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Song Shuhang was unable to sleep.

In fact, ever since he’d reached the Fourth Stage Realm, he no longer needed that much sleep; it would not even be a problem for him not to sleep for several months. At most, thick dark circles might emerge under his eyes like those of Medicine Master.

For him, sleeping was more of a habit. In addition, while he was sleeping, he would also be running the (True Self Meditation Scripture) quietly not to waste any time.

However, during this night, as soon as he closed his eyes, his mind became filled with the various shameful postures of the (200 Must-have Skills for a Monster Spirit to Survive) and how he looked when he practiced the shameful secret techniques himself.

“Go die, go die, go die.” Song Shuhang rubbed his face.

Why were the impressions of these kinds of shameful memories so strong?

As he was unable to sleep, he instead chose to practice the ‘Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Technique’ silently until dawn.

Just as the sky was becoming bright outside, he got up from his bed.

Song Shuhang brought out paper and the ‘Heaven and Earth Worshipping Brush’ and began another day of practice.

The first thing he wrote was the (Righteous Body Tempering Poem) to practice the ‘Scholarly Indestructible Body’. This (Scholarly Indestructible Body of the Buddha) was something that he could use all the way until he reached the Eighth or Ninth Stage. It was, after all, a secret technique created by the Scholarly Sage himself.

Afterwards, he practiced all kinds of saber techniques and body techniques, and after that, there were the several small magical techniques that Senior White had taught him.

Now that I think about it, I actually have a really small number of magical techniques at my disposal. Although I have already reached the Fourth Stage Realm, I haven’t even learned basic formations. It looks like I’ve been blinded by my progress in cultivation itself, Song Shuhang thought to himself.

It seemed that he was going to appear in the Nine Provinces Number One Group more in the near future so that he could see if there were any seniors who needed some help and would reward the helper with magical techniques.

Either that or he could go on an adventure and collect some magical techniques that he could practice. In the future, it would also be great to have some things to give to his disciples. Dueling others was also a possible choice.

After a practice session, Song Shuhang looked at the turtle, and said, “Senior Turtle, it’s already morning, wake up.”

The tortoise remained still, and continued sleeping soundly.

Forget it, I’ll just wake him up later.

I’ll first check if Little Cai and Lady Onion have already recovered.

As Song Shuhang opened the door of his room, it just so happened that Immortal Fairy Bie Xue was carrying a bucket of water and coming over.

Immortal Fairy Bie Xue said, “You’re awake?” She appeared to be in a good mood.

Song Shuhang replied, “Good morning, Immortal Fairy.”

“Well, you should rest for a while more. I’ll make a light breakfast for all of you… Hm, this breakfast will be free. Next time, if you have good ingredients, like that crocodile leg from last time and the whale this time, you’d better bring them to me.” Immortal Fairy Bie Xue smiled, and her eyes turned into crescent moons.

After yesterday’s ‘Eighth Stage Sage whale feast’, her cooking skills improved to the next level, and with the feedback she got, even her realm improved.

While they were talking, the Immortal Fairy’s cute nose twitched and she sniffed around. “I feel like I can smell a really top-grade ingredient. Little friend Shuhang, did you find something good again?”

Song Shuhang: “…”

Immortal Fairy, you can’t be talking about Senior Turtle, right? Although he did have the urge to kill the turtle and make it into turtle soup yesterday, it was only a passing urge.

Song Shuhang asked, “Immortal Fairy, do you smell a turtle?”

“It should be. My intuition is telling me it’s a great ingredient.” Immortal Fairy Bie Xue lowered the bucket she was holding, and said, “So, is it a turtle ingredient? Can I help you handle it? I’m telling you, when it comes to dealing with turtle ingredients, I’m very good at it. I even have 108 techniques. Whether it’s clear soup, thick soup, medicated soup, or whatever else, I can tell you with assurance that it will be delicious. In addition, I also have a special technique that I can use to cut the turtle into bits that would allow it to perfectly integrate into soft bread. I did this for one of my previous Immortal Feasts, and that dish was its highlight. It’s soft and the taste is perfect, it’s chewy too. Countless seniors even ordered it from me after the feast.”

Song Shuhang’s mouth watered as he listened to Immortal Fairy Bie Xue… For a moment there, he really got the urge to sell Senior Turtle to Immortal Fairy Bie Xue.

Song Shuhang regretfully said, “Ah, Senior Bie Xue, unfortunately, the one you smell isn’t an ingredient. It’s Senior Beifang’s monster pet who came to help me make a medicinal pill.”

Immortal Fairy Bie Xue blinked when he heard that it was the Great Northern Emperor’s monster pet. “Unfortunate indeed.”

“Yeah,” Song Shuhang agreed.

“Well, I’ll go make breakfast for all of you first.” Immortal Fairy Bie Xue lifted the bucket of water once again.

Song Shuhang suddenly thought of one thing. “By the way, Fairy Bie Xue, have you heard of ‘Buddha’s Hand Fruit’?”

Immortal Fairy Bie Xue said, “Yeah, it’s a kind of medicinal ingredient that buddhist sects would cultivate. However, it isn’t used in cooking, as its taste isn’t that good. As such, I’ve never used it in any of my dishes.”

As a professional immortal chef, no matter what was said or done, she would always think of it in terms of ‘taste’ and such.

Song Shuhang said, “Do you know where I can get this medicinal ingredient?”

Immortal Fairy Bie Xue answered, “I remember that there is a cultivation market in the city near here. The market is underneath a large lake. I’ll give you the coordinates in a moment, and you should be able to buy the Buddha’s Hand Fruit there.”

Song Shuhang said, “Thank you for the help. Also… around how much does a Buddha’s Hand Fruit cost?”

All the spirit stones in the spatial magical treasure that he had borrowed from Senior White were taken away by the ‘Almighty Merchant’ in exchange for the flat imperial hat.

As such, now there were only some fragmented spirit stones left on him. If the fruit was too expensive, he had to borrow some money from Senior White.

Immortal Fairy Bie Xue replied, “I remember that it isn’t that expensive, a Fifth Stage spirit stone should already be enough.”

Song Shuhang let out a breath of relief; he still had Fifth Stage spirit stones on him.

At this point, he continued on to the room next to his to take a look at Lady Onion and Little Cai.

Lady Onion’s aura was even stabler than before. It seemed that she was not going to have a problem getting through her inner demon tribulation. She was going to wake up and reach the Third Stage Realm at any moment now.

However, the state of Little Cai who was by her side was getting worse and worse, and her aura remained chaotic.

Song Shuhang softly said, “Should I just use Dharma King Creation’s singing voice on Little Cai now?”

At this moment, Senior White’s voice sounded. “Wait for a bit more, she’s at a critical point. If she can get through it, it will be an opportunity that will allow her to have a firmer dao heart.”

Song Shuhang said, “I’m a little worried about her. Little Cai’s will isn’t really firm.”

Senior White said, “Rest assured, my clone will always be here to watch over them. If Little Cai’s state gets really dangerous, I will play Fellow Daoist Creation’s song for her. If not that, I’ll directly get Fellow Daoist Creation to come over.”

Song Shuhang nodded.

Did this mean that the Senior White who was talking with him was a clone?

Song Shuhang asked, “Senior White, is your main body still resting?”

Senior White replied, “The main one is cultivating right now. He will come out later for breakfast.”

Song Shuhang said, “Alright, I’ll be having Little Cai and Lady Onion trouble Senior White. I have to go out in a while to look for a medicinal ingredient in the cultivator market.”

Senior White asked, “What are you planning on buying?”

Song Shuhang replied, “Something called Buddha’s Hand Fruit, do you have it in your treasury?”

Senior White replied, “That thing tastes bad and its grade is also quite low, so I never bothered to collect it.”

Song Shuhang said, “Well, it is a medicinal material. Good medicine is usually bitter, so it’s normal that it tastes bad.”

Such a poor fruit-it was actually despised twice in the morning because of it not being suitable for cooking and having a bad taste.

Buddha’s Hand Fruit: I’m just a kind of medicinal ingredient, a medicine! I’m not a snack!

Senior White’s clone asked, “Speaking of eating… how many ‘Saber Intent Condensing Lotus Seeds’ have you transformed?”

Song Shuhang reached out and pulled out a small box from his magical bracelet. “Not many have transformed recently. I’ve accumulated a total of about 200.”

“Alright, then I’ll take them first.” Senior White kept the lotus seeds, took out a large box, and gave the large box to Song Shuhang. “Here, you can have these snacks.”

This large box was full of dazzling virtuous bayberries.

“Thank you, Senior White.” Song Shuhang put the box away-Senior White was really too much. After giving him one box after the other, he almost placed him back right to where he had been before.

After leaving Little Cai’s room, Song Shuhang went to Su Clan’s Sixteen’s room and took a look.

Sixteen was still practicing. The medicinal effects of the previous day’s ‘Eighth Stage Sage whale feast’ were simply too copious. She took advantage of this opportunity to condense another bone, and she was now at a critical point.

Beside her was a defensive formation. She’d likely placed this to remind everyone not to disturb her for now.

As such, Song Shuhang quietly left Sixteen’s room, went to the dining room, and waited for Immortal Fairy Bie Xue to serve breakfast.

After eating, he planned on going to that market.

While he waited for breakfast, Song Shuhang contacted Young Master Phoenix Slayer again and asked when he would arrive.

Young Master Phoenix Slayer replied that he was still at True Monarch Yellow Mountain’s place. Recently, he had been helping True Monarch Yellow Mountain to arrange Doudou’s wedding. Calculating the time, if he were to come over, he would probably arrive at around 2 or 3 in the afternoon.

With this being the case, there was not going to be any conflicting times in his schedule.

After eating breakfast…

Senior White and Su Clan’s Sixteen were still practicing

As such, Song Shuhang and the sea turtle flew to the nearby city and headed towards the great lake cultivator market that Immortal Fairy Bie Xue had mentioned.

Song Shuhang brought out his treasured saber Broken Tyrant and got his invisible saber insect to stay by his side.

The sea turtle groaned, and said, “You fly so slow.”

Song Shuhang said, “There’s nothing that can be done about it. After all, I’m only at the Fourth Stage Realm.”

The sea turtle said, “You’re the first faker in a thousand years.”

Song Shuhang said, “…If Senior Turtle slows down, will you be able to carry me?”

“Hey, hey, hey.” The sea turtle snickered, and said, “Are you thinking of riding me? There’s no way I’m letting that happen. The only person who can ride me is the Great Northern Emperor. So, I’m sorry, I can’t fly while carrying you.”

Song Shuhang looked up at the sky.

He felt a slight pain in his neck. It should have been because of the many times he’d been ‘looking at the sky’ recently.

At around 9:20, Song Shuhang arrived at the great lake.

Song Shuhang said, “The cultivator market is at the bottom of this lake, let’s dive in.”

The sea turtle said, “No need to bother. Although my realm had been sealed by my master, I can still use my spatial abilities. Watch this.”

While saying that, the turtle opened a spatial gate and directly brought Song Shuhang and itself into the cultivator market that was at the bottom of the lake.

Song Shuhang: “…”

Senior Turtle, believe it or not, I’m going to pummel your turtle shell!

Since you still have your spatial powers, why would you let me fly for all of that time? Did you think that it would be funny?