699. Try This-Is This Really 'Venerable White'?

"Young friend Song Shuhang is simply incomprehensible in his drunken state." Mad Saber Three Waves secretly wiped away a cold sweat. Luckily, young friend Song Shuhang was drunk, otherwise he might have really been 'cremated' by young friend Song Shuhang.

I only meant to tease my young friend Song, but I almost got myself into trouble.

As he was pondering, True Lord Dustfall came to Mad Saber Three Waves's side, squatted down and helped him up. "Are you alright, Fellow Three Waves?"

"I almost died," Mad Saber Three Waves exclaimed.

"It's good that you're not dead, otherwise I wouldn't know who to give this to." True Lord Dustfall chuckled, then handed a long bill to Mad Saber Three Waves.

"What is this thing?" Mad Saber Three Waves asked.

True Lord Dustfall: "The treatment fee quoted by Medicine Master is yours, Brother Three Waves."

Mad Saber Three Waves: "Huh?" After messing with him for so long, he still wants to charge him for medical expenses? What kind of dream is this idiot Medicine Master having? Believe me, when he, Mad Blade Three Waves, goes berserk, he'll let that idiot Medicine Master taste the flavor of 'Mad Blade'!

True Lord Dustfall: "Brother Three Waves, it would be better if you looked at the bill before you spoke."

Mad Saber Three Waves blinked in confusion. He opened the bill and read it from beginning to end—the bill contained many precious medicinal formulas, each with transformative effects.

There are nearly two hundred kinds of medicinal herbs in total, each of which is very precious. Even with Mad Saber Three Waves's wealth, it would be extremely painful to spend them.

However, at the end of the bill, the payer was listed as Skylark of the Mysterious Maiden Sect.

Upon seeing the name Skylark of the Mysterious Maiden Sect, Mad Saber Three Waves was completely distraught.

He recalled the terrifying experience from many years ago, when he was tormented for a year and four months by a 'senior' who was as dazzling and beautiful as the Bright Moon in the Night Sky.

That's right, that beautiful senior is named 'Yun Skylark of the Mysterious Maiden Sect'. Her cultivation level is at the peak of the Seventh-Grade Spirit Venerable, just a step away from the Eighth-Grade 'Profound Sage' realm, which is Manifestation Before All. She is a true senior figure, and she exists in the same era as another senior in the group, 'Venerable Seven Cultivations'.

During the Hand Tractor Race, the Dharma King Creation brought a message to Mad Saber Three Waves, saying that Senior Skylark the Mysterious Maiden Sect was planning to visit Mad Saber Three Waves' home again.

At that moment Mad Saber Three Waves's legs went weak.

Unexpectedly, before Senior Skylark even showed up, she had already sent him a great gift.

True Lord Dustfall continued, "Senior Skylark said that Fellow Three Waves's talent 'Berserk Transformation' would cause hidden dangers to your body, so she commissioned Medicine Master to refine a pill a long time ago. This pill is based on Primordial Era formula and is extremely difficult to refine. The Medicine Master only recently completed it... Once you take it, you will shed your skin more than 170 times, which will be like a rebirth for your body, completely eliminating that hidden danger, so that you won't have to worry about this problem when you advance to the Sixth-Grade True Lord."

After the introduction, he exclaimed, "I really envy you, Fellow Three Waves Sanlang, for being chosen by Senior Skylark of the Mysterious Maiden Sect. By the way, Senior Skylark also said that she'll come to visit you in a few days."

Mad Saber Three Waves took a deep breath and looked at his young friend Shuhang —Song Shuhang should he wake up and have him cremate him?

Smoothly drunk, Song Shuhang quickly drifted off to sleep again.

Then, he had a terrifying, bizarre dream.

In his dream, he appeared on the surface of a large lake.

Song Shuhang rubbed his eyes in confusion, his reaction a beat slower due to the alcohol.

Suddenly, a huge whirlpool appeared on the surface of the lake beneath their feet.

At the same time, a strange laugh rang in Song Shuhang's ears.

The laughter seemed to be a collection of countless voices, including those of the elderly, children, men, women, and even strange, sarcastic ones.

[Hehehe, you're mine, you belong to me!]

Your blood!

[Your flesh!]

[Your bones!]

Your hair!

Everything you have is mine!

The voice screamed, and the next moment, the vortex formed a giant puppet hand that grabbed at Song Shuhang.

In the distance, whirlpools formed on the surface of the lake, and from each whirlpool emerged a water golem, closing in on Song Shuhang.

It's that Ancient Ink Sect.

"Again?!" Song Shuhang gritted his teeth, and at the same time... he felt a series of sharp pains in his head, the pain of 'a small hammer hitting his head' caused by excessive mental energy.

Normally, this intense pain would force Song Shuhang to wake up from his dream.

But Song Shuhang was unable to wake up from this bizarre dream.

"Senior White!!" Song Shuhang called out, pleading for Venerable White's help once again.

But this time, the Venerable White did not appear.

Song Shuhang rubbed his head to relieve the throbbing pain.

At the same time, he leaped into the air, using the "Heavenly Movement Is Vigorous" movement technique.

As Heavenly Movement Is Vigorous, a gentleman should constantly strive for self-improvement!

Shuhang's body exploded with power. Just before the giant hand beneath his feet was about to grab him, he stepped on the giant hand of the water puppet and used the <Heavenly Movement Is Vigorous> technique to fly away into the distance.

Unfortunately, he hadn't yet reached the Fourth-Grade Realm; otherwise, he could Blade Flight, making it easier to evade the giant puppet hands.

Just then, the entire surface of the lake began to surge, and countless water golem hands of all sizes reached out to grab Song Shuhang. At a glance, the screen was filled with giant water golem hands, making one's scalp tingle.

How can anyone avoid this?

There wasn't even a place to land; if they couldn't fly, they would only be caught by these puppet hands once they landed.

Song Shuhang subconsciously reached into his robes, trying to pull out the Overlord Shatter Saber. However, in the dream, he didn't have the 'Inch-Shrinking Bag' on him.

Song Shuhang: "Damn it, is this a war with the game's GM? The scene and equipment are all set by them, how are we supposed to fight?"

While he was thinking, Song Shuhang's body was already falling downwards.

Below, countless puppet hands cheered, reaching out hungrily to grab Song Shuhang as he plummeted downwards.

[Land down, land down!]

Join us, become one of us!

Everything you have is ours!

That eerie, amalgamated sound of countless voices rang out once more.

"Pah." Song Shuhang adjusted his body angle and casually raised his right hand slightly.

Within his body, the Xiantian liquid true qi of the <Thirty-Three Beasts Innate Unity Qi Technique> circulated at high speed, and sounds resembling both whale roars and dragon cries emanated from his body.

Immediately afterward, just as his body was about to fall into the lake, he threw a punch.

<Vajra Demon-Subduing Fist> - Part 1, Vajra Descends!

Well, 'Vajra Descends' is a move name that Song Shuhang made up in his head.

As he threw the punch, the 'Merit Light' around Shuhang automatically coordinated with his punch, condensing into a Vajra phantom around him. The Vajra phantom completely enveloped Song Shuhang's body, and the Merit Light shone as brightly as a small sun.

"Since it's a cursed nightmare, then take this punch!" Song Shuhang gritted his teeth and said.

A fist slams down!

The first move of the Vajra Demon-Subduing Fist, combined with Song Shuhang's Merit Light, is powerful enough to destroy a small house with a single punch; it's an excellent fist technique for demolition.

More importantly, this punch has the effect of 'dispelling evil, subduing demons, and breaking curses'.

It's perfect for dealing with this nightmare that's like a 'curse'.

The golden Vajra, formed by golden light, threw a punch along with Song Shuhang.

Boom~~

Before the fist arrived, the wind from it preceded it. With the roar of a whale and the cry of a dragon, the 'puppet hand' beneath Song Shuhang's feet melted rapidly like snowflakes under the scorching sun.

Not only the puppet arm beneath Shuhang, but all the puppet arms on the lake's surface were affected by this punch.

'Zzzzzzz~~'

Black smoke continuously billowed from all the puppet hands. Even the eerie voice that had been echoing in Song Shuhang's ears disappeared at the same time.

After two breaths, the lake returned to calm.

Song Shuhang's body landed on the lake surface, as if he were standing on solid ground, and he stood quietly.

"Is it over?" Song Shuhang wondered to himself.

The puppet arm did not reappear, but the dreamlike scene on the lake remained unbroken.

Last time, the dream shattered thanks to the intervention of the 'Venerable White,' who helped him escape. This time, the Venerable White hasn't appeared. How will he leave this dream?

As he was pondering, the familiar black flying sword in the void once again tore through the air and landed in front of Song Shuhang.

Just like last time, the jet-black flying sword released countless rays of darkness, which instantly swallowed the entire dream.

The dream on the lake shattered, Song Shuhang once again entered that pure black space, where only the jet-black flying sword stood before him.

"Senior White!" Song Shuhang called out.

As he called out, the jet-black flying sword transformed, taking the form of the Venerable White.

Song Shuhang is still unsure whether this 'Venerable White' is real or fake—for now, let's just assume he is 'Venerable White'.

"Why are you here again? It hasn't been long at all?" The Venerable White frowned. This young friend Song was, after all, Third-Grade Cultivator. It was normal for Third-Grade Cultivator to sleep only once every two or three days, right? Why was this little guy sleeping and dreaming again after only a few hours?

Is this guy the type who needs to sleep several times a day?

"Hahaha." Song Shuhang chuckled dryly, "I drank too much just now, I got drunk, and in my hazy state, I fell into that Nightmare curse again."

As he spoke, his eyes darkened slightly—this 'Venerable White' didn't know he was drunk? In other words, this 'Venerable White' was likely an imposter.

Why not verify it? Let's see if he's really Senior White!

So, Song Shuhang sat up straight, his face serious. "Senior White!"

"What is it?" the 'Venerable White' asked, puzzled.

Song Shuhang adjusted his posture and said softly, "Little White... when your hair reaches your waist..."

But before he could finish his lines, the Venerable White in front of him suddenly changed his expression.

Immediately afterwards, Shuhang felt as if he couldn't say a word, as if someone had cast a 'Silencing Spell' on him.

"Hehehehe." The 'Venerable White' in front of him gave a 'kind' smile. A gentle breeze blew, and the Venerable's long black hair fluttered in the wind.

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