Chapter 728
Translator: GodBrandy Editor: Kurisu
âThis time, Iâll try the âQueen Bee Flying Techniqueâ!â Venerable White made a hand seal, and the sword light spread out, transforming into a golden queen bee that soared into the sky.
Racing with his flying sword was one of Venerable Whiteâs favorite hobbies. Therefore, he had studied a lot of flying techniques to increase his speed and have more fun. He had flying techniques of various types from all sorts of different sects and schools. That way, he could happily race in all kinds of environments and all sorts of conditions.
âWhizz, whizz, whizz~â The speed of the flying technique he used this time was even faster than before.
Song Shuhang and Sixteen continuously screamed, and their voices echoed in the sky for a long, long time...
As for Northern Riverâs Loose Cultivator, he clenched his teeth and tried his best to resist so as to preserve his dignity as a âseniorâ. Even if his face was deathly pale, he didnât screamânot even once.
Around ten or so breaths later of intense whizzing...
âWe have arrived!â Venerable White laughed, and made a hand seal. Soon after, the flying sword descended from the sky and landed in front of the Soft White Cloud Store.
Venerable White then crossed out the order he had just completed. His mood was pretty good at this time. âWe have arrived at the destination. Everybody, get off the flying sword. I need to keep farming orders, and canât check out the store with you. See you in a while!â
After getting off the car... no, after getting off the flying sword, Song Shuhang seized the opportunity to grab a lamppost on the edge of the road. At this time, his whole body was weak and trembling; he couldnât even speak.
Soon after, it was Su Clanâs Sixteenâs turn. She also grabbed that lamppost together with Song Shuhang. Her complexion was deathly pale, and she was also very weak.
Only Senior Northern River didnât lose his elegance, and waved at Venerable White, saying, âThank you, Senior White. See you later.â
âSee you later. Remember to give me that five-star review in a while!â Venerable White said as he whizzed away. From the looks of it, he still wasnât tired of this rental flying sword thing, and it was unknown how many more people inside the White Cloud City he would harm.
Itâs really a pity that True Monarch White Crane didnât come to the White Cloud City. Otherwise, it would have been very happy to ride on Venerable Whiteâs ârental flying swordâ all day, Song Shuhang thought to himself.
After Senior White had whizzed away, Northern Riverâs Loose Cultivator patted his somewhat soft legs and waved at Song Shuhang and Su Clanâs Sixteen. âShuhang, Little Sixteen, Iâll go to buy the stage props for the movie crew now. See you later!â
Then, without waiting for the two to reply, Northern Riverâs Loose Cultivator quickly ran away.
Song Shuhang and Su Clanâs Sixteen could only bitterly look at Northern Riverâs Loose Cultivator as he was getting farther and farther away.
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Around half a minute later.
âShuhang, how do you feel?â Su Clanâs Sixteenâs face was still deathly pale, and her body had yet to recover from the thrill sheâd experienced earlier. Her legs were also shivering.
âI feel a little better, but I still canât put strength in my legs. How about you?â Song Shuhang felt that his acrophobia had worsened even further.
âI think Iâll be able to recover in another half a minute.â Su Clanâs Sixteen sighed.
The two of them looked at each other and forced a smile, continuing to use the lamppost as support while shivering all over.
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Right at this time, next to the Soft White Cloud Store.
The âSaber Wielding Scholarâ... no, the âJade Sword Scholarâ Su Wenqu came out of the shop while holding several scrolls that scholars used to practice calligraphy.
He got out of that âinfinite make-up test spaceâ fifty minutes ago and obtained the scholarly treasure âHeaven and Earth Worshipping Brushâ as a reward. Therefore, he decided to buy several scrolls to practice his calligraphy while he was at it.
Then, just as he got out of the shop, he saw a familiar figure standing next to a not too distant lamppost. Well then, wasnât this little brother without eyebrows the same person that took the âŽSelf-Cultivating Prose Poetry of the Sage⯠test with him some time ago? It seemed he had finally managed to get out of that place! It was something worth celebrating.
As such, Su âSaber Wielding Scholarâ Wenqu thought of heading toward Song Shuhang and greet him.
But as he took a few steps, his heart skipped a beat. That little friend without eyebrowsâand that beautiful girl that wasnât wearing any make-upâwere currently leaning against the lamppost, their bodies trembling and complexions deathly pale.
Had they just received an electric shock???
The White Cloud City had borrowed many of the discoveries that ordinary people had made, and combined them with magical techniques, giving birth to a lot of things powered by black technology.
For example, these lampposts were powered by electrical power. Although the possibility of receiving an electric shock was rather low, it wasnât non-existent.
âFellow Daoists, donât worry! Iâll save you immediately!â Su Wenqu quickly threw to one side the calligraphy scrolls he had with him, and put his hand into his clothes, taking out a writing brush. Then, he waved his hand, and the brush he was holding suddenly inflated, becoming very big.
Next, under Song Shuhang and Su Clanâs Sixteenâs confused looks, Su Wenqu swept with his huge writing brush, throwing the pitiful duo to the ground.
The couple had no strength at this moment. Therefore, they had no means to defend themselves, and were swept to the ground.
Afterward, they raised their heads and saw the anxious Su âSaber Wielding Scholarâ Wenqu.
â...â Song Shuhang.
â...â Su Clanâs Sixteen.
Idiot!
âFellow Daoists, are you alright? I didnât expect that electricity would start leaking from the lampposts of our White Cloud City. As soon as I get home, Iâll immediately have someone check all the lampposts in the city so as to avoid something like from happening again.â Su Wenqu put away his big writing brush and wore a gentle smile on his face, offering his hand to Song Shuhang and Su Clanâs Sixteen.
â...â Song Shuhang.
â...â Su Clanâs Sixteen.
Alright, perhaps this guy was unexpectedly a good person.
âWe meet again, Fellow Daoist Su Wenqu... still, Sixteen and I didnât receive an electric shock.â Song Shuhang grabbed Su Wenquâs hand and got up with his help.
They hadnât received an electric shock?
Su Wenqu asked in puzzlement, âYou didnât receive an electric shock? But your complexion was deathly pale, and your bodies were trembling while holding onto the lamppost!â
Su Clanâs Sixteen explained, âWe just felt a little dizzy after riding a flying sword earlier, and our bodies became somewhat weak. Therefore, we decided to grab that lamppost and rest a bit.â
She had already recovered her strength. Therefore, she stood up and patted her clothes.
Well, that was rather embarrassing.
âIâm so sorry! I thought you two had received an electric shock...â After hearing these words, the face of the âSaber Wielding Scholarâ turned red. At this time, he really wished he could find a hole to crawl into!
After seeing his red face, Song Shuhang said, âHowever, we still thank Fellow Daoist Su Wenqu for his good intentions.â
Shuhang felt that the fate between him and this âSaber Wielding Scholarâ was rather strange... whenever the opposite party was trying to help him, he would unwittingly end up harming him.
It happened both in that âinfinite make-up test spaceâ and now with this âelectric shockâ thing.
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After recovering some of their strength, Song Shuhang and Su Clanâs Sixteen said goodbye to Su Wenqu, and entered that âSoft White Cloud Storeâ.
Sixteen had already found a pair of shoes she liked.
As such, she quickly looked for those shoes after entering the shop. The real thing was the same as the one she saw in that thick book.
Therefore, Sixteen was very satisfied as she picked up the shoes and headed toward the counter.
Then, she asked, âShopkeeper, how much is it for these shoes?â
The shopkeeper was a female cultivator. She looked at that pair of shoes Sixteen was holding, and replied, âThatâs a new model with the floating technique attached to it. The price is six spirit stones of the Third Stage. Fellow Daoist, are you paying in cash or with credit card?â
âIâll pay in cash.â Su Clanâs Sixteen stretched out her hand and prepared to take out the spirit stones.
However, Song Shuhang gently stopped her. Sixteen was too naive. She unexpectedly didnât bargain back and forth for the price while making purchases?
Su Clanâs Sixteen looked at Song Shuhang in puzzlement.
âCough!â Song Shuhang coughed, and said, âShopkeeper, can you give us a small discount?â
Actually, Song Shuhang didnât have much experience in bargaining, either. The time he was spending in physical stores was getting fewer and fewer, and he would usually buy everything online. But, if he could lower the price a bit, it would be worth it.
The shopkeeper raised her head and looked at Song Shuhang, saying, âHow much of a discount?â
This question was rather troublesome. While bargaining for the price, Song Shuhang was always afraid that the shopkeeper would ask him something like this... the reason was that he had no idea what the real value of the merchandise was and how much of a price cut he should demand!
Perhaps he should try to cut the price in half?
No, that was inappropriate. After all, this wasnât some small stall. In that case, perhaps he could try to reduce it by one-third?
âHow about four spirit stones of the Third Stage?â Song Shuhang asked.
The shopkeeper furrowed her brows, and said, âIn your dreams. Four spirit stones of the Third Stage is the market price. If I sell you the shoes at that price, I wonât be even making a profit.â
She was an honest shopkeeper.
At this time, Song Shuhang really regretted not bringing Senior White with him. As long as he brought Senior White along, he wouldnât even need to bargain back and forth for the price. He would just have to let Senior White stand in the rear with a smile plastered on his face, and the shopkeepers would lower the price on their own and eat a loss.
But right at this moment, the shopkeeper suddenly froze. Afterward, a confused expression appeared on her face, which was then replaced by a bright smile.
âLittle brother, forget it. If you want to give me four spirit stones, so be it. Iâll give you a special discount, my friend!â the shopkeeper said straightforwardly. âDo you want me to wrap the shoes up?â
âTh... thanks?â Song Shuhang was unable to understand what was going on with this shopkeeper.
As such, Su Clanâs Sixteen used four spirit stones of the Third Stage to buy the shoes she wanted.
The shopkeeper wrapped the shoes for Sixteen with a warm smile on her face, guaranteeing that she would immediately replace the product if there was any problem.
Song Shuhang blinked his eyes. Then, he turned around and looked behind him. However, he didnât see any âVenerable Whiteâ there.
Since Senior Whiteâs dazzling smile was nowhere to be seen, why had the shopkeeper suddenly changed her attitude?
âGood. Shuhang, letâs go.â Sixteen picked up her shoes and lightly smiled.
Song Shuhang nodded.
Then, just as the two of them were about to leave, Song Shuhangâs vision fell on one of the nearby shoe racks. There was a very interesting sandal there. It was an ordinary-looking flip-flop, and there was only one of it instead of a pair.
âShopkeeper, whatâs the deal with this flip-flop?â Song Shuhang asked out of curiosity.
âOh, little brother, are you talking about that flip-flop? Thatâs a shoe-type magical treasure that a master forger of our White Cloud City created... the âFace Slapping Flip-flopsâ. They were very popular several years ago, but the number of people using it recently has decreased,â the shopkeep explained with a smile.
As the name suggested, the Face Slapping Flip-flops had only one use. When they were used, they would fly out and slap other people in the face.
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