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Song Shuhang didn’t use any flying tools. After applying a simple illusion technique to conceal his presence, he slowly advanced through the sky and stepped on the clouds using his own realm’s strength.

With each step he took, a black lotus flower would appear in advance and marked where he was about to step.

The headless Lady Onion transformed into her onion form and sat on his shoulder while gently swinging her legs.

“I finally made it out of the Devouring Abyss Pavilion alive,” Lady Onion said softly.

In the Devouring Abyss Pavilion, facing Immortal Fairy Bie Xue felt like confronting her arch-nemesis. Lady Onion had not dared utter a single sound. Throughout the entire ordeal, she had been suppressing her own presence. She feared that if she spoke a bit louder, Immortal Fairy Bie Xue would grab her and slice her into pieces.

Song Shuhang gave a faint smile.

In the short term, Immortal Fairy Bie Xue shouldn’t have any intentions regarding Lady Onion. After all, she had previously bought a batch of green onion strips from Song Shuhang, which should suffice for some time.

“Have you overcome your fear of heights?” Lady Onion suddenly inquired.

Song Shuhang sighed. “Don’t spoil the mood.”

He had leisurely walked through the clouds and exuded a powerful aura that was immediately disrupted by Lady Onion.

“Well, if I don’t go too fast, I’ll be fine,” Song Shuhang slowly explained.

With his current abilities, he didn’t have to worry about looking down from the clouds. After all, with his Seventh Stage Venerable Realm and the protection of three body-tempering divine techniques, the only one who would be injured if he fell would be Mother Earth, not him.

***

The distance between the Food Abyss Pavilion and Jiangnan University Town wasn’t far.

This distance was meticulously calculated by Immortal Fairy Bie Xue—it wasn’t too close, yet not too far either. Even without using a magical tool, Song Shuhang quickly arrived in the sky above Jiangnan University Town.

It was the time when young students were hurrying to their morning classes.

The entrances to the university town were bustling with people.

As Song Shuhang looked at the scene below, he felt a familiar yet strangely distant sensation.

Experience changes people.

Whether through growth or sideways progression, experiences invariably bring change.

“It hasn’t been too long, but I already feel out of place in school.” Song Shuhang sighed.

Lady Onion hit the nail on the head. “Because your mental age is that of an old man.”

To be honest, from the moment she occupied Song Shuhang’s consciousness, Lady Onion had absorbed knowledge of his experiences.

If someone else had undergone what Song Shuhang had, their minds would have shattered long ago.

Not many people could maintain the same liveliness as Song Shuhang after repeatedly facing death, enduring torture, and experiencing the world’s most excruciating pain time and time again.

Partially due to this stimulation, Lady Onion had been diligently cultivating and seeking knowledge.

“Nonsense, my mental age is at most 40 years old,” Song Shuhang retorted.

He scanned the small forest not far from the male dormitory with his consciousness and locked onto Qing Wu’s position.

Just as he was preparing to land, his phone rang.

Song Shuhang took out his phone.

“Be careful, don’t drop it from such a high altitude. At this height, if the phone falls and hits someone, it could be fatal,” Lady Onion reminded.

Song Shuhang was left speechless.

Generally speaking, there shouldn’t be such a careless person among cultivators, right?

Senior Phoenix Slayer was calling.
“Senior Phoenix Slayer, why did you call me so early?” Song Shuhang answered the call.

“Hello, Shuhang. Are you on Earth?” Young Master Phoenix Slayer’s voice sounded.

“I’m here,” Song Shuhang said with a smile. “I just returned to the Jiangnan area. Senior, is there something you need?”

“I don’t know why, but when you call me senior now, I suddenly feel like hitting you,” Young Master Phoenix Slayer replied.

Song Shuhang was speechless.

‘Senior Phoenix Slayer, let’s have a proper conversation.

How am I supposed to respond like this?’

“I heard that you’ve raised a batch of spirit beasts and magic beasts, so I was thinking of buying something from you to earn some pocket money,” Young Master Phoenix Slayer continued.

“Senior Phoenix Slayer, you know I sacrificed spirit stone slags?” Song Shuhang was touched. Young Master Phoenix Slayer was like a mind reader.

Young Master Phoenix Slayer was confused.

Even the spirit stone slags had been sacrificed?

“Senior, what do you want to buy?” Song Shuhang said with a smile.

“I want fur. All kinds of spirit beast fur, magic beast fur, as long as it’s soft, I want it,” Young Master Phoenix Slayer said.

Song Shuhang was left speechless.

“Why is there no sound? Is the signal bad?” Young Master Phoenix Slayer asked in puzzlement.

Song Shuhang let out a faint sigh. “Senior Phoenix Slayer, how about you give me some time?”

In a few months, new fur would grow.

If that didn’t work… Song Shuhang wanted to see if he could improve the Hair Growth Spell and adapt it to work on spirit beasts.

“How long?” Young Master Phoenix Slayer asked.

“Two or three months?” Song Shuhang inquired.

“Goodbye.” Young Master Phoenix Slayer hung up the phone without hesitation.

Song Shuhang held his phone and looked up at the sky.

Then, he reached up and scratched his short hair. He wondered if Senior Phoenix Slayer would accept Profound Sage Tyrannical Song’s long hair.

In terms of softness, it was definitely not inferior to spirit beast fur.

At the same time, he opened the notepad on his phone and recorded the [Enhanced Hair Growth Technique].

Even if it couldn’t be used on spirit beasts… if it could be modified, it might become an unexpected surprise when used against enemies.

With the Mutated Hair Growth Technique, the hair on the other party’s body would grow wildly and instantly transform them into a furball.

It felt quite amusing.

In the small forest, the monster willow Qing Wu sensed the aura of Profound Sage Tyrannical Song’s mental energy.

Qing Wu had been about to get up and buy breakfast for her roommates. She stopped and waited for Tyrannical Song.

Song Shuhang landed beside her and asked, “Qing Wu, has anything significant happened at school recently?”

Qing Wu’s tree branches swayed slightly. She then briefly recounted her recent experiences while pretending to be Song Shuhang.

“Thank you for your efforts.” Song Shuhang took out a portion of ‘living spring’ and handed it to the monster willow.

He didn’t have much to offer, so he could only share some Inner World specialties.

“In addition, Sage Monarch Tyrannical Song, it seems that there has been a change in the soil at school,” Qing Wu brought up the matter again after receiving the spring water.

“Mutation? In this area?” Song Shuhang furrowed his brow. He immediately thought of those evil spirits outside the Abyss Consumer Pavilion.

“Yes, it smells like it’s gone bad.” Qing Wu lightly tapped her tree branch.

Song Shuhang stretched out his hand and pressed it on the ground.

His divine sense penetrated the earth and extended downward.

Sure enough, deep within the ground, there was an aura similar to the ones left by the evil spirits outside the Abyss Consumer Pavilion.

However, Xie Wang had likely sensed the presence of the monster willow Qing Wu and had already disappeared.