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Back when Song Shuhang learned ❮Ksitigarbha’s Soul Ferrying Scripture❯, a copy of Ksitigarbha’s Soul Ferrying Scripture had appeared in the hands of the ‘true self’ generated through the ❮True Self Meditation Scripture❯.

Therefore, Song Shuhang guessed that ❮Ksitigarbha’s Soul Ferrying Scripture❯ might be something that had originated from the Jingang Temple. Afterward, it ended up in the hands of the western monk, who practiced it until creating his unique ‘Soul Ferrying Technique’, obtaining that thick light of virtue that now covered his body. It was a matter that had caused much pain to the liver of his teacher, Wu Yinzi—to the point that he couldn’t sleep at night properly.

Just as Song Shuhang was in deep thoughts, the voice of that strange and muscular dragon echoed once more. “Boy, I’ll remember you well. You evil survivor of the Jingang Temple! It’s useless to escape. I’ll find you even if you escape to the ends of the Earth and cut off your head, gulping it down at once! Anyway, I’ll temporarily leave your head attached to your neck. Therefore, you should enjoy as much as possible this little time you have left!”

“…” Song Shuhang found these threats rather familiar. Thereupon, he asked, “Excuse me, do you know the ‘sea urchin warriors’? Is it possible that you somehow obtained their ❮Sea Urchin Warriors’ 20 Years of Mandatory Education Manual❯?”

How come its threats were so similar to the ones the sea urchin warriors spouted if it hadn’t studied the ❮Sea Urchin Warriors’ 20 Years of Mandatory Education Manual❯?

“Hmph! Stupid kid, being obstinate and argumentative won’t help you live longer! I can assure you that you are dead meat! I’ll let you have a taste of the most brutal tortures in the world and eat your thin arms and legs little by little.” The muscular dragon grinned fiendishly.

Song Shuhang shrugged his shoulders and said, “Would you believe me if I were to tell you that I’m not a member of the Jingang Temple?”

“Ahahaha, what a coward! Are you scared now? But it’s way too late!” the strange, muscular dragon said with a smile.

“No, that’s not it. I was just planning to tell you that I’m not a monk, and I have no intention of becoming one, either.” Song Shuhang loosened his grip and asked, “Anyway, who are you?”

“You do not match to know who I am. All the evil survivors of the Jingang Sect must die. We will not allow any of you to escape. Live your days in fear until I come to take your head.” After he had said this much, the projection of the strange dragon started to fade.

Song Shuhang turned his head around and asked, “Sixteen, Jiaojiao, Senior Horizon, have you ever seen such a strange dragon before?”

Su Clan’s Sixteen shook her head. However, she had a dignified expression on her small face. After all, anything that had the bloodline of a ‘dragon’ wasn’t easy to deal with.

“I also don’t know of any type of dragon that can become like this after growing up. Perhaps it has undergone a mutation?” Yu Jiaojiao said.

Daoist Priest Horizon said, “It’s also my first time seeing this type of evil dragon.”

“Kekeke~” The muscular dragon laughed strangely, with the projection becoming paler and paler.

Song Shuhang nodded his head and suddenly took a step forward. Then, he took the glove off his hand and stretched it out toward the projection of the muscular dragon.

The projection was immaterial, but Song Shuhang just needed to metaphorically ‘touch’ it to activate the technique!

He recalled the 88,888 voices and operated the secret appraisal technique at full strength.

“Get into action!” Song Shuhang said.

By knowing the ins and outs of the enemy, one would emerge victorious each time! How could Song Shuhang defend himself from this unknown enemy if he didn’t even know about its background?

Therefore, the best course of action was to appraise the background of the other party—even if he had to lose some blood in return.

The secret appraisal technique was successfully activated.

A total of 33 wounds appeared on Song Shuhang’s back and arms. Fresh blood spurted out and dyed his clothes red. The resulting pain made him hiss.

Soon after, golden runes flowed out of his eyes and fell on the projection of the strange dragon.

The runes formed the picture of a clock, with the hands of the clock turning counterclockwise after.

After a short while, the runes returned to his eyes.

‘I don’t want only this much information, give me more!’ Song Shuhang roared inwardly.

The projection of that strange and muscular dragon, which had already faded to the point of becoming transparent, looked at Song Shuhang in puzzlement, unable to understand why he had suddenly started losing blood from all over the body.

But right at this time, the body of the strange dragon shook fiercely. It felt that there was something wrong, just as if someone was peeping at its main body. Was someone planning to kill it?

This feeling was very uncomfortable. Thereupon, it quickly took back its consciousness from the ‘supernatural projection’ and returned to its main body.

At this time, the new information that Song Shuhang had appraised was transmitted to his mind.

Song Shuhang took his hand back. His body had become soft after the huge loss of blood and crumbled to the ground. The wounds on his body had yet to heal, and fresh blood was still spurting out.

Nevertheless, a happy expression appeared on his face.

At this time, the projection of that strange and muscular dragon had disappeared without a trace, and only the ice-cold body of that demonic disciple of the Netherworld Realm was left.

When he crumbled to the ground, Song Shuhang swiftly put on the glove of passion of Swordsman Wooden Ox.

Then, he used his mental energy to activate the ‘healing technique’ on the ancient bronze ring. The healing technique started to cure the wounds on his back and arms. However, only a small part of the injuries was cured; the wounds were too deep.

Song Shuhang clenched his teeth in pain.

Su Clan’s Sixteen stretched out her hand and took out some medicinal pills, heading toward Song Shuhang and preparing to make him eat the pills.

But right at this time, Yu Jiaojiao also swiftly arrived next to Song Shuhang and said, “Miss Sixteen, you don’t need to worry. These wounds aren’t serious and are only flesh wounds. You don’t need to waste precious medicinal pills.”

Just as she was speaking, water-type healing techniques were applied to Song Shuhang’s back one after another. She had already experienced this troublesome ‘appraisal technique’ that Song Shuhang had obtained.

The wounds on Song Shuhang’s body started to quickly heal. Soon after, he laughed, satisfied.

“Do you still have the time to laugh? Aren’t you afraid that that strange, muscular dragon will come to bother you?” Yu Jiaojiao asked while healing Song Shuhang’s wounds.

“I’m not afraid that it will come. I’m more afraid that it won’t come!” Song Shuhang said.

A demodragon…

This cave lord from Mountain of Next Life situated in the Netherworld was a demodragon!

Even if the foul energy of the Netherworld contaminated it, it was still a demodragon originally.

Finding a demodragon meant that he could get his hands on the ‘demodragon medicine’, and if he could get his hands on the ‘demodragon medicine’, it meant that he could finally solve that problem about his mental energy being too strong and his constitution not being able to keep up!

At that time, he wouldn’t have to worry about someone hammering his head and giving him a headache. He would be able to sleep peacefully once again.

“Shuhang, did you discover something?” Su Clan’s Sixteen arrived next to Song Shuhang and asked.

“Yes, I now know the real identity of that strange, muscular dragon. Hehehe… I’ll tell you once we get back,” Song Shuhang said with a smile.

After ten breaths, the wounds on Song Shuhang’s body had completely healed.

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At this time, Senior Brother Three Realms came over with the reinforcements. The senior monks of the Faraway Wandering Temple had also hurried to the Jingang Immortal Cave.

It wasn’t uncommon for the water level of the ancient well in the Jingang Immortal Cave to decrease. However, it was the first time that the water in the ancient well had dried up completely, with the demons of the Netherworld sneaking through the passage at the bottom and reaching the immortal cave.

Luckily, no one had died this time.

After entering the Jingang Immortal Cave, the senior monks of the Faraway Wandering Temple used all types of buddhist techniques and got rid of the filthy energy inside the immortal cave.

Next, four senior monks surrounded the ancient well and engraved layer of layer of seals on it, thoroughly blocking it.

It was unknown whether the heart-tempering ancient well would return to its previous condition in the future.

Daoist Priest Horizon looked at the ancient well, somewhat depressed. Was this what they called ‘start to decline after reaching the zenith’? The ancient well started to spurt out water like a fountain and then dried up.

Now that the heart-tempering ancient well was gone, Daoist Priest Horizon could no longer come here to clear his mind and heart.

Luckily, he had managed to obtain enough blood demon pearls. As long as he could forge that magical treasure to transcend the tribulation quickly enough, he wouldn’t have to worry about his mood for some time.

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Some time later.

The disciples of the Faraway Wandering Temple apologized to each cultivator present in the Jingang Immortal Cave. In addition, they gave back all the spirit stones that these cultivators had paid to enjoy the heart-tempering effect of the well.

Since they were able to obtain the ‘Jingang token of authority’, these cultivators were on friendly terms with the Faraway Wandering Temple. In the end, they dispersed one after another after the apology of the Faraway Wandering Temple.

Right at this time, Senior Brother Three Realms arrived next to Song Shuhang and the others and said, “I’m really sorry, little friend Shuhang. I brought you over here from afar, but the ancient well had an accident before you could even start the heart-tempering process.”

After saying this much, Senior Brother Three Realms prepared to give back the spirit stones to Song Shuhang’s group.

Daoist Priest Horizon accepted the spirit stones. However, Song Shuhang refused the offer.

Song Shuhang explained, “Senior Brother Three Realms, I was able to grasp the first and second style of the ❮Demon Subduing Buddhist Fist Technique❯ during this trip over here. Therefore, I’m already returning home with a full load. If anything, I should be thankful that Senior Brother Three Realms traveled until the Jiangnan area to bring me over here!”

“Even if you are grateful, you should still accept these spirit stones. This has nothing to do with me; it’s an apology from the Faraway Wandering Temple itself. In addition, I’ve heard my senior brothers say that you killed that demon of the Netherworld. I’ll report this matter to my teacher,” Senior Brother Three Realms said with a smile. Then, he stuffed the spirit stones in Song Shuhang’s hand and said, “Congratulations for learning the ❮Demon Subduing Buddhist Fist Technique❯!”

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After saying goodbye to the busy Senior Brother Three Realms, Daoist Priest Horizon activated his flight-type magical treasure again and brought Song Shuhang and the others back to the Jiangnan area, destination Yu Jiaojiao’s villa.

On the flight-type magical treasure, the corner of Song Shuhang’s mouth rose into a smile. Then, he took out his blackened mobile phone and opened the Nine Provinces Number One Group, sending a friend request to Scholar Xian Gong.

Not even two seconds had passed when Scholar Xian Gong accepted Song Shuhang’s friend request.

“Is this little friend Seven Dao Names? But didn’t Fellow Daoist Firefly send you to space? How did you get the signal and managed to add me?” Scholar Xian Gong said.

What the hell is this ‘little friend Seven Dao Names’?! Song Shuhang almost broke the mobile phone in a fit of rage!