Cultivation Chat Group Chapter 2262 - 2262 Status

Chapter 2262 - 2262 Status

2262 Status
Song Shuhang swore to god that he did not mean to do it.
Lady Onion’s onion sprout spun around in the air, before finally inserting itself into the ground beside the living spring like a sharp blade.
“Huh? What happened? Why did the world suddenly turn black?” Lady Onion asked in bewilderment.
Senior Turtle: “…”
Pavilion Master Chu: “…”
Before the silly onion could react, Song Shuhang acted without thinking.
He used the ?Virtuous Man’s Ten Thousand Mile Walk? and instantly flashed to the position of the sprout that he had flicked off of Lady Onion’s body. Then, he stretched out his fingers to grab it.
Afterward, he flicked it lightly again. This time, he made sure to control his strength.
Lady Onion’s sprout spun around again and landed firmly back on her body.
At the same time, Song Shuhang subconsciously took out a small scotch tape from the Inner World.
The moment Lady Onion’s onion sprout fell back on her body, he moved to Lady Onion’s side again and dexterously wrapped the tape around the broken part of the sprout.
The whole process was as smooth as flowing water, and everything was completed within a second.
While it would have indeed been better to use super glue on it, there was unfortunately no glue in Song Shuhang’s Inner World.
After sticking the onion sprout back onto Lady Onion’s body, Song Shuhang returned to where he originally was with a smile on his face.
“My vision is back, but… I feel a little dizzy,” said Lady Onion. Then, she reached out to grab her onion sprout without even thinking.
When she did this, she touched the glossy scotch tape…
“…” Lady Onion’s little hand poked the tape.
She raised her head and looked at Song Shuhang again.
Song Shuhang averted his gaze with some guilt.
Lady Onion said angrily, “Surnamed Song, what did you do to my onion sprout?!”
Song Shuhang promised that he would never touch her onion sprout again.
Sure enough, men were liars.
Song Shuhang said with a guilty conscience, “It was an accident. It was really an accident!”
“Since it’s already broken, let’s just take it off. There’s no point in sticking it back,” Senior Turtle comforted her softly.
When Lady Onion heard this, she could not help but start shedding bitter onion tears.
Fortunately, Immortal Fairy Bie Xue was not present.
“A salary increase.” Lady Onion reached out and tore off the scotch tape on her body and protested to Song Shuhang.
In addition to practicing hard recently, Lady Onion had also worked together with the Inner World Assistant to take care of the Inner World.
As an employee, she was quite competent.
“No problem!” Song Shuhang gestured with his hand.
A salary increase was a trivial matter.
Although he was currently penniless, his Inner World was a gold mine. As long as he developed it reasonably well, money would come flowing in very quickly.
Even if he did not have any talent in business, he could start selling land and become a big real estate developer in the world of cultivation.
After comforting Lady Onion, Song Shuhang got up and took a deep breath.
He then performed a set of ?Basic Buddhist Fist Technique? to warm his body up.
Pavilion Master Chu asked, “What are you doing?”
Song Shuhang said, “We cannot hide in the Inner World forever. We have to go out. I’m going to open an exit to see where we are right now.”
The Inner World had escaped from the gaps between the small black rooms, but he had no idea if it had actually left the scope of the Wielder’s small black rooms.
If they were still within range, they had to be careful of the corpse of Wielder of the Will Fat Ball.
Hearing this, Pavilion Master Chu and Senior Turtle readied themselves for any surprises.
Song Shuhang stretched out his hand and carefully opened a small exit.
It was pitch black on the other side of the small hole.
It did not seem to be the space between the small black rooms, and there was no trace of the corpse of Wielder of the Will Fat Ball.
Song Shuhang asked curiously, “What is this place?”
A strand of hair of Pavilion Master Chu slipped through the hole into the outside world.
After a while, she speculated, “It seems that you are now stuck between the Wielder’s small black rooms and the main world.”
To put it simply, it was similar to getting stuck in a wall while performing spatial teleportation.
If it was not for Song Shuhang having the Inner World, being in such a situation would have claimed his little life.
“We’re stuck between the Wielder’s small black rooms and the main world? Then is the effect of the Wielder’s small black room still active on me?” Song Shuhang’s eyes lit up.
“I’m not sure.” Pavilion Master Chu shook her head.
Song Shuhang said cheerfully, “I’ll look for someone to check.”
He stretched out his hand and brought up “Demon Emperor Hezhi” from his friend list. Then, he initiated a private chat with him—he had to let Demon Emperor Hezhi experience this new function.
Song Shuhang sent a message, “Senior Hezhi, guess who I am~”
Demon Emperor Hezhi quickly replied, “Scram!”
With just one word, Song Shuhang knew that Demon Emperor Hezhi still remembered him.
He said regretfully, “It looks like the effect of the Wielder’s small black room is gone.”
To be honest, he kind of missed running into the Wielder’s small black room with Senior White and being forgotten by everyone—it was practically a strengthened version of Scholar DM’s cultivation technique.
In that forgotten state, he could do many things.
“Do you want to return to the main world? I can sense that my spatial abilities are not restricted in this location. You can step out of the Inner World and into the outside space, then I can immediately send you back to the main world,” said Pavilion Master Chu.
Song Shuhang raised his hand and asked, “Pavilion Master Chu, if I step out of the Inner World, will I be stuck in the spatial wall?”
“With your physique, you should be able to last for a while. That period of time is enough for me to send you back to the main world.” Pavilion Master Chu yawned, looking a little sleepy.
After Song Shuhang thought for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up. “Wait… I might have a way to return to the main world directly.”
After that, he started to fiddle with the ?Divine Weapon Appraisal? technique.
It was a technique developed by Slow-Witted Song, and it could imprint a personal brand on a divine weapon and recover the weapon through a spatial ability.
In Song Shuhang’s hands, when combined with the Inner World, the branded weapon could be turned into a coordinate.
“Search… found… lock!” Song Shuhang opened his eyes and gestured with his right hand.
Far away in the main world, a treasured saber on Heavenly Field Island faintly trembled.
A fairy maiden in a black skirt who was carefully making immortal dishes turned her head and looked at her treasured saber.
The girl washing vegetables next to her raised her head and asked in confusion, “Sister Chu Chu, what’s the matter?”
This fairy maiden washing vegetables looked like a child, and she gave off a naive and childish vibe.
“The saber let out a sound,” Chu Chu said softly.
This saber should have been left by someone important to her, but her memory of them seemed to be a little fuzzy. She could not remember the specific appearance of the owner of the saber.
At this moment, a spatial gate appeared beside the saber.
Song Shuhang stepped out of the spatial gate together with the headless Lady Onion, who was standing on his shoulder.
The moment he stepped into the main world, the memories of Profound Sage Tyrannical Song flooded the minds of the people in the universe like a tidal wave.
“We greet Senior Tyrannical Song!” At the same time, all the cultivators present stood up and greeted Song Shuhang respectfully.