Artifact: Face-Slapping Slipper

"This time, let's try the 'Queen Bee Escape Technique'!" Venerable White made a Sword Formula, and the sword light unfolded, transforming into a golden queen bee that soared into the sky.

'Flying Sword' is one of Venerable White's most popular hobbies. In order to make himself fly faster and more enjoyably, Venerable White has learned many different escape techniques from various schools and sects. This way, he can enjoy flying sword in all kinds of environments and under various restrictions.

Buzz buzz buzz~ The flying sword flew even faster this time.

The screams of Song Shuhang and Sixteen rose and fell, lingering for a long time...

To maintain his dignity as a 'senior,' Northern River's Loose Cultivator gritted his teeth and, even though his face was deathly pale, refused to let a scream escape his lips.

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

"We've arrived!" Venerable White laughed heartily. He made a Sword Formula, and his flying sword descended from the sky, landing smoothly in front of Baiyun Yiyi's shop.

Venerable White happily completed another order, in a good mood. "Destination reached, everyone disembark from your flying swords. I need to continue ordering, so I won't accompany you to browse the shops anymore. See you later!"

As soon as he got out of the car—no, after he flew away with his sword— Song Shuhang grabbed a lamppost by the roadside. He trembled weakly and couldn't utter a single word.

Next was Su Clan’s Sixteen. She and Song Shuhang were leaning against a lamppost, their faces pale and their bodies trembling weakly.

Only Senior Northern River maintained his composure, waving to Venerable White: "Thank you, Senior White. Goodbye, Senior White."

"Goodbye, remember to leave me a five-star review later." With that, Venerable White flew away on his sword again. He wasn't tired of the 'Flying-Sword Taxi App' activity yet, and he wondered how many more people in 'White Cloud City' would be harmed.

[It's a pity that True Lord White Crane didn't come to 'White Cloud City', otherwise it would probably be happy to ride on Venerable White's 'Flying-Sword Taxi App' all day.] Song Shuhang thought to himself.

After Senior White flew away, Northern River's Loose Cultivator patted his slightly weak legs and waved to Song Shuhang and Su Clan’s Sixteen: "Shuhang, Little Sixteen, I'm going to buy props for the film crew now. See you then!"

Before the two could answer, Northern River's Loose Cultivator ran off quickly.

Shuhang and Su Clan’s Sixteen watched with resentful eyes as Northern River's Loose Cultivator walked away.

A full half minute later.

"Are you alright, Shuhang?" Su Clan’s Sixteen's face was still deathly pale, and her body still felt like it hadn't recovered from the 'rapid flashing stimulation', her legs were still trembling.

"It's a little better, but my legs are still weak and I can't stand up. How about you?" Song Shuhang felt that his Height Phobia was about to worsen.

"It will probably take another half minute or so to recover," Su Clan’s Sixteen sighed.

The two looked at each other and smiled bitterly, then continued to tremble as they leaned against the lamppost.

At this moment, near Baiyun Yiyi's shop.

The Blade-Wielding Scholar —no, I should say the 'Jade Sword Scholar' Su Wenqu —was walking out of the bookstore carrying several scrolls of calligraphy.

He emerged from the 'Infinite Make-Up Exam Space' fifty minutes ago and obtained the Confucian Treasure, the 'Fengshan Brush'. So, he stopped by the bookstore to buy some calligraphy practice books, intending to use the 'Fengshan Brush' to practice calligraphy.

As he emerged from the bookstore, he glanced up and spotted a familiar figure under a lamppost not far away—wait, isn't that the fellow Daoist who had participated in reciting the "Sage's Self-Cultivation Ode" with him? He's finally made it out of that space successfully; congratulations!

The scholar Su Wenqu, Blade-Wielding Scholar, was about to go up and greet Song Shuhang.

But after taking a few steps closer, he suddenly felt a pang of anxiety—the young man with no eyebrows and the pretty girl beside him, who wore no makeup but was still beautiful, were leaning against a lamppost, their faces pale and trembling.

Was this... an electric shock??

'White Cloud City' has introduced many inventions from ordinary people, combined with the magic of cultivators, resulting in many cutting-edge technologies.

These lampposts all use electric lighting. Although the chance of getting an electric shock while leaning against a lamppost is very small, it's not impossible.

"Fellow Daoists, don't panic, I'm coming to your rescue!" Su Wenqu quickly threw away the calligraphy scroll in his hand, and at the same time reached into his robes and pulled out a writing brush. Then he waved his hand, and the writing brush swelled up in the wind, turning into a giant brush.

Then, under the questioning gazes of Song Shuhang and Su Clan’s Sixteen, Su Wenqu swept his huge brush across the ground, knocking the poor Song Shuhang and Su Clan’s Sixteen to the ground.

The two, weak and powerless, were unable to dodge in time and were swept away, falling to the ground.

The two men looked up at Su Wenqu, the Blade-Wielding Scholar looked nervous.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Su Clan’s Sixteen: "..."

MDZZ!

"Fellow Daoists, are you alright now? I never expected that the 'lampposts' in our White Cloud City would leak electricity. I will definitely have someone carefully inspect every lamppost later to ensure that this never happens again." Su Wenqu put away the huge calligraphy brush in his hand, then smiled kindly and handed it to Song Shuhang and Su Clan’s Sixteen.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Su Clan’s Sixteen: "..."

Okay, this guy might be a good person by surprise.

"We meet again, Fellow Daoist Su Wenqu... In fact, Sixteen and I were not electrocuted." Song Shuhang reached out and took Su Wenqu's hand, using it to stand up.

No electric shock?

Su Wenqu asked in confusion, "No electrocution? Why are those two so pale and trembling as they lean against the lamppost?"

Su Clan’s Sixteen chimed in, "We were just a little dizzy from the flying swords and felt a bit weak, so we leaned against the lamppost to rest."

She had mustered some strength and stood up on her own, dusting off her clothes.

That's awkward.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry! I thought you two had been electrocuted." When the Blade-Wielding Scholar heard this, his face turned bright red, and he wished there was a crack in the ground he could disappear into!

Seeing the Blade-Wielding Scholar turn red like that, Song Shuhang said, "But anyway, thank you for your kindness, Fellow Daoist Su Wenqu."

I always felt that this Blade-Wielding Scholar was fundamentally at odds with him... Every time he tried to help me, he would unintentionally sabotage me.

For example, today's "Infinite Retake Exam," and the "electrocution" incident just now.

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After regaining some strength, Song Shuhang and Su Clan’s Sixteen bid farewell to the Blade-Wielding Scholar and entered the 'White Clouds' shop.

Sixteen had her eye on a pair of shoes for a while now.

Once inside the store, she quickly found the shoes she had her eye on; the actual product was exactly the same as the one she had seen in the 'shopping guide'.

Satisfied, Su Clan’s Sixteen picked up the shoes and went to the counter.

Su Clan’s Sixteen asked, "Shopkeeper, how much are these shoes?"

The shopkeeper, a female cultivator, glanced at the shoes in Sixteen's hand and replied, "These new shoes with the 'Levitation Technique' are priced at six Grade Third-Grade Spirit Stone. Will you be paying in cash or by card, fellow cultivator?"

"Pay in cash." Su Clan’s Sixteen reached out to take the Spirit Stone.

At this moment, Song Shuhang gently pulled her arm. Sixteen was too straightforward; how could she not haggle when buying things?

Su Clan’s Sixteen looked at Song Shuhang with a puzzled expression.

"Ahem!" Song Shuhang exclaimed, "Shopkeeper, can't you offer a discount on these shoes?"

Actually Song Shuhang didn't have much experience in bargaining. These days, he spends less and less time shopping in physical stores, and buys most things online. But he'd still try to get as much of a discount as possible.

The shop owner looked up, glanced at Song Shuhang, and asked, "How many do you want?"

This is a very troublesome question. When Song Shuhang is bargaining, this is the question he dreads most. Because he doesn't really know the price of the item, how much should he bargain down?

How about... cutting it in half?

No, no, it's not like a roadside stall... then cut it down to one-third!

"Would you sell four grade Third-Grade Spirit Stone?" Song Shuhang asked.

The shopkeeper raised an eyebrow. "Dream on. Four Third-Grade Spirit Stone is the cost price of these shoes. If I sell them to you at that price, I won't make any profit."

What an honest and trustworthy shop.

At this moment, Song Shuhang regretted not bringing 'Senior White' along. He felt that as long as he had Senior White behind him, there would be no need to haggle; just having Senior White stand behind him and keep smiling would surely make the shopkeepers sell at a loss, right?

Just then, the proprietress suddenly paused again. Then, her expression turned puzzled, and then suddenly changed to a warm and bright smile.

"Young man, well, four Spirit Stone it is, I'll consider it making you my friend!" the proprietress said readily. "Would you like it wrapped up for me?"

"Th-thank you?" Song Shuhang couldn't understand what was wrong with the proprietress for a moment.

Su Clan’s Sixteen readily bought what she wanted for four grade Third-Grade Spirit Stone.

The proprietress, all smiles, carefully wrapped the shoes for Sixteen and warmly promised to replace them if there were any problems!

Song Shuhang blinked, then looked back behind him, but didn't see 'Venerable White'.

Without Senior White's signature smile to keep things calm, why did this proprietress suddenly become so enthusiastic?

"Alright, Shuhang, let's go." Sixteen said with a light laugh, picking up his shoes.

Song Shuhang nodded.

Just as the two were about to leave, Song Shuhang noticed a pair of interesting slippers on the shoe rack beside him. They were ordinary flip-flops... but there was only one.

"Shopkeeper, what's going on with these shoes?" Song Shuhang asked curiously.

"Oh, young man, are you talking about this slipper? This is the signature product of a 'shoe-type' magical artifact refiner in our White Cloud City —the [Face-Slapping Slipper], which were very popular a few years ago. However, fewer and fewer people are playing with them these days," the proprietress explained with a smile.

As the name suggests, the Face-Slapping Slipper has only one function: when unleashed, it can be launched and used to slap someone's face.