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Page 610Chapter 610: Today, I want to write until dawn! Don't try to stop me!
Translator: GodBrandy Editor: Kurisu
After moving the box to his room, Song Shuhang pondered for a moment and decided to take the immortal clothing out of it, orderly placing it to one side.
Yu Jiaojiao asked, "Shuhang, have you decided what to do with this immortal clothing?"
Song Shuhang shook his head and said, "I'll gift part of it to someone and keep the other part, making use of it depending on the circumstances."
"In that case, what are you planning to do with this immortal clothing you just took out?" Yu Jiaojiao asked out of curiosity. Was it possible that Shuhang wanted to see which immortal clothing was suitable to which fairy maiden?
Yu Jiaojiao knew that Song Shuhang was acquainted with several young and good-looking female cultivators.
"Hmm... I don't want to give up just yet. I refuse to believe that there is only clothing in this box," Song Shuhang said firmly.
Yu Jiaojiao teased him, "Ahaha... after all, it's just a gift. There would be nothing strange if there were only clothes inside the box."
But just as she finished her sentence, she noticed that Song Shuhang's movements stopped and his eyes lit up.
Is there really something else inside the box? Yu Jiaojiao curiously stretched her neck and glanced at the content of the box.
There was really something else inside!
After Song Shuhang took out enough immortal clothing to empty more than half of the box, Yu Jiaojiao noticed that there was something else as well at the bottom of the box.
It was a thick golden chain; basically the same as the one Song Shuhang was holding in his hands. One needed but a glance to determine that the two items were part of the same set.
Then, there was an item that resembled a box of sweets.
After that, there was a thread-bound book.
Finally, there was also a folded list. Thanks to the protective formation inside the box, all the items were preserved in good condition even though 130 years had passed.
The first thing Shuhang did was to pick up the golden chain. In the next moment, the new golden chain and the one already in his possession produced a strong resonance.
This other golden chain inside the box was the reason for the previous resonance. From the looks of it, it was another gift that Elder Bamboo Pipe had sent to their disciple?
Shuhang gently sighed and placed the golden chain down. Then, he picked up that thread-bound book.
This book was unexpectedly written by hand.
After opening it, he discovered that it was written in traditional Chinese characters. Although it was a little difficult to recognize some of the characters, he could read and understand most of the text.
On the first page was a piece of writing similar to the preface found in letters.
It was something that the 'author' of the book had written to Bamboo Pipe.
In the preface, the author of the book thanked Bamboo Pipe for his continuous support up to this point. Then, he said that he had finally finished organizing all the analyses and theories about animal taming the two of them had come up with into a volume.
After thoroughly revising and inspecting the text again, it would be possible to submit this new version of the ❮Encyclopedia of Animal Taming❯ to the sect master and substitute the older manual of the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts' Sect with it.
At that time, this new version of the ❮Encyclopedia of Animal Taming❯ would help the disciples of the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts' Sect increase their animal taming skills by a notch.
After compiling and checking the ❮Encyclopedia of Animal Taming❯, the 'author' of the book especially transcribed a copy of the revised version of the book, sending it to their mentor and friend, Bamboo Pipe.
They were hoping that Bamboo Pipe could find the time to revise this copy of the ❮Encyclopedia of Animal Taming❯ one more time to see if there were parts that could be improved or corrected. At the same time, it would act as a keepsake.
As for the immortal clothing and other treasures inside the box, it should be something that Elder Bamboo Pipe had entrusted him to buy in his stead and deliver to his place.
But due to an unforeseen event, this handwritten copy of the ❮Encyclopedia of Animal Taming❯ ultimately couldn't reach Elder Bamboo Pipe. The reason was that the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts' Sect was destroyed in the meantime.
Song Shuhang stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the ❮Encyclopedia of Animal Taming❯.
After opening the ❮Encyclopedia of Animal Taming❯, he was fated to be related to the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts' Sect. No, that wasn't completely correct. He was already deeply related to this sect that had disappeared 130 years ago since the day he had started practicing the ❮Thirty-Three Divine Beasts' Technique❯.
However, the previous relationship could be considered as a 'passive' one. But this time, it was Shuhang personally making contact with the opposite party.
Shuhang opened the ❮Encyclopedia of Animal Taming❯. Inside the book were described the taming methods for hundreds of spirit beasts, spirit birds, spirit insects, and spirit fish.
The first 33 spirit beasts described were precisely the 33 spirit beasts needed for the ❮Thirty-Three Divine Beasts' Technique❯.
The Thirty-Three Divine Beasts' Sect originated from the 88th department of the ancient Heavenly City, the Divine Beast Department. Even the symbol of their sect, the golden chain, was something that expressed the status of the 'Master Spirit Beast Tamers' that the ancient Heavenly City had officially recognized.
Song Shuhang quickly reached the end of the book and firmly recorded in his mind its contents.
After closing the handwritten book, he thought to himself, I wonder if I have the talent to tame animals... if I don't have it, I'll need to find a way to pass down the content of the ❮Encyclopedia of Animal Taming❯ after I'm done with my practice some day in the future.
Since he had obtained some advantages from the opposite party, he would try his best to settle the karma between them. With that, he could keep his conscience clean and obtain better results on his future path of cultivation.
Song Shuhang felt that the ❮Encyclopedia of Animal Taming❯ alone had already made up for that spirit stone of the Fourth Stage he had spent to collect the package.
Now then, I wonder if the author of this ❮Encyclopedia of Animal Taming❯, who also happens to be the person that mailed the sealed package, managed to survive the destruction of the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts' Sect...
After placing the handwritten book in his size-reducing purse, Song Shuhang took out that item that resembled a small box of sweets and opened it.
Inside the box were gems of different shapes emitting a gentle radiance.
There were 33 of them in total.
"Spirit beast crystals..." Song Shuhang needed but a glance to determine that the gems were actually spirit beast crystal. In addition, he had already eaten several of the types present here.
All the spirit beast crystals inside the box were of the Second Stage rank, and they just happened to be the spirit beast crystals needed for the ❮Thirty-Three Divine Beasts' Technique❯.
Was this another gift that Elder Bamboo Pipe had prepared for their disciple?
However, the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts' Sect was a powerhouse in the field of taming spirit beasts, and the number of spirit beast crystals they had in stock had to be shocking. Was there really a need for Elder Bamboo Pipe to buy spirit beast crystals for their disciple from the outside?
Or perhaps... it was something that the sender had decided to personally gift to Elder Bamboo Pipe's disciple?
In the end, Song Shuhang picked up that folded list.
On the list was the detailed information about the 'immortal clothing'. There were four sizes in total with ten clothes of each size.
On the back side of the list of immortal clothing were some words written by hand: 'A box of 33 spirit beast crystals'. The handwriting was the same as the person's that had written the ❮Encyclopedia of Animal Taming❯.
In addition, there was also a small paragraph below: 'Congratulations to my fellow disciple for breaking through the Second Stage Realm. I don't have anything good to gift you here with me. Therefore, I had no choice but to give you a box of carefully selected spirit beast crystals that can help you with your practice of the ❮Thirty-Three Divine Beasts' Technique❯.'
So that's how it was...
Song Shuhang took in his hand that box with spirit beast crystals inside again. For the current Song Shuhang, this box of spirit beast crystals was even more useful than the ❮Encyclopedia of Animal Taming❯.
It was something he could use immediately!
Lately, Song Shuhang could only helplessly watch as his cultivation realm was quickly increasing. At this time, he had basically broken through half of the small realms of the Second Stage Realm, but he was far from collecting even half of the 33 spirit beast crystals. In addition, many of the spirit beast crystals in his possession were of the Fourth Stage Realm. If he were to eat them, his body might end up exploding. Eating them equated to gambling his life.
On the other hand, if he failed to fully develop his innate true qi before reaching the Third Stage, the effects of the ❮Thirty-Three Divine Beasts' Technique❯ would be greatly weakened.
Suddenly getting this box full of spirit beast crystals had saved Song Shuhang a lot of time.
In addition, all the spirit beast crystals in the box were of the Second Stage rank, and he wouldn't have to be afraid of exploding after eating them with the ❮Whale Swallowing Technique❯. There simply wasn't a better gift for the current Shuhang.
"It was completely worth it!" Song Shuhang said.
It had been completely worth it to spend that spirit stone of the Fourth Stage to collect the sealed package.
Now, he only had to wait until tomorrow to eat Immortal Fairy Bie Xue's 'immortal dishes' and have his constitution strengthened to the point of reaching the limit of the Second Stage.
After that, he could start eating spirit beast crystals without worry and try to eat all the 33 types of spirit beast crystals before reaching the Third Stage.
At that time, his innate true qi would truly take shape, and the speed of his cultivation would be able to catch up to those geniuses that still had that wisp of true qi inherited from their mother's body.
On Song Shuhang's shoulder, Yu Jiaojiao was using her small claw to prop up her chin, apparently lost in thought. She felt that Song Shuhang's luck had been just too over the top for the past few days!
But whenever she mentioned the word 'luck', Shuhang would push the blame on Venerable White.
Was the legendary god of luck Venerable White truly so terrifying?
Yu Jiaojiao grabbed her small and exquisite tailor-made mobile phone.
It wouldn't cost her anything. Therefore, she might as well give it a try, right?
Immediately after, Yu Jiaojiao swiped with her small claws on the phone and scrolled until arriving at a picture of Venerable White where his long hair was braided into pigtails and coiled around the top of his head. It was precisely one of the pictures in the 'Senior White's expression package' that Song Shuhang and Soft Feather took back when they were seeking death together.
Yu Jiaojiao placed her small mobile phone on the edge of Song Shuhang's neck, using the collar of his clothes as a stand.
Speaking of which, Yu Jiaojiao didn't have any big wish lately. But if we were talking about small ones, she had one!
I really wish that the guy called Gao Moumou could write 30,000 characters on his own this evening. If it's 50,000, even better!
After discovering that Gao Moumou was Song Shuhang's good friend, Yu Jiaojiao couldn't forcefully lock him inside the small black room anymore. Such being the case, the number of daily chapters she could read wasn't enough to make her happy.
Thereupon, she thought for a moment and decided to express this wish to see whether praying to Senior White was really effective.
It couldn't harm to try!
Yu Jiaojiao joined her claws together and paid her respects to the figure displayed on the screen of her phone.
"..." Song Shuhang.
Shuhang had seen each of Yu Jiaojiao's actions through the reflection on the metallic box in front of him. Since his eyesight was particularly good, he even saw Senior White's picture on her small phone.
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Five or six minutes later, Tubo's voice echoed from the entrance of the villa. "Gao Moumou, Shuhang, I'm here. It's so hot today, and I've been blocked in the middle of the traffic with this terrible weather up until now!"
After hearing the voice of his friend, Gao Moumou enthusiastically went to welcome Tubo.
His girlfriend Yayi was sitting on the sofa and chatting with the white-haired daoist priest—or perhaps listening to one of his stories.
Song Shuhang quickly put in order the small box. Then, he put the whole big box away in his size-reducing purse. The capacity of his size-reducing purse wasn't too high, and it was almost full after placing the big box inside.
In addition, his purse had the shape of a rabbit...
Ah~ how could that senior that manufactured this purse for him have such bad taste?
After putting his things in order, Song Shuhang quickly headed downstairs to greet Tubo together with Gao Moumou.
In the evening, after even Yangde came over, the four roommates would finally meet up again. They would get dead drunk afterward!
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In the evening of that very day. Song Shuhang and the others really got dead drunk.
After Yangde arrived, the four roommates, as well as Yayi, the thick-skinned Daoist Priest Horizon, and an incredible beauty, happily drank together.
That beautiful woman that resembled a movie star was Yu Jiaojiao.
Song Shuhang lent her the shapeshifting brooch that he had borrowed from Soft Feather back then. The last time, he again forgot to return it to Soft Feather. Thereupon, he lent it to Yu Jiaojiao, who used it to assume her mother's appearance and accompany the others for a few drinks.
It was unknown whether or not True Monarch Tyrant Flood Dragon would shed a few tears after knowing that Yu Jiaojiao had backstabbed her mother like that.
Yu Jiaojiao's subordinates had prepared the dishes, and there were several ingredients of the world of cultivators inside. All the spiritual energy inside the ingredients was removed so that even ordinary people could eat them.
The alcohol was also provided by Yu Jiaojiao. It was part of the tribute that the sea race had paid to True Monarch Tyrant Flood Dragon. Even a cultivator would get drunk if they didn't use true qi or spiritual energy to resist its effects.
In the end, aside from the powerful Daoist Priest Horizon, all the present got drunk and looked awful.
The drunk Gao Moumou raised his cup and laughed heartily, "Ahaha! From today onwards, I'll aim to become a world-class author! I want to write a novel that gets adapted into a movie that becomes famous in the whole world!"
Yu Jiaojiao raised her cup and said, "Youngster, I really like this goal of yours! Just do it!"
Song Shuhang and the others had no idea as to what Gao Moumou had said. They only heard the word 'just do it' and raised their cups as well.
Gao Moumou raised his head and elegantly drank until the last drop the alcohol inside the cup. Afterward, he wobblingly stood up and said, "I, Gao Moumou, will keep my word! I'll start working from today to become one of the best authors in the world! I'll go to write something now. Today, I'll write to my heart's content and fight until dawn! You guys better not try to stop me, because I'll get very angry with whoever does that!"
Yu Jiaojiao, who had turned into a drunk fish, clapped her hands and saw him off.
Song Shuhang and the others also instinctively clapped their hands to see him off. Unexpectedly, no one stopped Gao Moumou from going writing.
In the next moment, the drunk Gao Moumou returned to his small black room and turned the computer on, starting to write.
Normally speaking, what kind of plot would come out if he started to write after getting this drunk?
Nevertheless, Gao Moumou was indeed somewhat out of the ordinary!
In ancient times, there were poets that would get drunk and start writing poems to their heart's content. Gao Moumou's situation was similar. After getting drunk to a certain point, he would start writing at incredible speed.
In addition, all the plot of the story was already in his mind, and he had thought about it over and over again.
Then, just in this fashion, the drunkard kept writing chapters until dawn...