Cultivation Chat Group Chapter 2257 - 2257 Life or money?

Chapter 2257 - 2257 Life or money?

2257 Life or money?
The coffin’s lid exploded?
I am neither Newton nor Isaac, so why can’t my coffin stay put?
Without the coffin lid, he would be facing the remains of Wielder of the Will Fat Ball directly. Just how stressful was that?
At this time, the fragments of the lid reached the Wielder’s corpse; every piece was covered with sharp sword qi as it slashed at the ball.
The sky was filled with sword light, which then turned into a sword net as it covered the remains of Wielder of the Will Fat Ball in an attempt to stall it.
At the same time, a wooden sword slipped through the cracks in the stone coffin and landed in Song Shuhang’s hand.
It was Senior White’s small-black-room-breaking disposable flying sword.
The exploding lid was a defense mechanism left by Senior White before he left.
As long as the golden sand where Shuhang’s grave was located was touched, this defense mechanism would be activated.
The exploding coffin lid could buy Song Shuhang some time and wake him up from his state of meditation, although the second function was not needed at this moment.
When the coffin exploded, the disposable flying sword would be activated, taking Song Shuhang and Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet out of the gaps between the small black rooms.
In order for Song Shuhang to close up safely, Senior White had arranged everything very carefully.
At this point, the disposable flying sword was ready.
The wooden sword turned into a rainbow, engulfing Song Shuhang and the stone tablet.
The duo turned into light and were swept up into the sky.
The remains of Wielder of the Will Fat Ball stood blankly, enduring all the sword light slashes… It failed to stop the disposable flying sword’s escape light.
“Hahaha!” After turning into light, Song Shuhang let out a hearty laugh.
I’m safe!
As long as Senior White’s small-black-room-breaking disposable flying sword was activated, even Netherworld Ruler Fat Ball could not stop it.
Song Shuhang’s panicked heart finally calmed down.
Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet also let out a breath of relief.
The light formed by the disposable flying sword pierced through space and began to make its way to the main world.
This gave him a real sense of security!
If the Inner World was no longer hiding, that meant that the crisis was over.
As long as he could open the Inner World, Song Shuhang could do thousands of things. He could fight or retreat, attack as he advanced, or defend as he retreated.
Just when these thoughts flashed through his head, a terrifying suction force emerged from behind him.
The sword light, which had already broken out of the Wielder’s prison, was abruptly dragged back.
Song Shuhang: “!!!”
Even the small-black-room-breaking disposable flying sword could not break free from the suction force!
His divine sense swept back, and as a result, strands of his mental energy were locked onto by the powerful suction force and swallowed up.
Behind him, the remains of Wielder of the Will Fat Ball had turned into a black hole. Right now, its existence could only be sensed in an indirect manner.
Near the black hole, everything was swallowed.
Sands, islands, poisonous water… and even light!
Even the light that the disposable flying sword had transformed into could not break free from the black hole’s suction and was forcibly dragged back.
As the sword light was dragged back, Song Shuhang sensed that his Inner World was gradually being cut off; he was losing his connection with it.
[Inner World, open!]
Taking advantage of the fact that the Inner World was still accessible, he had to escape. Or else, he might never be able to.
The Inner World opened quickly… but Song Shuhang failed to enter it.
The suction force coming from the remains of Wielder of the Will Fat Ball could bend and collapse space. Additionally, this force contained a trace of incomplete power from the Heaven’s Will.
This was why the disposable flying sword also got pulled back.
The power of the Wielder of the Heaven’s Will was above all things; this was an absolute rule.
The Inner World failed to take Song Shuhang and the stone tablet away safely. Not only that, but there were many shiny objects in the Inner World that were pulled out by the black hole’s suction force.
The shiny objects were spirit stones!
Boxes of spirit stones and the gemstone fruit cores that he had planted in the Inner World could be seen—these gemstone fruit cores were practically the same as spirit stones.
His heart hurt so much that he could not even utter a word.
These were the spirit stones that he was going to use to repay his debt to Senior Ruler of Shadows, and it was the only money he had.
However, he couldn’t simply close his Inner World.
Between life and money, he would obviously choose money… No, life.
If the entrance to the Inner World was closed, it would be equivalent to destroying his only path to survival.
With it open, there was at least a small chance that he could survive this ordeal.
So, Song Shuhang couldn’t close the entrance even with the spirit stones being sucked out continuously. All he could do was let the Inner World Assistant quickly transfer his assets, treasures, and spirit stones to reduce his losses as much as possible.
“Spirit stones? Perfect!” Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet was overjoyed.
It rolled violently while enveloped by the light.
It caught all of the spirit stones that were pulled out from the Inner World and merged them into its body.
Song Shuhang was heartbroken… but he still found some comfort from this.
It was better for the spirit stones to be swallowed by Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet than ending up in the black hole.
After Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet devoured a large number of spirit stones, patterns lit up on its body.
Its body was actually divided into an inner and outer layer.
The inner layer hid mysterious attack methods, but a large number of spirit stones was needed to activate them.
It was a magical treasure for the rich. To be honest, a person like Song Shuhang could not afford the upkeep of such an item at all.
A large number of spirit stones were burned.
“Divine Suppression!” Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet uttered in a grave voice.
In its inner layer, two immemorial characters lit up—these were not characters of the ancient era as they belonged to an even older time.
Afterward, the projection of a large white tablet emerged from the body of Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet.
When the white tablet first emerged, it was the same size as Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet’s body. Soon, a white light shone from it.
This pure white light was like a flame, crazily burning all the substances that could be burned around it.
In an instant, it turned into a dazzling white sun.
Within the sun, the ancient words “Divine Suppression” contained unparalleled might, suppressing the black hole that the remains of Wielder of the Will Fat Ball had turned into.
Behind him, Song Shuhang felt the suction force on his body lighten.
However… It was not by much.
If the suction force was reduced a little bit more, he would be able to escape into the Inner World.
In Song Shuhang’s mind, many plans appeared.
First, he thought of using the Sage’s Impregnating Gaze, but it would definitely have no effect on the remains of Wielder of the Will Fat Ball.
The ?Heaven Burning Flaming Saber Technique? required the cooperation of Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword, but it was not around right now.
The ?Saber-Nurturing Technique? required his hand to slide on something, but it was too late for him to do that now. Entering melee range against the remains of Wielder of the Will Fat Ball would spell his death.
An attack with the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Combined Magical Treasure? No, that was his life-bound magical treasure. If it was sucked into the black hole, his losses would be huge.
The Karmic Saber? No, it took too long to store power, and that would be a test of his luck. If there was no big shot willing to help him, the Karmic Saber would not be effective at all.
After much deliberation, the skill that Song Shuhang least wanted to use was the one that was most suitable and had the power to cause damage to the corpse of Wielder of the Will Fat Ball… the Pay-To-Win Strike.
Is life more important than money?
Of course, money is more important… No, wait, life is more important!