Bookworm, Something Terrible Has Happened-I'm Already Dead!

Seeing the smile of this [Senior White], Song Shuhang felt a little weak all over.

--This [Senior White] is also affected by the phrase 'Little White, until your hair reaches your waist'! What exactly is his relationship with the Venerable White he knows?

The next moment, Song Shuhang lost consciousness.

He didn't know how much time had passed before Song Shuhang groggily opened his eyes.

Just a moment ago, he felt like he had experienced something terrifying... but he couldn't remember what it was at all.

But subconsciously, he felt that what he had experienced was 100% terrifying—it was estimated that even if all the tortures of the 'Eighteen-Layer Hell' were combined and used on him, it would still be more terrifying than what he had just experienced.

[Judging from the reaction just now, even if this 'Senior White' in the dream isn't the real Venerable White, he must be related to Venerable White.]

But shouldn't I be awake from this dream by now?

Song Shuhang sat up, preparing to get out of bed.

But the next moment, he found himself... still in that dark space. Not far from him, the [Senior White] sat cross-legged, a black sword lying across his knees, his fingers gently tapping the blade.

Huh? Still not out of the dream?

Song Shuhang chuckled dryly and said, "Hahaha, Senior White, what just happened?"

"Hehe." The [Senior White] in front of him didn't speak, but just smiled faintly.

But the more this happened, the more uneasy Song Shuhang felt.

The atmosphere became tense.

After a long silence, the [Senior White] in front of him spoke up, "What kind of person is this 'Senior White' you know?"

Song Shuhang: "Hahaha, what are you saying Senior White?"

"You should have guessed it by now, I'm not the same person as the 'Senior White' you know." The [Senior White] in front of him said slowly—he could guess this just by looking at Song Shuhang's expression.

That's awkward.

At this moment, the [Senior White] in front of us continued, "My name is Bai, I don't have a surname, just the character 'Bai'."

Like Venerable White, he has only the given name 'Bai' and no surname.

After thinking for a moment, Song Shuhang said, "My name is Song Shuhang, and my Daoist name... I have many Daoist names, I'll tell you when I have the chance." -- Originally, he didn't want to reveal his real name, because according to various novels, revealing one's name in a nightmare is a terrifying thing.

The problem is, this [Senior White] already knows his name. So, he can only hope that the other party has some integrity and doesn't use any magic to create a 'straw doll' to curse him.

After the conversation ended, the two fell silent again.

However, at this moment, the [Senior White] in front of him smiled and became incredibly charming. He gently tapped the black longsword in his hand, and the sound of the tapping 'ding ding ding' reached Song Shuhang's ears.

After a moment, [Senior White] said softly, "Then, young friend Shuhang, can you tell me what kind of person this 'Senior White' you know is?"

Song Shuhang replied, "What do you want to do by asking about Senior White?"

"I think I need to know something about him as a person, what do you think?" [Senior White] said softly, his voice carrying a kind of magic that made those who heard it unconsciously follow his words and speak their innermost thoughts, just like hypnosis.

Unfortunately, this ability of [Senior White] did not work on Song Shuhang.

"Impossible! I would never betray Senior White!" Song Shuhang refused outright. The other party looked so much like Venerable White and wanted to learn about Venerable White through him; this was definitely not a good intention.

How could he possibly betray Venerable White?

[Senior White]'s lips twitched—this guy, he's immune? Unaffected by him?

"Unless you tell me your identity first, and what your relationship is with Senior White, then I'll consider whether to tell you about Senior White." At this moment, Song Shuhang spoke up again.

The [Senior White] opposite him chuckled lightly, "It's best if you don't know my identity. Otherwise, it will bring you endless trouble, or even your life."

"Then there's nothing more to discuss between us." Song Shuhang shrugged – what a pity, he hadn't managed to extract the true identity of this [Senior White].

There's no other way. Once he wakes up from the nightmare, he must tell Venerable White about what happened in the dream so that Venerable White can be on guard.

Both sides fell silent again, and the atmosphere grew increasingly awkward.

"Fine, I'll see you off. Anyway, I'll find out what I want to know eventually." The [Senior White] opposite him said helplessly, "Also, don't tell your Senior White about me, understand?"

Song Shuhang's lips curled up. "Hehe."

"You bastard, get out of here." With a wave of his hand, [Senior White] on the other side swept Song Shuhang away from the 'dream'.

And this [Senior White] also left the dream.

In the Netherworld, the black-clad 'Venerable White' pondered—he was restricted and unable to step out of the Netherworld. But he could send some demons from the Netherworld to secretly infiltrate Earth and China, and then gradually gather information about the cultivator who resembled him.

"They even know about my dark past..." the Black Venerable White said softly.

Could it really be my 'descendant'?

Or perhaps... it was a backup plan left by 'himself'?

He vaguely sensed that whether one was a cultivator or any other type of cultivator, the Heavenly Dao to supremacy after Ninth Grade, attaining Immortality, and becoming the 'New Heavenly Dao' was not as wonderful as he had imagined.

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After emerging from the dream, Song Shuhang did not wake up immediately and remained asleep.

However, he slept soundly through the night without any dreams, until dawn. Even the pain from the hammer striking his head due to his "excessive mental power" couldn't interrupt Song Shuhang's sleep.

He slept so well that he felt refreshed and relaxed when he Song Shuhang up.

When Shuhang opened his eyes, he saw the ceiling—it seemed that after he passed out drunk, he had been moved to a rest room.

Also, I wonder how Senior Three Waves is doing?

In his drunken stupor yesterday, Shuhang vaguely felt that he had carried Senior Three Waves to his cremation. After that... he had no recollection whatsoever. He wondered if Senior Three Waves was still alright.

As he was pondering this, Shuhang felt a slight numbness in his legs.

He sat up and saw a figure sitting on the edge of the bed, her arms pressing down on Shuhang's legs.

The figure wore a light purple dress and had long, brownish hair carefully braided. At this moment, she was silently weeping, crying so sadly that tears streamed down her face.

The Shuhang was soaked with her tears, which even seeped through the sheet and dripped onto Song Shuhang's legs.

Seemingly sensing Song Shuhang waking up, she raised her head, revealing eyes red from crying. She was a beautiful young woman, as Chu Chu as a hyacinth.

"Ye... Senior Sister Ye Si?" Song Shuhang exclaimed in surprise—the girl before him was none other than Ye Si, the Tears of Healing of the Jadewater Pavilion.

Yesterday, I heard Senior Su Clan’s Seven mention that he brought Doudou and the 'Copper Trigram Immortal Master' back to China, along with a little tagalong— Ye Si.

Senior Su Clan’s Seven is back so soon?

"Waaaaah..." Ye Si looked up at Song Shuhang, and then tears streamed down her face again.

"Ye Si, what happened this time that made you cry?" Song Shuhang laughed. "It wasn't me, was it? I'm fine. I just drank a little too much yesterday and passed out."

"Waaaaah, that's not the problem." Ye Si wiped away her tears forcefully, then said, "Shuhang, waaaaah~~ Something terrible has happened~~ Waaaaah~~ I've discovered that I'm dead!"

Song Shuhang: "Huh?"

The fact that Senior Sister Ye Si was dead and later conceived by a Spirit Ghost must have been kept from her by Pavilion Master Chu, right? How did she suddenly find out about this?

"Did Pavilion Master Chu tell you that?" Song Shuhang asked softly.

"No." Ye Si shook her head, sobbing as she explained, "When I arrived at the 'Jadewater Pavilion' on the ground, I suddenly awakened many memories. Among them was the memory of being killed."

"The Jadewater Pavilion on the ground?" Song Shuhang looked down at the ground. Could it be... that Venerable White's 'Vacation Manor' is the Jadewater Pavilion? Could it be such a coincidence?

Song Shuhang had also entered the space 'Jadewater Pavilion', but he simply couldn't connect Venerable White's 'Vacation Manor' with the 'Jadewater Pavilion' in space.

But thinking about it carefully, it makes sense... When Venerable White discovered this 'Vacation Manor', it was a ruin.

Everything here today was rebuilt by Venerable White on the site. Although the layout of the rebuilt 'Vacation Manor' is largely consistent with the original 'Jadewater Pavilion', the architectural style, plants, rivers, and formations are quite different from the original 'Jadewater Pavilion'.

It's like demolishing an old house and rebuilding it; the foundation remains the same, but the buildings on top are completely different.

It's normal that Song Shuhang didn't recognize it immediately.

"Yes, we are now... on the original site of the Jadewater Pavilion. Although the appearance has changed a lot, this land is definitely the Jadewater Pavilion. As soon as I approached it, I resonated with it. Then, many, many of my memories returned." Senior Sister Ye Si sobbed.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Is this really such a coincidence?

"Shuhang, what should we do, what should we do? I died a long, long time ago. Am I a dead person now? Am I just a soul that can't be released?" Senior Sister Ye Si raised her head and looked pitifully at Song Shuhang.

"Ye Si, has your memory only recovered to the scene of being killed?" Song Shuhang asked gently.

Ye Si nodded. "Mm."

Then, her eyes suddenly lit up. "Shuhang... do you know something?"

"Ye Si, you are not a soul," Song Shuhang stated definitively.

Senior Sister Ye Si: "Then what am I?"