Chapter 639 (1/2)

Translator: G.o.dBrandy Editor: Kurisu

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A stream of energy was pulled out of Song Shuhang’s body, ultimately disappearing. It was the energy belonging to the ghost spirit. After the ghost spirit was pulled towards the depths of the abyss, all the energy stored within Song Shuhang’s body that belonged to the ghost spirit disappeared as well.

As a consequence, the true liquid inside Song Shuhang’s body entered a chaotic state. He felt as though something inside him had been taken out, leaving him empty. Afterward, a feeling of weakness rushed up to his head.

At the same time, he couldn’t feel the ghost spirit anymore.

Had the ghost spirit died?

The ghost spirit accompanied him since the day he’d stepped on the path of cultivation and experienced all kinds of hards.h.i.+ps together with him. It had managed to evolve and turn into a high-rank ghost spirit from a middle-rank one with much difficulty. It had the potential to become an immortal ghost in the future, becoming a partner that could accompany Shuhang for a lifetime. But now, it had unexpectedly died?

“Shuhang, what happened to you?” Senior Brother Three Realms worried voice echoed.

Soon after, Su Clan’s Sixteen, Yu Jiaojiao, and Daoist Priest Horizon’s voices also echoed.

However, Song Shuhang was too weak at this time, so weak that he couldn’t even open his eyes.

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Is my ghost spirit really dead?

Song Shuhang was unwilling to give up and started to inspect his body. He inspected every inch of this body, but that ‘extra reserve of energy’ belonging to the ghost spirit had disappeared altogether.

It was completely different than that time when the l.u.s.trous scholar blocked the connection between him and the ghost spirit. This time, it seemed that the ghost spirit had truly disappeared…

No, wait a moment!

Song Shuhang stretched out his hand and touched his chest. Then, he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. After a short moment, he inspected his body again.

From what he could feel… although very weak and somewhat ‘incomplete’, the contract he had signed with the ghost spirit was still there.

Since the contract hadn’t disappeared, the ghost spirit hadn’t died, either.

Song Shuhang heaved a sigh of relief.

The ghost spirit hadn’t died but was pulled toward the depths of that bottomless abyss by that terrifying power. This was the reason he couldn’t sense its presence anymore.

This time, the disconnection between him and the ghost spirit was even more thorough than when the l.u.s.trous scholar blocked it. It wasn’t only the sense sharing that was cut off—even that extra reserve of energy inside Song Shuhang’s body that belonged to the ghost spirit disappeared.

It was the main reason he felt as if his body had been emptied out.

Nevertheless, the ghost spirit was still alive since the contract existed.

As long as the ghost spirit was alive, he would have an opportunity to rescue it.

After heaving a sigh of relief, Song Shuhang operated the ❮Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Technique❯ to recover from this feeling of weakness that was permeating his whole body.

At the same time, he recalled the bottomless abyss he saw earlier… what was that place?

That strength that pulled away his ghost spirit gave Song Shuhang the impression of something that had surpa.s.sed the concept of ‘s.p.a.ce’.

What kind of power could surpa.s.s the power of s.p.a.ce?

Song Shuhang wasn’t an inexperienced rookie cultivator anymore. At the very least, he knew that the power of s.p.a.ce was something that only Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcenders could use freely.

In that case, a strength that surpa.s.sed the Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcender rank…

What could intrinsically surpa.s.s s.p.a.ce…? Perhaps… time?

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Just as Song Shuhang was in deep thoughts, a small s.p.a.ce gate appeared in the center of his palm.

Soon after, a l.u.s.trous crystal fell into the palm of his hand. Just like the one that had come in contact with the body of the ghost spirit a while ago, this fragment was also a piece of that magical treasure of the Tribulation Transcender rank.

In the next moment, a piece of information was transmitted from the l.u.s.trous crystal to Song Shuhang’s brain.

❮Celestial Sprint❯ footwork. Celestial bodies move in circle day and night without rest, over and over again. A virtuous man should follow suit, energetically and incessantly striving for self-improvement.

It was a type of scholarly footwork from the same branch as the ❮Virtuous Man’s Ten Thousand Mile Walk❯. After one had successfully practiced the ❮Virtuous Man’s Ten Thousand Mile Walk❯ until reaching the master level, they could practice the follow-up technique as well.

The ❮Virtuous Man’s Ten Thousand Mile Walk❯ footwork was suitable for long-distance raids; one wouldn’t gasp for breath even after walking for thousands of miles. It was also pretty good to dodge attacks within a small range. After practicing it to the master level, the user would be as light as a swallow, skimming the surface of the water like a dragonfly.

On the other hand, the ❮Celestial Sprint❯ was a type of footwork that relied on the powerful const.i.tution of the user, and thanks to that, it was capable of instant speedups. It was a cultivation technique that combined body tempering and instant acceleration.

It was the final gift that the l.u.s.trous scholar left to Song Shuhang. During his last moments, he stimulated all the energy left in the Tribulation Transcender rank magical treasure and opened a small s.p.a.ce gate, pa.s.sing this small cultivation technique onto Song Shuhang.

After the technique was pa.s.sed down, the crystal lost its l.u.s.ter and turned into an ordinary piece of transparent gla.s.s.

Song Shuhang sighed faintly.

At this time, several voices echoed beside his ear.

“I think we should make Shuhang eat a medicinal pill to replenish his physical strength,” Yu Jiaojiao said.

Su Clan’s Sixteen said, “Perhaps we should feed him medicinal pills to make him restore his true qi and spiritual energy as well?”

Senior Brother Three Realms said, “I see that the aura of Shuhang’s whole body is in a chaotic state. I might as well use my energy to settle down the chaotic aura inside his body.”

“You are all mistaken! After I inspected him, I discovered that little friend Shuhang is so weak because he consumed a large amount of ‘origin true liquid’ within a short period of time. From the looks of it, he was comprehending something here next to the ancient well. This time, it’s my turn to get into action.” Daoist Priest Horizon laughed and said, “Since he lost a large amount of origin true liquid, he will be full of vigor only after I pa.s.s on to him one year’s worth of strength!”

After he heard these words, Song Shuhang used all his strength to open his eyes and said, “Daoist Priest… have mercy!”

“Eh? Little friend Shuhang actually woke up,” Daoist Priest Horizon said regretfully. “Little friend, your body lost a large amount of origin energy. Therefore, you should get some of my strength in order to replenish the origin energy you lost.”

Song Shuhang made a hollow laugh and said, “Thanks for your care, Daoist Priest. But there is really no need to pa.s.s me your strength. In addition, I don’t have anything with me that I can exchange with.”

“Perhaps you can allow… ahahaha.” Daoist Priest Horizon stopped halfway through his sentence. At first, he about to say ‘Perhaps you can allow Lady Onion to acknowledge me her teacher’. After all, that was his original objective!

“Anyway, thank you for your concern, Daoist Priest. But you guys don’t need to worry. I just need to sit in meditation for a while to recover.” Song Shuhang stretched out his hand and took out a portion of the ‘Snow Lake True Qi Powder 7th edition’ from his purse and ate it, starting to recover the true liquid inside his body.