Cultivation Chat Group Chapter 2308 - 2308: F * ck, I’m dead?

Chapter 2308 - 2308: F * ck, I’m dead?

Chapter 2308: F * ck, I’m dead?
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
In a burst of sparks, the spatial gate to the ‘Netherworld Realm’ closed.
Senior White, wrapped in a sheet, gazed at the water droplets of the ‘Heavenly Dao Molt Ball’ floating in space.
“It’s over,” Senior White muttered.
The virtuous lamia nodded in agreement.
The events had unfolded rapidly—from the sudden collision of the smoke dragon to the explosion of the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball, then the smoke dragon snatching the sneakers and core, and finally the brief mental showdown between the smoke dragon and the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball. It all happened so quickly that no one had time to react.
In the vastness of space, the dismembered body of the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball floated silently. It resembled countless water droplets. It hadn’t been completely obliterated; each droplet remained in motion, but there was no indication of them reassembling anytime soon.
Senior White studied these water droplets carefully—this was a golden opportunity to dissect the structure of the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball!
To resolve the crisis that the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball posed to the main world, understanding its structure was the first step. They needed to determine if there was a way to harm it or, better yet, seal it.
With that in mind, Senior White retrieved several jade boxes and collected over ten drops of the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball’s body and sealed the boxes meticulously.
He had initially intended to collect more since there were numerous scattered drops of the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball in space. However, when he tried to gather more, the remaining droplets reacted aggressively and attempted to converge forcibly.
Senior White had no choice but to retreat with the virtuous lamia in tow. Only after putting a substantial distance between themselves and the droplets did the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball’s remnants calm down.
“What a wasted opportunity,” Senior White murmured softly. If the droplets hadn’t been so sensitive, he could have used a disposable flying sword to disperse them to different locations and buy them more time.
The virtuous lamia blinked her eyes in agreement.
It was evident that the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball was an exceedingly perilous item. It hardly seemed fit to be a treasure.
“I find this thing rather intriguing… Perhaps we can extract valuable information from it. Moreover, to resolve the crisis it poses, we must dissect its structure and explore potential means of destroying it or sealing it. Only by fully comprehending it can we address the current world’s peril at its root,” Senior White remarked.
The virtuous lamia silently nodded, but was vexed by Senior White’s foresight.
“However, this thing is also highly dangerous. As per Song Shuhang’s account, it signifies the onset of the world’s collapse. No matter which world it’s introduced to, it could bring calamity upon that world,” Senior White added.
Before a thorough study was conducted, it couldn’t be placed within Song Shuhang’s Inner World, lest it trigger a collapse of the Inner World. Thus, there was only one suitable storage location.
Senior White fashioned a branch of Tyrannical Song into a disposable flying sword, the small black room version. He then arranged the six jade boxes on the wooden sword, formed a sword seal with his hand, and sent them into another wielder’s small black room.
Senior White’s intuition suggested that the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball’s body could greatly aid his plan to create a deity.
When the time came, he would dispatch a batch of research magical treasures and materials to this wielder’s small black room. Research on ascending to godhood and crafting a deity was conducted within these rooms.
Of course, it was unwise to place all their eggs in one basket.
The remaining three jade boxes were dispatched to the depths of space, on an uninhabited planet.
Based on Song Shuhang’s earlier description, the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball only faced restrictions and immobilization upon entering the main world. Should it regain mobility after being transferred to the small black room, studying it would be far more challenging.
Hence, a small portion of the research materials had to be left in the main world as a precaution.
“Done. Let’s withdraw for now,” Senior White declared. After explaining everything, he discreetly left a disposable flying sword in the space.
This particular flying sword bore the image of an eye and had been designed for monitoring purposes. Through it, Senior White could track the movements of the Heavenly Dao Relic in space at any time.
The virtuous lamia nodded in agreement. She reached into her eye socket and left one of her eyes behind in secret. With this eye, she could directly transmit images from space to Song Shuhang.
“Let’s go,” Senior White said as he quietly departed while accompanied by the virtuous lamia.
Once they had left the space, Senior White took out his cellphone and provided a brief account of the recent events to the fellow cultivators in the group.
“A smoke dragon emerged in the Netherworld Realm and attacked the shed skin of the ‘Heaven’? Does the Netherworld Realm hold a grudge against the ‘Heaven’s Remains?” Northern River’s Loose Cultivator inquired, puzzled.
“Can this ‘Heaven’s Molt’ be destroyed or sealed?” Lord Spirit Butterfly asked.
“Is there a way to deal with these ‘Heaven’s Remains?” Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue queried.
“I’ve collected a few drops of the Molt and placed them in the small black room world and the main world,” All Bai explained. “Is there any fellow cultivator willing to collaborate on researching these remains with me?”
Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue volunteered, “Let me handle it.”
“Count me in,” Lord Spirit Butterfly chimed in.
“I believe I can assist,” Skylark of the Xuan Nu Sect offered.
“I’ll come pick you guys up-” Senior White cheerfully offered. He was in high spirits at the prospect of collaborating on research with everyone after a long time.
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In the Netherworld Realm, the smoke dragon returned successfully with both the core and a pair of +10 sports shoes.
The fat ball’s liquid palm extended to catch the smoke dragon.
The core, the sneakers, and the dragon-shaped commander’s seal all landed in its palm.
“What in the world are these shoes?” the fat ball exclaimed before promptly tossing the sneakers aside without hesitation.
Subsequently, the spiritual energy strand attached to the dragon-shaped commander’s seal returned and brought with it the memories of the recent events to the fat ball.
Through this returning spiritual energy, the fat ball ‘witnessed’ the smoke dragon’s foray into space. There, the dragon collided with an enormous… liquid metal ball.
The fat ball boss exclaimed,”!!!”
What had he just witnessed?
This colossal spherical entity floating in space bore a striking resemblance to him!
What was happening?
What had Bai Youyou done?
“Hold on, wait!” the fat ball boss urgently called out.
Boom-
In the memories it had recovered, the smoke dragon had shattered the liquid metal ball in space into pieces.
It had been utterly obliterated…
The fat ball boss suddenly felt a twinge of pain coursing through its form.
Just what was that liquid metal ball in space?
The returned memories continued to unfold.
After the smoke dragon had shattered the liquid metal ball in space, it engaged in a brief mental confrontation with the other party.
It was during this mental showdown that the fat ball boss was able to instantly confirm the other entity’s identity.
“Heavenly Dao Molt!” it exclaimed.
Only in the absence of the Heavenly Dao and the waning of Heavenly Dao laws would such a creature emerge.
“Darn it!” the fat ball boss’s composure crumbled.
Had its main body perished?
No matter how much it ruminated on the matter, it had never anticipated that its main body would falter at such a crucial juncture..