Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

After putting the sealed pillar containing the “Immortal Small Iron Particle” back into the box, Song Shuhang gestured for the Ball Shuhang to shrink down and perch on the other side of his shoulder.

Receiving the signal, the Ball Shuhang leaped into the air, its form melting and spreading out—by the time it landed on Song Shuhang, it had transformed into a flowing trench coat made of liquid metal.

Song Shuhang was taken aback and lightly swayed in the newly donned Ball Shuhang coat. It was simply too cool!

The flowing effect of the coat seemed like it had special effects, making his figure appear more slender, with a design that emphasized the length of his body. The liquid metal sleeves could also be extended at will, perfectly complementing his “Sleeve Within the Universe” spell.

On top of that, this coat had the strength of a “Nine Serenities Ruler” level body, making it the very “robe” Song Shuhang had always dreamed of.

“If only this Ball Shuhang was truly my avatar,” Song Shuhang thought to himself again.

Twitch, twitch Phoenix Sword Master’s claw, originally standing on Song Shuhang’s shoulder, was now planted on the “Ball Shuhang Coat,” trembling at a steady rate of 25 hertz.

After shaking for a moment, she couldn’t take it anymore and chose to fly to the top of Song Shuhang’s head, landing behind Senior Chu’s cowlick.

“Ahh, much better here,” Phoenix Sword Master said with a sigh of relief.

Senior Chu’s cowlick:

Just moments ago, Song Shuhang, with his cool new coat, had his charm score boosted by +10, but thanks to the claw on his head, it suddenly dropped by -11.

To top it off, there was the “Spiritual Ghost Fairy Edition Su Clan’s Sixteen” cloak floating around his neck, distorting the overall vibe of his look.

However, Song Shuhang didn’t pay much attention to these minor details.

After picking up the “Ball Shuhang New Year’s Gift Box,” he stepped through the space gate.

Back at Song Shuhang’s old home in Wenzhou City.

Senior White and Soft Feather were waiting on the other side of the space gate for Song Shuhang’s arrival.

Soft Feather was joyfully playing with Little Lingxiao, while the shrunken Li Yinzhu lay napping on Senior White’s shoulder.

Joseph, having just passed through the space gate, was still recovering. Due to his weaker cultivation, the spatial transfer left him feeling dizzy and nauseous.

“Huh? Senior Song looks pretty dashing today,” Soft Feather remarked as she happily approached, handing him a small red box. “Happy New Year, Senior Song!”

Her gaze was locked on the “Ball Shuhang Coat” that Song Shuhang was wearing, examining it with curiosity.

“For me?” Song Shuhang blinked, somewhat surprised.

Soft Feather had always called him “Senior Song,” and over time, Song Shuhang had indeed become a senior figure to her.

So, Song Shuhang had never expected to receive a New Year’s gift from Soft Feather this year!

“Mhm! When Senior White and I were on our way back from bringing back the ‘Jade Pool,’ we happened to find a treasure chest along the way. Inside, there were several pieces of equipment, one of which seemed perfect for Senior Song!” Soft Feather said, putting her hands behind her back and laughing cheerfully. “Open it and see.”

The Spiritual Ghost Fairy, controlling Su Clan’s Sixteen, leaned over curiously to take a look.

Song Shuhang took the box and opened it.

Inside was a jade hairpin, nothing too fancy, maybe around the fourth tier in quality.

But these kinds of items were more for decoration rather than combat.

“Senior Song, sometimes you maintain long hair, so I thought this jade hairpin would suit you!” Soft Feather explained.

“Thank you, Soft Feather. Happy New Year to you, too.” Song Shuhang happily accepted the gift. This was, in a true sense, the most normal “New Year’s gift” he had received.

He couldn’t help but take a picture of the gift Soft Feather had given him and post it on his social media, tagging each of his seniors from the Nine Provinces Number One Group. His hint was anything but subtle—look, even Soft Feather gave me a New Year’s gift; seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group, take note!

After posting, Song Shuhang put away the hairpin and looked at Soft Feather with a smile—should he prepare a return gift?

Soft Feather was different from the other seniors in the group… she wasn’t a senior herself.

Later, when they celebrated the New Year, he and Senior Huangshan had prepared a group gift for the members: a substance that would enhance the spirits of the artifacts.

But that was a group red envelope, which had a different meaning.

“The Seal of the Wealth Dispersing Throne~” The Spiritual Ghost Fairy, in the form of Su Clan’s Sixteen, whispered in Song Shuhang’s ear, reminding him.

“Huh? Ah! We missed out on at least a billion! Senior White, we lost out on at least a billion!” Song Shuhang suddenly exclaimed.

Soft Feather and Senior White were equally confused.

“The Wealth Dispersing Throne’s betting ceremony, we messed up the sequence!” Song Shuhang lamented, “Back when I advanced to Tribulation Immortal after slashing my three corpses, I shouldn’t have rushed to face the heavenly tribulation immediately. Instead, I should have gone straight to find Senior Three-Eyed Youth for a round of betting!”

The Tribulation Immortal realm was the last chance for him to make a wager with Senior Three-Eyed Youth.

After winning a round of wealth, he could have transferred the “Wealth Dispersing Throne Mark” to Senior White, letting him go for another round with Senior Three-Eyed Youth…

Then, after Senior White’s gamble, he could have advanced to Tribulation Immortal… another round of betting.

“In this way, with a triple combo, we could have emptied Senior Three-Eyed Youth’s pockets,” Song Shuhang explained.

“Sounds interesting,” Senior White said.

“I think it’s fun, too,” Soft Feather agreed.

“Are you the devil?” The Nine Serenities Ruler, Senior Three-Eyed Youth, read Song Shuhang’s words through the “Wealth Dispersing Throne Mark” and felt as though he were a fake ruler of the Nine Serenities.

But at the same time, he was comforted by the thought that there was a successor—Song Shuhang, after all, was half a “Nine Serenities Ruler” himself and was truly dedicated to the role.

“Unfortunately, Senior White has already advanced to Tribulation Immortal,” Song Shuhang remarked.

Senior White, holding Li Yinzhu, said, “No worries~ For me, the process of the betting ceremony is the fun part. Later, if we have time, I’ll join you to visit that senior and finish your last round of bets.”

“Awesome, and I happen to have something I want, which I hope I can get from Senior Three-Eyed Youth,” an idea popped into Song Shuhang’s head.

The prizes for the “Cultivation Chat Group’s New Year’s Event—Capture the ‘Red Demon Skull’ or ‘Virtual Sun Guardian’!”

He needed treasures that would catch the interest of Longevity Seekers or those shaping the path to longevity through the Tribulation Immortal stage—and in sufficient quantities.

Senior Three-Eyed Youth might just have such treasures.

If his plan worked, he could complete his “wealth dispersal” agreement with Senior Three-Eyed Youth under the guise of the New Year’s event.

Two birds with one stone!

And after winning from Senior Three-Eyed Youth, he could transfer the “Wealth Dispersing Throne Mark” to the next contestant.

He turned to look at Soft Feather as he thought.

Soft Feather was one of the luckiest participants—during the “Tractor Pulling Competition,” she encountered way more “speed boosts” and “return to start traps” than anyone else.

If she inherited the Wealth Dispersing Throne, she’d definitely be able to score even more goodies from Senior Three-Eyed Youth.

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by novlove.com

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