Translator: Endlessæantasy Translation   Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

As Song Shuhang opened and closed his eyes to nothing but darkness, he began to seriously consider whether he needed a good nap.

“Wait a minute, somethings off. Why is my consciousness confined to such a narrow range? Even my third eye only sees darkness,” Song Shuhang, slowed down by the Law of Immortality cleansing his brain, finally realized the abnormality of his current situation.

“Song ‘Brain Freeze’ Shuhang,” the virtuous lamia appeared behind Song Shuhang, mimicking Fairy Creation’s tone. She reached out and plucked the ruined eyeball from Song Shuhangs right eye. Then, she placed her small hand over his left eye and began to use a healing technique.

In this cramped space, only she and Song Shuhang remained. Even the ‘ghost fairy spirit’ inside Song Shuhangs body had joined the festivities in Su Clan’s Sixteen’s body, so the virtuous lamia couldn’t be bothered to put on an act and used her original voice.

With the virtuous lamia’s appearance, a golden light of virtue illuminated Song Shuhangs surroundings. He realized he was inside a box, with a faint scent of fruit lingering inside, reminiscent of the waxberries Senior White loved to eat.

After a moment of slow thinking, Song Shuhang added, “By the way, Virtuous Lamia, if my brain freezes again, don’t call me by my real name. It’s kind of embarrassing. Next time my brain freezes, call me Cheng Goudan. Cheng ‘Brain Freeze’ Goudan,” Song Shuhang quipped.

The virtuous lamia was speechless.

She silently recorded the statement, planning to send it to Father Goudan when she returned to the Netherworld Realm. Song Shuhang had been too mischievous lately and needed to be disciplined.

“Speaking of which, am I being placed in a coffin?” Song Shuhang reached out and tapped on the lid of the box.

When Senior White’s clone arrived, he came riding the flying sword coffin that Senior White had gifted Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang guessed he must have been placed inside the coffin made of flying swords.

“But why did Senior White’s clone put me in the flying coffin? And… I should still be in the ‘Profound Sage Speech’ state, right?” Song Shuhang wondered aloud.

If he calmed down, he could sense the ‘virtuous connection’ between him and the cultivators in the universe still intact. The cultivators were still trading cores with the Almighty Merchant through him.

Could it be that Senior White’s clone saw me suddenly fall asleep and, in order to prevent me from embarrassing myself in front of the practitioners of the universe, considerately placed me in the flying sword coffin?

“Anyway, let’s contact Senior White’s clone first,” Song Shuhang said, tapping the coffin lid and using a group voice transmission technique to call out, “Senior White, Almighty Merchant, are you there?” “Yes, I’m busy,” the Almighty Merchant replied.

“Yes, I’m busy too,” Senior White’s clone replied.

“What are you guys busy with?” Song Shuhang asked.

Just as he was speaking, the Scholarly Sage’s eye in his left eye finally finished reactivating. Soon after, the ‘feedback screen’ of the practitioners from all over the universe floated in front of Song Shuhangs eyes again.

“Sage White collected so many materials at once. Is he building an underground framework?”

“What is the use of this framework? I saw Sage White put Big Boss Tyrannical

Song into a huge flying sword and bury him in the underground frame?” “Sexy Tyrannical Song, buried online.”

“Speaking of which, Senior Tyrannical Song is still in the ‘Profound Sage

Speech’ space, right? Then, can this huge framework constructed by Sage White be moved out of the ‘Profound Sage Speech’ space?” someone asked curiously.

A companion next to him immediately replied, “The process of the divinity show and the Profound Sage Speech has long been suppressed by Big Boss Tyrannical Song. With Big Boss Tyrannical Song’s methods, he can definitely enter and leave the Profound Sage Speech space as he pleases. Maybe when the next Profound Sage goes on stage to give a speech, Big Boss Tyrannical Song will suddenly appear and give everyone a surprise.’”

Song Shuhang was speechless.

“I’m not, I didn’t. Don’t talk nonsense! Since when did I clash with the ‘show of divinity’ and the ‘Profound Sage Speech’? I was clearly the one who was forced to come in every time I had an accident.

As for treating the Profound Sage Speech space as his own backyard, Senior White is the one who can enter whenever he wants, not me. I really don’t have this ability at the moment, so don’t accuse me!

In addition, after his slow thinking speed slowly caught up, he began to guess whether Senior White’s clone was helping him to fiddle with the ‘great grave’.

If they were really messing around with the tomb, he had to interfere.

After all, he had the blueprint of the Tombs of the Heavenly Dao and the framework of the ‘Numeric Tomb Blueprint’ of the Nine Virtues Phoenix Saber.

“Senior White, are you building a tomb? If that was the case… Then I have two designs for the tomb. Do you want to take a look?” Song Shuhang sent a secret sound transmission again.

Senior White’s clone asked, “When did you get the design of the great tomb?”

“Not long after I obtained it, I accidentally entered a dream when I was meditating. In that dream, I met an Immortal Daoist I didn’t know. He left behind an educational video of building a tomb in the dream. I got the blueprint from there,” Song Shuhang quickly replied.

“An undying person teaching how to build a tomb?” Senior White’s clone asked in puzzlement.

“It’s said that this is also a part of the ‘transcendence’ process of the undying…” Therefore, Senior White, why don’t you build a tomb for yourself?

At that time, the tombs of all the members of the Nine Provinces Number One

Group will be moved together. Just thinking about it will be spectacular.”

As he spoke, he made a copy of the Immortal Daoist’s tomb design and sent it to Senior White through the cultivation Chat features. The main body.

If he wanted to copy the blueprint in his mind, the ‘cultivation Chat features’ was the most convenient method. Therefore, Song Shuhang directly used this method. In any case, since Senior White had obtained the blueprint, it meant that Senior White’s clone had also obtained it.

“I’m busy. Didn’t I send a clone to your place? Contact my clone if you need anything,” Senior White’s main body quickly replied.

At this time, Song Shuhangs reaction was delayed. He tried his best to concentrate and explain to Senior White’s main body.

But very soon, Senior White’s main body sent another message, “Is this the blueprint of the great tomb? Where did you get it?”

“I got it from an Immortal Daoist in my dream,” Song Shuhang tried his best to reply.

“Immortal?”

So that was the case…Shuhang, send a copy of this tomb design to Senior White of the Netherworld and ask him to cooperate with me. We’ll immediately prepare to enter the final stage of the god-creating plan. The number of cores is almost there. The design of this tomb will solve the last problem of the plan,” Senior White’s main body said.

“Senior White, Senior White Two is asleep… Moreover, it might be the kind that could not be woken up in a short period of time. If you really need help, I’ll do it for you. No matter what, I’m still a temporary ruler of the Netherworld,” Song Shuhang said..

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