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2388 Tyrannical Song. Wealthy, Profound Sage
“It’s been quite a while. Why hasn’t the fat ball’s secondary avatar shown up yet?” murmured Song Shuhang’s primordial spirit.
‘Am I no longer appealing to the fat ball?
‘That can’t be right. I possess something the fat ball desires
 Wait, what was it again?
‘What did the fat ball boss chase me across the universe for? What did it want to obtain from me?’
Song Shuhang’s primordial spirit scratched his head.
Regardless, he had crossed paths with the fat ball numerous times, outwitted it, and even snatched its ‘Heavenly Dao Molt Ball.’ There was no reason for the fat ball to let him off the hook.
A mere few days couldn’t possibly lead to his dismissal.
Song Shuhang had unwavering confidence in his ‘aggro-sucking’ nature.
Unless something unexpected happened on the fat ball’s end
 For instance, had its primary avatar in the main world finally been dealt with by Senior White Two?
Thus, Song Shuhang promptly activated the ‘cultivation chat’ feature and contacted Senior White Two. “Senior White, have you eliminated the fat ball’s primary avatar in the main world?”
“It’s not that easy. The fat ball is also a ruler of the Netherworld, and it’s still hanging on by a thread. It’ll take some time for my projected clone to finish it off. Have you exited that small world of yours?” Senior White Two replied.
“Not yet. My main body is still in seclusion within the artificial small world
 By the way, following your divination, I successfully acquired the means to seal the fat ball’s secondary avatar. Now, my primordial spirit has slipped into the main world. I’m waiting for the fat ball’s secondary avatar to come find me so I can seal it into an egg,” Song Shuhang replied.
Senior White Two was left speechless.
In the entire universe, only Song Shuhang dared to frolic around and playfully provoke the ruler of the Netherworld.
“Right, Senior White. The trial period for the ‘White Two’s Automatic Divination System’ is over. Would you consider extending it?” Song Shuhang took the opportunity to ask.
Anyone who had used White Two’s automatic fortune-telling system knew how effective it was.
“Hehe,” Senior White Two replied with just two words.
Song Shuhang’s body involuntarily shuddered—had the system informed Senior White Two about his use of the Giant of Destruction to earn points?
“In any case, I’ll handle the primary body of the fat ball’s avatar. I can guarantee it won’t spawn any smaller avatars. As for your alternate account, deal with it on your own. If you die, send me an SOS signal, and I’ll handle the reincarnation process for you,” Senior White Two replied.
He had been quite busy lately conducting experiments with White in the modern world. The God Creation Plan had reached a critical juncture.
White Two also felt a sense of urgency. He needed to complete the God Creation Plan as soon as possible!




After ending the call with Senior White Two, Song Shuhang looked at his primordial spirit’s hands.
“Oh right, could it be that because I’m currently in Primordial Spirit mode, the fat ball divination indicates that I’m in an incomplete state, so it’s not bothering to come find me?” Song Shuhang suddenly thought of a possibility!
Previously, when he only brought his arms or his lower half to the main world, he also failed to attract the fat ball.
“It’s possible,” Pavilion Master Chu said thoughtfully.
“If that’s the case, we can’t just wait here,” Song Shuhang lamented.
His time was precious, and he couldn’t simply sit around waiting for the fat ball to confront him.
“Where are you headed next?” Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet inquired.
“Let’s return to the main world, Earth.” Song Shuhang decided.
He intended to exchange the Eye Drops he had obtained from the Wealth Throne and the members of the Nine Provinces Number One Group for treasures.
Next up was the Spirit River Su Clan’s annual meeting.
Since he had received an invitation, he would certainly attend.
At that time, in accordance with his agreement with Senior Three-Eyed, he would distribute the treasures he had acquired from the seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group through the Wealth Throne ceremony.
Obtaining treasures was no easy feat, but he would have to endure the pain of personally giving them away
 For someone as penniless as Song Shuhang, there was nothing more heart-wrenching.
It was akin to winning ten million dollars and being forced to donate four to five million. The agony was indescribable.
However, a promise was a promise.
This agreement was a rule that had been etched into the gambling ritual between him and Senior Three-Eyed.
If he didn’t adhere to the agreement, the next round of gambling ceremony wouldn’t commence.
If he wished to win more and better treasures, he had to give them away.
One thing was certain—the wealth distribution segment would undoubtedly benefit Senior Three-Eyed. But Song Shuhang wondered what the latter would gain.
Song Shuhang’s primordial spirit jumped directly to the main world, Earth, and the Chinese region using the coordinates of the Sage Seal Wooden Saber.
He then took out his phone and gave it a gentle shake to restore the signal.
“I feel like I haven’t been online for a while,” Song Shuhang opened the Nine Provinces Number One Group.
At this moment, the group chat was as lively as ever.
This year’s Spirit River Su Clan’s annual meeting was a grand affair.
It was said that even the reclusive ancestor of the Su Clan, Su Clan’s Knot, had returned to preside over this year’s Su Clan’s annual meeting.
Su Clan’s Seven had also gained considerable authority and had invited all the members of the group, including Ah Cat, Ah Dog, and Ah Lang.
The group’s current topic of discussion revolved around the Spirit River Su Clan’s annual meeting, and it was as lively as Immortal Fairy Bie Xue’s Immortal Feast.
“Seniors, it’s been a while. How’s everyone doing?” Song Shuhang sent a message in the group.
However, his messages were quickly buried under the flood of messages from others.
Song Shuhang was speechless.
The Nine Provinces Number One Group’s chat speed was so rapid that he couldn’t interject.
He had no choice but to cut to the chase.
Song Shuhang retrieved the Eye Drops from his Inner World and snapped a photo.
Then, he sent the photo to the group with the caption, “Heavenly Dao’s Eye Drops.”
The term ‘Heavenly Dao’ was highly significant to any cultivator, especially at this stage.
This time, all the members of the group immediately took notice of Song Shuhang.
“Hey, Shuhang, you’re here. Did you receive the invitation?” Su Clan’s Seven inquired.
“What the heck is this thing?” Phoenix Rite Senior asked.
“I’ve received the invitation. As for this item, as you can see, it’s the Heavenly Dao’s Eye Drops. It’s the real deal,” Song Shuhang replied.
“Is it a creation of the immortal Heavenly Dao?” Saint Monarch Seven said in amazement.
“It’s not a creation of the current Heavenly Dao; it was crafted by one of the previous ones. Let me introduce this treasure. Just one drop of this treasure can activate a trace of intelligence in a life-bound magic treasure. If it’s a magical treasure like Senior White’s Meteor Sword that already possesses ‘sentience,’ it might even directly evolve into a tool spirit. This is a valuable item, and I’m willing to trade with you seniors if you’re interested.” Song Shuhang explained.
In any case, the items traded would be used for wealth distribution at the Spirit River Su Clan’s annual meeting.
At that time, the name ‘Tyrannical Song, Wealthy, Profound Sage’ would shake the world.
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