Cultivation Chat Group (Web Novel)

Mama Song welcomed Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist and had him go to the living room. When she saw that he was holding two gift boxes in his hands, somewhat upset, she said, "Ah! Mister Yun Wu, how come you brought over some gifts again? Really… I already told you a long time ago that we were now neighbors and that there was no need for such formalities. Moreover, you are Song Shuhang's friend as well."

"Hehe, it's just a small token of kindness, nothing more. Miss Song, you don't have to be so formal, either." Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist slowly drank a mouthful of Spirit Green Tea and let out a sigh.

Soon after, he asked the key question, "Miss Song, is Shuhang at home?"

After entering the house, he didn't sense Song Shuhang's aura or the enlightenment stone. Where had that boy run to?

"Ah, it's really unlucky, but Song Shuhang went on a date with a girl," Mama Song said with a smile.

When the matter about her son dating was brought up, she felt she could keep discussing it forever.

"Blablabla~" Mama Song and Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist chatted for almost an hour.

Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist bitterly swallowed the tea, and an agonized expression appeared in his eyes… F*ck! Shuhang, this bastard, just came back but he already left for a one-month long trip with a girl!

What the hell?

Do you think I won't flip the table?! ┻━┻︵╰(‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Each time he comes back, he immediately goes away! And each time he leaves home, it's for a one-month trip! Literally worse than menstruations!

Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist didn't even know how he had returned to his room.

At this time, there was only one thought in his mind: ...Beep, beep, beep, beep~

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Meanwhile, Song Shuhang was still flying upward.

A formation was engraved on one side of the spacesuit. During the journey, the formation changed into a defensive layer that wrapped and protected him while he was traveling through the atmosphere.

Yu Jiaojiao was currently hiding inside his safety helmet.

But right at this time, Song Shuhang's phone suddenly rang. Therefore, he had to squeeze it into his safety helmet with much difficulty.

After taking a look at the screen, he discovered that it was Fairy Firefly calling. Wasn't Fairy Firefly operating the magical technique that delivered them to space? Why did she suddenly call him?

Is it possible that there were problems with the magical technique?

Song Shuhang was worried and quickly picked up the phone.

Fairy Firefly's voice was transmitted from the other side. "Hello, Shuhang. You are about to pass through the atmosphere, and the phone will lose signal for the time being. Get ready for the impact."

"Sure, Fairy Firefly," Song Shuhang said weakly.

"Are you enjoying flying into space?" Fairy Firefly also asked.

"..." Song Shuhang.

This made him recall that ridiculous TV program called 'Are you happy?'. Anyway, no. I'm not happy at all!

"Ahahaha, have fun. Let us see each other one month later, little friend Shuhang," Fairy Firefly said as she hung the phone.

Soon after, Song Shuhang and the rudimentary 'space capsule' finally barged into space.

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They, too, didn't know how long they had flown.

This time, Song Shuhang and the others were directly heading toward the position of the moon.

Since he was bored, Song Shuhang suddenly asked, "Jiaojiao, are there cultivators on the moon?"

It was a good thing that he'd brought several people with him on this trip. At least there was someone he could talk to!

"In the past, there were the bases of several cultivation schools on the moon, as well as the strongholds of several monster cultivators. However, they moved away one after another during the last hundred years," Yu Jiaojiao replied.

Song Shuhang asked out of curiosity, "Eh? Why did they move away?"

"First, ordinary people have advanced to the point of becoming capable of exploring space. Their satellites and spaceships can already reach the moon and the other planets of the solar system. Second, the natural resources on the moon have almost been completely extracted. Therefore, cultivators moved away one after another. Only a few secret strongholds belonging to monster cultivators are left. With that, monster cultivators that come to the moon to practice have a place where they can reside during their journey," Yu Jiaojiao replied.

"In other words, it's possible that we might meet cultivators and monster cultivators when we reach the moon, right?" Song Shuhang asked.

Yu Jiaojiao replied, "I fear it won't be that easy. After all, the moon is very big. Each year, only a few thousand cultivators and monster cultivators would go to the moon to practice. Moreover, these several thousand people would go there over the span of twelve months. Therefore, the chance of meeting someone on the surface of the moon isn't that high."

"It's a good thing that we won't meet other cultivators," Song Shuhang said. His current strength was too low, and if he were to meet another cultivator and get into a fight them, it would be quite disadvantageous for him.

After pondering for a moment, Song Shuhang turned his body around and looked at the space capsule.

On the edge of the door of the capsule, Li Yinzhu's small face was glued to the glass, and her big, silvery eyes were gazing at Song Shuhang without blinking. It almost felt as though Song Shuhang was more interesting than the starry sky in her eyes.

On the other hand, Chu Chu's view of the world had crumbled.

'Is it so easy to go into space?' This thought was continuously reverberating inside her mind.

Who could have thought it would be so easy...

But after pondering for a moment, she thought of another problem… how was she supposed to breathe?

She didn't know the Turtle Breathing Technique and hadn't reached the Fourth Stage Innate Realm, either.

And even if she were to learn the Turtle Breathing Technique and practice to a very high level, she would still need to breath several times within a month...

Chu Chu realized that she hadn't prepared properly while rushing into space.

I won't die, right...?

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Song Shuhang and the space capsule kept flying and flying.

Then, an object suddenly flashed past their eyes at a very high speed.

It looked like a sword light, and its speed was extremely fast. Moreover, it wasn't following a fixed trajectory but was flying about haphazardly. The sword light was carrying something alongside it. It was a barely visible burgundy object.

This sword light gave Song Shuhang a very familiar feeling.

"F*ck, isn't that one of Senior White's disposable flying swords?" Song Shuhang called out.

However, what was that burgundy object that he was having trouble seeing?

Just as Song Shuhang was deep thoughts, several figures also sped past them, following after the sword light at full speed.

Each of the figures was using their own special powers and skills.

Someone was riding a flying sword.

Someone was riding a rosy cloud.

Someone was driving an immortal boat.

Someone was wearing strange shoes and running in the middle of space...

They were using all sorts of different methods, but each and every one of them was incredibly fast.

Amongst these figures were cultivators, monster cultivators, and even some cultivators that had the appearance of half-humans and half-monsters. Their cultivation level was at least of the Fourth Stage, if not above. If they wanted to survive in space for a long period of time without breathing or worrying about the damage space could cause to their bodies, they needed a cultivation of the Fifth Realm or above.

Unexpectedly, so many cultivators were madly running after a sword light!

What was that thing on the sword light? What could possibly attract the attention of so many cultivators and monster cultivators, pushing them to chase it with all their might?

Song Shuhang pondered for a moment and tried to recall to mind which objects had Senior White sent to space lately.

There was a fridge, a TV, an electric rice-cooker, and all sorts of electronic products commonly found in houses.

But were these things really worth the time of these cultivators?

Or perhaps they looked at the incredible power of the sword light, as well as to the terrifying sword qi it was emitting, and thought that the object it was carrying was also a precious treasure?

Is that the reason they started to madly chase after it?

If they were to get their hands on the sword light with much difficulty just to discover that the 'treasure' they were looking for was a broken fridge... wouldn't the mind of these cultivators collapse?

For some reason, Song Shuhang noticed that he was really looking forward to seeing such a scene.

I should stop! It's bad to have such wicked thoughts!

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"It's a gourd!" Just as Song Shuhang was in deep thoughts, Li Yinzhu's voice was transmitted beside his ear. She used the secret sound transmission.

Song Shuhang was already a cultivator of the Second Stage. Therefore, he could also learn the 'secret sound transmission' skill. However, he didn't have the chance up until now, and there was no one to teach him either.

Song Shuhang asked, "A gourd? A burgundy gourd?"

Song Shuhang felt that he had seen such a thing before...

If one were to mention a burgundy gourd, the first thing that would come to their mind would be the seven Calabash Brothers, right?

No, that's not it.

What else there was aside from the seven Calabash Brothers...? That golden-red gourd from Journey to the West? The same one that the monster held while saying to Sun Wukong: ' Monkey, I'll call your name, do you dare to reply 1 ?'...?

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Just as he was thinking, Li Yinzhu's voice echoed once more in his ears. "There is someone ahead!"

Song Shuhang immediately returned to his senses and looked ahead.

Two figures were quickly approaching the space capsule from far off.

The two figures were wearing black daoist robes and had the word 'Limitless' embroidered on their clothes.

The two men stopped in front of Song Shuhang and coldly looked at him.

A cultivator of the Second Stage?

Does he want to die? He is only at this level and he unexpectedly dared to rush into space? This guy seems tired of living...

The man on the left said coldly, "Are you also here to steal the Soul Devouring Demonic Gourd?"

The secret sound transmission was very useful in space.

"The Soul Devouring Demonic Gourd?" Song Shuhang furrowed his brows and said, "Are you talking about that thing on the sword light? I didn't come here for that."

Song Shuhang couldn't use the secret sound transmission. Luckily, the opposite party was able to read his lips and understand what he said.

"Hmph, it's better this way. That thing isn't something a cultivator of the Second Stage like yourself should think of. Be a good boy and get out of here," the man on the left said coldly.

After saying this much, he turned his body around and prepared to chase after the sword light.

But right at this time, the eyes of the man standing on the right lit up. He carefully looked at Song Shuhang and said, "I'm not mistaken… it's really him!"

"Hmm?" the man on the left blurted out.

"It's Stressed by a Mountain of Books! That small cultivator that caused Senior Brother Young Master Hai to suffer a loss. Hehe, I didn't expect to meet him in such a place." An excited expression appeared on the face of the man on the right.

The matter about Young Master Hai and Su Clan's Seven clashing had created a great disturbance, and a lot of people in the Limitless Demon Sect knew about it. Young Master Hai also didn't try to hide it. Therefore, the people in the sect had openly discussed it.

If we consider that these two in black robes were close followers of Young Master Hai's faction, they were even more informed about Stressed by a Mountain of Books and his looks.

If we can catch this guy and hand him over to Senior Brother Young Master Hai... The man on the right secretly accumulated his innate true qi and locked Song Shuhang.

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When he saw the eyes of the opposite party change, Song Shuhang knew that the situation had taken a wrong turn.

Li Yinzhu's voice was also transmitted at this time. "Disciples of the Limitless Demon Sect, Fourth Stage Realm."

"As expected, it's them," Song Shuhang said… no matter where he went, he would always bump into these guys.