Chapter 1399 - Comparing notes amicably while guiding one another (1/2)

Thrice Reckless stretched out his hand, and said, “Wait, Seven. I also have a question for Tyrannical Song!”

Afterward, he quickly sent a message in the Nine Provinces Number One Group.

Frice Reckless Mad Saber: “Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song, since you know of Seven’s junior, do you know which fairy maiden am I failing to recall? She should be someone very important to me, but I can’t seem to picture her in my mind.”

Song Shuhang replied, “Do you mean Fairy Skylark?”

For the past few years, Fairy Skylark would find enjoyment in teasing Thrice Reckless, and she felt that Thrice Reckless suited her taste pretty well. To her, a man who didn’t seek death was like a salted fish.

Frice Reckless Mad Saber: “I don’t know if the one I forgot is Fairy Skylark, but where is she right now? Does Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song have any information?”

Song Shuhang replied, “Fairy Skylark came out earlier than us… It’s possible that she has already gone to look for you.”

Currently, Skylark was divided into two.

Skylark’s old body and the ‘bone of eternity’ were left with the ruler of the Netherworld, Liquid Metal Ball Two, and were locked in the Wielder’s small black room.

As for the newborn Skylark, she had returned to the main world after the demonic tribulation. With her character, she should be working to prepare for her heavenly tribulation. After that, she would probably look for Senior Thrice Reckless.

However, there was a problem here. The new Skylark was a miniature version of the old one. After Thrice Reckless met her, with his death-seeking character, only the heavens knew what would happen.

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber said, “If that’s so, then I’m relieved.”

After Thrice Reckless Mad Saber’s questions were answered, the topic in the Nine Provinces Number One Group went back to the Immortal Feast.

The Immortal Feast this year seemed like it wasn’t going to be as peaceful as previous ones.

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator curiously asked, “Where’s Seven? Didn’t he say that he was going to make a call and ask about the Immortal Feast?”

Su Clan’s Seven: “Wait, I’m still comparing notes with Thrice Reckless.”

“And you still have time to chat in the group?” Northern River’s Loose Cultivator couldn’t laugh or cry.

Su Clan’s Seven: ” I’ve already become a True Monarch, and I can now abuse Thrice Reckless with one hand. Give me a moment, I will make the call right now.”

(Blank Nickname]: “By the way, I forgot to ask just now, has Senior White come out of seclusion?”

The Nine Provinces Number One Group quieted down, and no one answered for a long while.

About half a minute later.

Su Clan’s Seven: “I got news. Originally, this Immortal Feast was only for pract.i.tioners of Earth… However, a few tables were added later for pract.i.tioners from other places in the universe. In other words, there will be people from all over the universe coming over. During the Immortal Feast, it will be difficult to avoid exchanging notes. It’s exciting just to think about it.”

Comparing notes was one of Su Clan’s Seven’s favorite things to do.

Su Clan’s Seven added, “It is possible that there will be two ways of comparing notes. One of the ways will be bouts based on one’s realm, and since it’s a compet.i.tion during the Immortal Feast, we’ll be comparing notes amicably while guiding one another. The other way will be the compet.i.tion between geniuses, with people being grouped depending on age. For example, pract.i.tioners below 20 years of age would be placed into a large group, and the large group would then be divided into those under 10, under 15, and under 20 years old. After that, there will be compet.i.tion within the three groups. Pract.i.tioners under 40 will also be placed into a large group, and then similarly part.i.tioned into smaller groups. Only this way can the gap between the geniuses be quantified.”

Those who could partic.i.p.ate in the Immortal Feast were generally at the Fifth Stage or above. This group of powerful people was likely to compare notes depending on their realm.

However, young talented disciples would also be brought to the Immortal Feast. Most of these talented disciples were only at the Second or Third Stage Realm. Because they were all geniuses of the same generation, the gap between them wouldn’t be too big. Therefore, age could be used as a way to determine the groupings. Song Shuhang pinched his chin and fell into thought.

If he wanted to compare notes with others, how was he supposed to be grouped? Song Shuhang thought to himself, Hmm, I should be included in those grouped by age. After all, I am only 18 years old. Still, he felt like he would be bullying the others if so.

I wonder how powerful the other pract.i.tioners under 20 are in the other parts of the universe…

He hoped that the Sage Names ‘Profound Sage Tyrannical Song’ and ‘Demon Sage Tyrannical Scholar’ on him wouldn’t scare them… If he had no choice, he could look for a way to reduce the Sage Seal’s effect.

After all, it was about comparing notes amicably while guiding one another.

In addition… he seemed to have been forgotten by the seniors in the group again.

It truly was heart-stifling.

“I should just call Senior Yellow Mountain and ask him about the situation.” Song Shuhang opened his contacts list on his phone.

“Ouch!” At this moment, a soft cry came from the Divine Lobster’s Chariot behind him.

Song Shuhang quickly turned his head and found Soft Feather holding her head while sitting up in the chariot.

“Soft Feather, you’ve finally woken up.” Song Shuhang let out a sigh of relief. After coming out of the trial grounds, Soft Feather had been unconscious until this moment. Song Shuhang had become a little worried about her mental state. After all, she had been possessed by the Heavenly Emperor.

“Mm, Senior Song, was I asleep for a long time?” Soft Feather rubbed her head vigorously. “What happened? I feel like my head is splitting apart.” Song Shuhang said, “When we got out of the trial grounds, you were possessed by an ancient big shot.”

Soft Feather asked, “What?”