Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Senior Yellow Mountain has arrived; can the other seniors from the ‘Nine Provinces Number One Group’ be far behind?

Song Shuhang closed his eyes, allowing his consciousness to seep into the ‘Core World’ as he checked the date on his phone.

January 24, 2020, 6:00 PM. New Year’s Eve.

For the people of China, this is the last day of the old year, a day when the new year is just around the corner. For most ordinary people, this day holds significant meaning.

“After today, I’ll be another year older,” Song Shuhang said with a touch of gravity.

“Remember this as Tyrant Song’s first year of celibacy,” a voice whispered in his ear. It was from Pavilion Master Chu.

Song Shuhang sighed.

Pavilion Master Chu wasn’t always like this, but after being cooped up in the ‘Core World’ for so long, she’s developed a habit of getting under people’s skin.

Poking at people’s hearts is a bad habit. If you poke too hard, you’ll lose their hearts entirely.

“Wish me a happy New Year, Senior Chu,” Song Shuhang said.

Pavilion Master Chu blew some bubbles and replied, “Don’t look at me. My entire Crystal Palace is blown to bits, and the rest has been handed over to Chu Two. If you want a red envelope from me, you’ll have to go beat her up for it.”

Song Shuhang sighed again, “I’m afraid she’ll twist my head off.”

Even though he’d already used a Skylark’s head to pay off a debt, Chu Two’s title in the ‘Cultivation Chat Group’ was still [Owed a Head].

This meant that Pavilion Master Chu Two still had her eye on Song Shuhang’s head.

Hearing this, Pavilion Master Chu suddenly became interested. “I’ll send her a message right now to remind her to wish you a happy New Year and to make sure she brings a red envelope.”

Song Shuhang was startled.

When Song Shuhang’s consciousness returned from the Core World, he realized his vision was spinning wildly.

What’s going on?

Song Shuhang was baffled.

Then he discovered that, like a ball, he was being spun around by Su Clan’s Sixteen with just one finger.

“What are you doing?” Song Shuhang asked, half-amused and half-annoyed.

“You zoned out all of a sudden, and no matter how I called you, there was no response. I got mad,” she replied.

“Stop messing around. It was Senior Yellow Mountain contacting us, saying he’s almost at our place. I was replying to him and checking the time,” Song Shuhang explained.

“Oh.” Only then did she stop spinning Song Shuhang’s head.

“Let’s go. Time to welcome Senior Yellow Mountain. White Dragon Sister, can Sixteen leave the Dragon Tomb now?” Song Shuhang asked.

White Dragon Sister nodded, her gaze lingering thoughtfully on her Dragon Tomb.

“I’ll open the space gate,” Song Shuhang said, and with a solid headbutt into the void, he opened a spatial gate.

Ghost Fairy and Su Clan’s Sixteen, holding his head, stepped through the gate, heading to White Whale Road in Wenzhou City.

After them, White Dragon Sister reached out her claw, picking up her ‘crystal coffin,’ revealing a wealth of treasure beneath it that glowed with a rainbow of colors.

White Dragon Sister sifted through the treasure and picked out two ‘Ancient Heavenly Court Money Notes,’ placing them into two red envelopes.

The Ancient Heavenly Court money notes had long since lost their value with the fall of the Ancient Heavenly Court, making them non-redeemable for spirit stones.

However, they still held significant sentimental value.

Moreover, the ‘Ancient Heavenly Court Money Notes’ could be crafted into lucky charms. As the universal currency of the Ancient Heavenly Court, they carried the court’s fortune.

This fortune, when made into a charm, could bring good luck to its bearer.

Being able to get two silver notes out of a true dragon’s claw was something Su Clan’s Sixteen and Song Shuhang could take pride in!

With the two red envelopes in tow, White Dragon Sister gracefully slipped into the spatial tunnel, following Su Clan’s Sixteen.

When Song Shuhang’s head rejoined his body, he transformed from Wooden Power Muscles back into a complete Song Shuhang.

“Senior White, Senior Yellow Mountain… has said that he’ll be here soon,” Song Shuhang called out.

Black-Skinned Feather Soft Child appeared and said, “Senior Song, Senior White and my main body have gone to capture the mythical beast for the New Year’s feast. I just contacted them, and my main body said they’ll be back soon.”

“We’ve almost finished setting up the Core World,” said Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet.

Li Yinzhu added, “We’ve also tidied up Ah Song’s house.”

“Thank you, everyone. Now, let’s go to the entrance and welcome our seniors,” Song Shuhang said as he picked up Li Yinzhu in one arm and his mechanical egg daughter, Xiao Lingxiao, in the other.

Chu Chu and Xiao Cai followed closely behind him.

“When the seniors from the ‘Nine Provinces Number One Group’ arrive, I’ll introduce you all. The sweeter you greet them, the bigger their red envelopes will be,” Song Shuhang advised.

Since he wouldn’t be getting any red envelopes from the seniors in the ‘Nine Provinces Number One Group’ this year, he was determined to maximize the benefits for his disciples and daughters.

[We’ve arrived!] At that moment, Senior Yellow Mountain’s voice echoed.

Song Shuhang hurried to the front door and opened it.

Today, Senior Yellow Mountain looked as dashing and stylish as ever. Since he was visiting Song Shuhang’s house for the New Year, he was dressed casually in modern attire.

“This is Group Leader Senior Yellow Mountain, one of the seniors I respect most in the group,” Song Shuhang introduced.

“Happy New Year, Senior Yellow Mountain. I am Master’s second disciple, Chu Chu, and this is my senior sister, Xiao Cai,” Chu Chu greeted with a bow, Xiao Cai following suit.

“Happy New Year, Chu Chu,” Senior Yellow Mountain nodded. His family’s pet dog had a strange fixation on Chu Chu, and to this day, he still didn’t know why.

“These are New Year’s gifts. In the coming year, I hope you’ll work hard in your cultivation,” Senior Yellow Mountain said, handing over two sets of magical items to Chu Chu and Xiao Cai.

The items were complete sets of flying magic tools called ‘Wind and Fire Wheels,’ the same kind Doudou used when he first appeared. Even if a cultivator hadn’t reached the fourth-grade realm, they could maintain the ‘Wind and Fire Wheels’ by filling them with spirit stones, allowing them to experience the joy of flight in advance—perfect for Chu Chu and Xiao Cai.

After that, Senior Yellow Mountain prepared treasures for Li Yinzhu and Xiao Lingxiao as well… a warm-looking fox fur cloak and a key to an ‘Immortal Boat.’

The cloak was for Li Yinzhu, while the Immortal Boat was a custom-made, child-sized toy for Xiao Lingxiao.

“You have a few more disciples, don’t you?” Senior Yellow Mountain asked.

“One is still on her way, and the other, Miruru, has to stay in the Dream World,” Song Shuhang replied.

“Alright, I’ll give them their gifts later. Oh, and here’s your red envelope,” Senior Yellow Mountain said, pulling out a thick red envelope from his pocket and handing it to Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang’s eyes lit up, “Senior Yellow Mountain prepared a red envelope for me?”

—Senior Yellow Mountain is the best!

“Go ahead, open it. I put some thought into this gift and researched customs,” Senior Yellow Mountain said with a slight smile.

“Can I?” Song Shuhang carefully opened the thick red envelope.

Inside…

He found a stack of about ten thousand RMB.

The bright red bills were a pleasant sight.

This was something that everyone in China loved, and very few didn’t appreciate it.

Song Shuhang was confused.

“Happy New Year, Shuhang,” Senior Yellow Mountain said with a light pat on Song Shuhang’s shoulder. “This is your New Year’s money. Congratulations, after today, you’ll be a year older. I specifically looked into it; ordinary people usually give several hundred to a thousand in New Year’s money. I’m giving you ten thousand, ten times the joy. Don’t be too happy.”

Song Shuhang held the tenfold joy in his hands, his feelings mixed.

“Oh, and Sixteen, this one’s for you too,” Senior Yellow Mountain said, pulling out another red envelope. “Here are fifteen hundred fifth-grade spirit stones. Happy New Year.”

“Thank you, Senior Yellow Mountain,” Ghost Fairy and Su Clan’s Sixteen said sweetly.

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by novlove.com

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