Chapter 702 (2/2)

Song Shuhang shook his head. He could easily tell that these threads of silk weren’t the impurities inside his body getting expelled.

Then, just as he thought of speaking again, an even longer thread of silk came out of his mouth before his voice could.

The quant.i.ty of the silk he was shooting out was increasing, and so was its speed.

Things reached the point that silk would shoot out of his mouth even as he was breathing. The silk threads were getting longer and longer. In the blink of an eye, Song Shuhang had shot out an almost three meters long silk thread.

Am I about to transform into a silkworm? Song Shuhang forced a smile.

Yu Jiaojiao blinked her eyes, and asked, “Shuhang, how do you feel? Perhaps you can try to communicate through the secret sound transmission technique.”

Song Shuhang nodded his head, and used the AOE secret sound transmission. He said, “I feel a bitter taste in my mouth, as well as a pungent and numbing feeling, which unconsciously made me open my mouth. But silk threads are now continuously shooting out of my mouth, and I can’t seem to find a way to stop them.”

Scholar Xian Gong furrowed his brows, and said, “Is that so? Don’t you feel anything else? For example, don’t you feel your const.i.tution getting stronger or your strength increasing?”

Was it possible that the demodragon medicine hadn’t been refined correctly?

“I feel that my const.i.tution has gotten a little stronger, but not too much. From what I can feel, the strength of the demodragon medicine has just started to fuse with my body,” Song Shuhang replied. “In addition, I have a strange impulse at this time.”

Yu Jiaojiao asked, “A strange impulse? What kind of impulse?”

“It should be the impulse… to spin a coc.o.o.n, I guess?” Song Shuhang himself didn’t dare to believe what he was saying, yet… he had this type of impulse in his heart. He had the sudden urge to spit silk out of his mouth and spin a coc.o.o.n, finally lying inside it.

“…” Yu Jiaojiao.

“…” Scholar Xian Gong.

“What to do? More and more silk is coming out of my mouth,” Song Shuhang said via secret sound transmission. In the time it took him to transmit these few sentences, a small pile of silk threads had appeared in front of his body, with the silk threads now being around ten meters long.

Yu Jiaojiao said, “In that case, why don’t you try to spin the coc.o.o.n?”

Scholar Xian Gong pondered for a moment, and said, “Little friend Shuhang, I think it’s worth giving it a try. As we know, insects can undergo a one-time transformation after spinning a coc.o.o.n. Perhaps your body will also undergo a one-time transformation after spinning a coc.o.o.n and breaking out of it!”

“…” Song Shuhang.

What Senior Xian Gong said was reasonable, and he had no way to refute his argument.

Such being the case, should he try spinning a coc.o.o.n?

But here came the problem… how was he supposed to spin a coc.o.o.n?

Since he was a young Chinese man born in the 21st Century, he had received nine years of compulsory education, after which followed three years of high school and one year of university. He had studied astronomy, geography, mathematics, biology, physics, language and literature, foreign languages, history, chemistry, music, mechanics, fine arts, physical education, civics, and so on…

He had gathered a great deal of knowledge, and it was unlikely that he would be able to make use of all this knowledge during his life.

This vast and precious knowledge had been inherited from the forefathers of humanity.

And yet, it turned out to be completely useless at this time! There wasn’t a single branch of science that could tell him how ‘humans’ could spin coc.o.o.ns as insects did!

The silk threads kept shooting out Song Shuhang’s mouth as he stood in place, dumbfounded.

Yu Jiaojiao urged him, “Shuhang, don’t stare blankly! Try to spin a coc.o.o.n!”

Scholar Xian Gong added at this time, “Little friend Shuhang, you can spin your coc.o.o.n without worries. With me here as your protector, there won’t be any problem. If there is any sudden crisis, I can immediately stop you.”

“…” Song Shuhang shook his head, and said via secret sound transmission, “Jiaojiao, Senior Xian Gong, can anyone of you tell me how humans can spin a coc.o.o.n?”

Yu Jiaojiao and Scholar Xian Gong were both speechless.

Yu Jiaojiao replied, “Although I’m a flood dragon and monster fish hybrid, I don’t know how to spin a coc.o.o.n.”

Scholar Xian Gong exhaled a mouthful of white smoke, and said, “I’m a pure human cultivator, and I have no idea how to spin a coc.o.o.n, either.”

At the critical moment, both Yu Jiaojiao and Scholar Xian Gong were unable to provide help.

Song Shuhang could only sigh and take out his mobile phone.

With silk threads still coming out of his mouth, Song Shuhang opened the Nine Provinces Number One Group and started typing on the keyboard.

In the Nine Provinces Number One Group.

Virtuous Buddhist Sabersman: “Is there any senior online? I wanted to ask: Does anyone of you know how humans can spin a coc.o.o.n? I’m currently shooting silk out of my mouth and anxiously waiting for a reply!”

The first one to reply was obviously Northern River’s Loose Cultivator.

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator: “Little friend Shuhang, I’m sorry, but I can’t help you with this one. I’m a pure human cultivator, and I don’t know how we can spin a coc.o.o.n. PS: I think that pure human cultivators are unable to produce silk in the first place. PS2: As for your question on how to spin a coc.o.o.n, you can ask the monster cultivators in the group.”

Young Master Phoenix Slayer: “Fellow Daoist Northern River, your statement is incorrect. I’m a pure monster cultivator, and I still have no idea how humans can spin a coc.o.o.n. I think that little friend Shuhang should ask an insect-type cultivator.”

Cave Lord Snow Wolf: “I agree with Young Master Phoenix Slayer.”

True Monarch Tyrant Flood Dragon: “I agree with Young Master Phoenix Slayer +1.”

Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman: “Is there any senior in our group that is an insect-type monster cultivator?”

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber: “If we are talking about insect-type cultivators, we should tag @Spirit b.u.t.terfly Island’s Soft Feather ! I’m pretty sure that Venerable Spirit b.u.t.terfly started practicing when he was a small caterpillar, and finally turned into a ‘spirit b.u.t.terfly’ with the pa.s.sage of time. That’s most likely how it went!”