Magical Item: Face-Slapping Slipper

Magical Item: Face-Slapping Slipper

"This time, let's try the 'Queen Bee Escape Technique'!" Venerable White formed a Sword Formula. Sword light unfurled, transforming into a golden queen bee that shot into the sky.

'Speeding on flying swords' was one of Venerable White's top hobbies. To fly faster and have more fun, Venerable White had learned countless escape techniques from all kinds of sects and schools. That way, he could happily speed along on his flying sword under all sorts of conditions and restrictions.

Buzz, buzz, buzz~ This time, the flying sword flew even faster.

Song Shuhang and Sixteen's screams rose and fell, continuing without end...

As for Northern River's Loose Cultivator, to preserve his dignity as a 'senior,' he clenched his teeth. Even with his face deathly pale, he refused to let a single scream escape his mouth.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~ After a dozen or so breaths.

"We're here!" Venerable White laughed heartily. He formed a Sword Formula, and the flying sword descended from the sky, landing smoothly in front of White Cloud City.

Venerable White happily completed another ride. In an excellent mood, he said, "We've reached our destination. Everyone, get off the flying sword. I still have to continue taking orders, so I won't accompany you around the store. See you later."

The moment he got off the vehicle—no, the flying sword—Song Shuhang instinctively grabbed a streetlamp. His entire body trembled weakly, and he could not utter a single word.

Su Clan's Sixteen followed. She leaned against the streetlamp together with Song Shuhang, her face deathly pale as her whole body trembled weakly.

Only Senior Northern River retained his composure. He waved toward Venerable White and said, "Thank you, Senior White. Goodbye, Senior White."

"Goodbye. Remember to leave me a five-star rating later," Venerable White said. With