist with a sorrowful expression.

"I feel like every now and then, a little hammer is hitting me on the head," Song Shuhang.

The two looked at each other and smiled, sharing a similar plight.

"Would you like a smoke?" Lay Buddhist Xian Gong shook his long pipe. "If you'd like, I have a spare pipe here, one that hasn't been used yet."

"Thank you, senior, but I don't smoke." Song Shuhang smiled and waved his hand.

"Then I won't give you the chance to waste my precious tobacco." Lay Buddhist Xian Gong laughed heartily and continued to Cloud-Swallowing.

A moment later, Lay Buddhist Xian Gong said, "The trap has been set; we will surely catch it when the time comes!"

Song Shuhang replied cooperatively, "We'll definitely get a good night's sleep then."

"Hmm, a good night's sleep. Although sleep doesn't mean much to me now... I haven't had a proper night's sleep in nearly thirty years. Moreover, even my mental energy is affected during secluded cultivation. I've had enough." Lay Buddhist Xian Gong sighed, then said, "I've activated your aura within the formation, young friend. Let's see if we can gain anything from this!"

"We will succeed!" Song Shuhang.

"We will succeed!" Lay Buddhist Xian Gong said just as firmly.

The two smiled at each other again, their eyes filled with longing for a bright future.

Just then, a voice came from over. "Young friend Shuhang, Xian Gong, what are you two doing? Your laughter is so strange."

It was the voice of Venerable White.

Song Shuhang looked up in the direction of the sound and saw that Senior White was sitting cross-legged on the rooftop platform of the villa, holding a bamboo teacup in his hands, with steam rising slowly from it.

Next to Senior White, there was a small tea table with some snacks, fruit, and a pot of boiling tea on it.

The soft Moonlight bathed him, making Senior White appear like an immortal banished from the mortal realm.

"We were discussing how to capture it, um..." Song Shuhang was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly remembered what Lay Buddhist Xian Gong had discussed with him: if they captured the Dragon Demon, they would create a 'Dragon-Tail Shadow Escape' as a surprise for Venerable White.

This was a surprise for Venerable White.

Thinking of this, Song Shuhang gave Senior White a mysterious smile, "It's a secret, Senior White."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Song Shuhang felt something was wrong—why was there any reason to hide the matter of the Dragon Demon from Senior White? When the Dragon Demon appeared, Venerable White would naturally find out.

The only thing he needed to keep secret from Venerable White was the matter of making a 'Dragon-Tail Shadow Escape' for Senior White.

So, Shuhang coughed and was about to explain the matter of the 'Dragon Demon' to Venerable White.

"A secret? Alright, then I won't ask any further." Venerable White chuckled, continuing to hold his teacup and taking a small sip.

That's awkward.

Alright, since the Venerable White will be able to see the Dragon Demon when it appears, let's talk about it then.

"Young friend Shuhang, fellow Xian Gong, are you having trouble sleeping? Would you like to come over and have a cup of tea?" Venerable White invited.

"Alright." Song Shuhang leaped lightly, using the <Gentleman Travels Ten Thousand Miles> movement technique, scaling walls and leaping lightly like a swallow, landing beside Venerable White.

Then, without any hesitation, he sat down, grabbed a large apple, and began to take a big bite. Compared to Lay Buddhist Xian Gong's pipe, Senior White's fruit, food, and tea were indeed more suitable for him.

Lay Buddhist Xian Gong was in the distance, chuckled dryly. He stubbed out his pipe and, steeling himself, followed Song Shuhang to the side of Venerable White.

Venerable White moved gently, pouring a cup of tea for Shuhang and Lay Buddhist Xian Gong, and placing it lightly on the tea table.

Then, the Venerable picked up his teacup again, gently blew on the steam, took a small sip of tea, and looked completely satisfied.

Song Shuhang took the cup from the coffee table, blew on it with the same practiced ease, and took a small sip.

The Venerable White's tea was not the Spirit-Vein Jade Tea, but it was still a type of spiritual tea. Song Shuhang only felt the aroma of the tea bloom in his mouth.

"He's come back to life!" Song Shuhang exclaimed.

Lay Buddhist Xian Gong also reached out, preparing to take the teacup.

But suddenly, Lay Buddhist Xian Gong's hands froze.

A look of joy appeared on his face.

"Something has arrived!" said Lay Buddhist Xian Gong.

"Has the target arrived?" Song Shuhang asked in return.

"I'm not sure, but this thing is coming because of your aura, young friend. Even if it's not the target, it's definitely closely related to it," said Lay Buddhist Xian Gong.

After saying this, Lay Buddhist Xian Gong leaped into the air and jumped towards the back of the villa.

Behind Jiaojiao Villa, a group of seven figures were approaching the trap set by Lay Buddhist Xian Gong.

"That's right, I can sense that aura now."

"That scent is stained with the blood and resentment of our comrades."

"He must be given the cruelest punishment!"

"Anyone stained with the blood of my race is the common enemy of all the Sea Urchin Warrior in the world. They cannot escape; their fate is to be utterly annihilated by us. The mighty Sea Urchin Warrior show no mercy!"

"Not only him, but also his family, and everyone connected to them, will be destined to die at the hands of our Sea Urchin Warrior!"

"However, if he kneels down and begs for mercy, allowing us to cut off his head, then we, the Sea Urchin Warrior, can spare the lives of his family!"

The seven figures were constantly exchanging information.

In their conversations, phrases like "I'll kill your whole family, kill all your relatives and friends, and cut off my own head to apologize" appeared most frequently.

Soon, seven figures approached the vicinity of the trap.

Bathed in Moonlight, the seven figures were all dressed in black, their heads covered by masks that only revealed their eyes. Numerous black spikes protruded from their hoods, and their bodies were also covered in black spikes, making them resemble hedgehogs.

Sea Urchin Warrior, fearless!

Anyone who offends the Sea Urchin Warrior, no matter how far apart they are, shall be punished!