The Smile Is Too Ugly-Change It!

The original idea of the weapon refiner was to create a shoe with the function of 'Sword-Riding Technique', which would allow him to 'fly on the shoe'. But in the end, he failed and only created a super weak version of Sword-Riding Technique, which became 'shoe control face slapping technique'.

In fact, many cultivators have conducted similar experiments. Mastering 'Sword Flight, Sword-Riding Technique, and Flight Technique' before Fourth-Grade Realm is the dream of many cultivators— Master Profound Principle invented a half-finished 'Sword-Riding Technique', and the Medicine Master invented 'Gu' that turns people into hot air balloons.

After hearing the introduction, Song Shuhang found these "Face-Slapping Slipper" quite interesting. "Shopkeeper, how much are these Face-Slapping Slipper?"

"If you like them, I'll give you these shoes at cost price, five grade Third-Grade Spirit Stone," the proprietress said with a bright smile.

More expensive than the shoes with the ' Levitation Technique that Sixteen had?

However, it was still within Shuhang's acceptable range. "Okay, then I'll take it."

The proprietress quickly packed up the slippers for Song Shuhang —these slippers were a pair. However, the left slipper was just a regular, sturdy, and durable one. Only the right slipper was the 'Face-Slapping Slipper'.

Shuhang and Sixteen left the store satisfied.

As he left the store, Song Shuhang looked around.

Su Clan’s Sixteen asked, "What are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for Fellow Daoist Su Wenqu, who just knocked us both down," Song Shuhang said with a light laugh. The change in the female shopkeeper's attitude was quite obvious.

Since Song Shuhang and Su Clan’s Sixteen didn't bring 'Venerable White' with them while shopping, the female shopkeeper's sudden change in attitude must have been due to receiving a 'Secret Voice Transmission' from a fellow Daoist.

Considering the identity of that fellow Daoist Su Wenqu [son of True Lord Eternal Fire]... it's highly likely that he was the one who sent the message to the female shopkeeper.

Su Clan’s Sixteen smiled and nodded, understanding.

However, after searching around, Song Shuhang did not find the Blade-Wielding Scholar.

"Alright, let's continue our stroll," Song Shuhang.

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One hour later.

Song Shuhang and Su Clan’s Sixteen finished shopping at the stores they wanted to visit and returned home laden with purchases.

At this moment, the two sat down on a bench in the square to rest.

In the very center of the square stood thirteen towering Tribulation Immortal. When Song Shuhang saw these statues, he felt a slight shadow in his heart.

Su Clan’s Sixteen stretched and said, "Is the movie intermission almost over? Shouldn't we go back to filming?"

"It should be about time. I'll contact Fairy Lychee and Senior White to see if we should head back," Song Shuhang replied.

Then, he took out his phone, intending to call Venerable White —hoping that Senior White had already ended the 'Flying-Sword Taxi App' activity.

He took out his phone and swiped to unlock it... Just then, he suddenly saw a faint flash of bright red light on the 'Thirteen-Tribulation Immortal Statue' out of the corner of his eye.

Song Shuhang's lips twitched, and a bad premonition welled up in his heart.

Anyone who has read infinite flow novels knows that after completing a mission, some of the protagonists are able to return to their daily lives. However, when the next mission begins, they are captured and taken into the infinite space.

[Am I going to be dragged away again and have to take another exam?] Song Shuhang thought to himself.

It would be outrageous to make him take the retake! Only a little over an hour has passed since the last time he recited the "Sage's Self-Cultivation Ode".

Surely they wouldn't be that diligent?

Just as that thought crossed his mind, suddenly... everything went black before his eyes.

It's Doudou again!

Song Shuhang's body swayed gracefully, falling towards Su Clan’s Sixteen. His consciousness was then pulled into a huge, black plaza space.

In the square, the statue of 'Daozi,' the leader of the Thirteen-Tribulation Immortal under the Confucian Sage, emitted a faint light.

What will be on the test this time?

He turned his head and looked around, and then his liver began to ache slightly—he was the only one who had been pulled into the space this time.

Su Wenqu and seven other Confucian School disciples were not pulled into this space!

Oh no, if I have to take the exam again, I'm doomed.

"Hey, young friend Shuhang, we meet again." At that moment, a familiar voice came from the air.

Song Shuhang turned his head and saw 'Senior White Two' floating above his head, yawning. This time, his clothes had turned into a 'sleeping bag', and he was curled up inside the sleeping bag, with only his eyes and nose showing.

Upon seeing Senior White Two, Song Shuhang's eyes lit up with joy. "Senior White, you're still here!" -- That's great! The most powerful cheat device, Senior White Two, is still here. Now he's not afraid of any exam.

"Yes, I've been here the whole time," Senior White Two said. "Then, I took a nap in this space, and after I woke up, I felt a bit bored, so I used the connection between this 'Tribulation Immortal' and you to bring you into this space to keep me company."

Song Shuhang: "..."

The 'joy' he felt instantly sank to the Eighteen-Layer Hell —the culprit who had dragged him into this space was none other than Senior White Two!

Song Shuhang smiled wryly and said, "Senior White, what brings you here?"

"Hmm, I remember I had something I wanted to tell you, something very important. But I just took a nap, and I slept so comfortably that I can't remember," Senior White Two said, looking confused.

Song Shuhang: "..."

"Hmm, don't look at me with that disappointed expression. You know I'm an old man, I've lived for who knows how many years. Isn't it normal for people's memory to decline as they get older?" Senior White Two said emphatically.

Song Shuhang smiled wryly, "Senior White, what would it take for you to remember something so important?" Getting this Senior White sorted out quickly and leaving this space is the Way of Kings. So, let's try to cooperate with Senior White Two as much as possible.

"I really can't remember. How about you tell me a joke? Maybe if I'm happy, I'll remember something important?" Senior White Two said, rubbing his chin.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Senior White Two: "What, can't you tell a joke?"

Song Shuhang gritted his teeth. "I can talk about it, let me think about it!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Senior White Two shifted into a more comfortable position in his sleeping bag.

Song Shuhang thought for a long time, then suddenly his eyes lit up. "I've thought of a funny joke. [Hey girl, give me a smile? If you don't smile, how about I give you one? Hehehe?] Hahaha~~"

Senior White Two stared wide-eyed.

"So, how was that joke?" Song Shuhang.

Senior White Two nodded seriously and said, "Hmm, very good, a really great joke. Then I remembered Dian Dian—something I wanted to tell you before was related to your life. But because of this joke, I was so shocked that I can't remember the specifics of 'that thing.' So, are you ready for how you're going to die, young friend Song Shuhang?"

"Huh?" Song Shuhang's eyes widened. "What does this have to do with my life?"

"Yes, it concerns not only your life and death, but also the safety of your companions," Senior White Two said earnestly.

"Senior White, I was wrong. I shouldn't have told such a terrible joke. How about I tell you another one?" Song Shuhang quickly tried to make amends.

"Too late," Senior White Two said.

"Senior White, as they say, things shouldn't happen more than three times. You should at least give me two more chances," Song Shuhang.

He could tell that Senior White Two wasn't joking. He genuinely had a notification 'related to his life' to tell him.

"Third time's the charm? That makes sense." Senior White Two reached out from his sleeping bag again, pinching his chin. "Alright, I'll give you a chance. Didn't you just say you'd smile at me? Well, smile then. If your smile satisfies me, I might remember the 'forgotten things'."

Song Shuhang: "..."

"What, you're not even happy to smile?" Senior White Two asked.

Song Shuhang forced a smile.

"It doesn't look good, it's too stiff. Change it, change it to a wicked smile," Senior White Two said.

Song Shuhang's lips twitched, and he forced out a wicked smile.

"Ugly, change it to hearty laughter," Senior White Two said again.

Song Shuhang a deep breath. "Hahahaha."

"The voice is too awful, change it to a smirk," Senior White Two continued.

Song Shuhang grinned, trying his best to make a sly smile on his face.

"That scared me to death, that wicked laugh was terrifying. Change it to a warm and comforting laugh instead," Senior White Two said, patting his chest.

Song Shuhang rubbed his face and revealed a gentle smile.

"Hmm, that smile is nice. But it's meaningless; my smile is much better," Senior White Two said dismissively.

Song Shuhang: "..." -- This is too much! In this world, how many people can rival your looks?!

"Let's try another one, a girl's laugh, the kind that's all giggles," Senior White Two continued.

Song Shuhang immediately refused. "Replying to Senior White, that's the sound of chicks chirping."

"Then, waah waah waah?" Senior White Two asked.

"What kind of laugh is that?!" Song Shuhang couldn't help but complain.

"You're really no fun... Fine, one last one, give me a sneer!" Senior White Two said, raising a finger.

Grinning is easy. Song Shuhang just wants to grin whenever he sees Senior White Two; it's his natural expression.

"Wow, your snarl is terrifying. It's scared me so much I haven't been able to sleep for three days," Senior White Two exclaimed dramatically.

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Shuhang's smile became even more sinister.

"Stop, that's enough. I'm very satisfied!" Senior White Two waved his hand. "Seeing how hard you're laughing, I'll tell you that interesting news—you're currently near the Confucian School Myriad Books Mountain, right? According to my intelligence, a grand Confucian School gathering, held every three years, is going to be held there, isn't it?"

Song Shuhang nodded.

"So, are you ready to face the Nine Netherworld's frenzied attack?" Senior White Two smiled.