Cultivation Chat Group (Web Novel)

As soon as [Senior White] smiled, Song Shuhang felt a feeling of weakness invade his body.

This [Senior White] also reacted to the sentence ‘Little White, when your hair reaches your waist’… Is it possible that there is some relationship between him and the Senior White I know?

Song Shuhang lost consciousness immediately after.

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After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes again while still in a half-awake and half-asleep state.

In the next moment, he felt as though he had just experienced something truly terrible. Yet, he was unable to remember what he had just experienced no matter how hard he tried to recall.

His subconscious was telling him that it was something super scary. He got the feeling that only getting thrown into hell and getting tortured there for eternity could compare to what he’d experienced a while ago.

From what I could gather, even if that [Senior White] in the dreamland wasn’t the Venerable White I knew, he was certainly related to him.

Anyway, I should have already left the dreamland, right?

Song Shuhang sat up and prepared to get up.

But in the next moment, he discovered that he was still inside that black space. Not too far from him, [Senior White] was sitting cross-legged, with that jet-black sword lying on his knees. At this time, he was gently tapping on the flying sword with his fingers.

Eh? I’m still inside the dreamland?

Song Shuhang made a hollow laugh, and said, “Ahahaha, Senior White, what happened just now?”

“Heh.” The [Senior White] before his eyes didn’t reply, and just faintly smiled.

For some reason, Song Shuhang was getting more and more nervous.

He felt as though all the air in the surrounding area had frozen.

After a long time, [Senior White] said, “What type of person is that Senior White you are acquainted with?”

Song Shuhang made a hollow laugh, and said, “Ahahaha, Senior White, what are you talking about…”

“You should have realized by now that the ‘Senior White’ you know and I are two different people,” the [Senior White] in front of Shuhang said slowly. He was able to guess this much just from Song Shuhang’s expression.

The situation was rather awkward.

Next, this other [Senior White] said, “My name is White, and I don’t have a surname. I’m just ‘White’.”

It was the same as Venerable White. He, too, was just ‘White’ and didn’t have a surname.

Song Shuhang pondered for a moment, and said, “My name is Song Shuhang, and as for my dao name… well, I have several dao names, and I can list them later if there is an opportunity.”

At first, Song Shuhang was planning not to reveal his real name. As he had read in other novels, bad things would happen if the main character revealed his real name inside a nightmare.

But unfortunately for him, the [Senior White] before him already knew his name. Therefore, he could only hope that the opposite party would be kind enough not to use ‘voodoo dolls’ and similar witchcraft on him.

After saying this much, the two of them fell into silence again.

But right at this time, the corner of [Senior White]’s mouth suddenly rose. He released all his charm and gently tapped on the black longsword in his hands. The tapping sound echoed and reached Song Shuhang’s ears.

In the next moment, [Senior White] said in a gentle voice, “In that case, little friend Shuhang, can you tell me what kind of person is this Senior White you know?”

Song Shuhang replied, “What do you want to do with this information?”

“I feel that I need to make out a few things about his character. So, what do you think?” [Senior White] said in a soft voice. His voice had a bewitching power, and the people that heard it couldn’t help but act according to his wishes. They would get the urge to reveal everything to him, just as though they were hypnotized.

But unfortunately for him, this ability of his didn’t have any effect on Song Shuhang.

“That’s out of the question. I will never betray Senior White,” Song Shuhang immediately refused. The look of the opposite party was very similar to the Venerable White he knew, and he even wanted to obtain information on Senior White through him. It was clear that he was up to no good.

Therefore, how could he tell him sensitive information about Venerable White?

The corner of [Senior White]’s mouth twitched. This guy was unexpectedly immune to his charm, and wasn’t affected.

“Only if you tell me about your real identity and relationship with Senior White in the past will I consider telling you some information about him,” Song Shuhang added at this time.

The [Senior White] in front of him lightly smiled, and said, “My real identity, eh? It would be wiser for you not to know about it. Otherwise, you would bring endless trouble upon yourself, and you might even get killed.”

Song Shuhang shrugged his shoulders, and said, “In that case, we don’t have anything to discuss.”

Unfortunately, he wasn’t able to discover the real identity of this [Senior White].

However, there wasn’t much he could do at this point. After getting out of this nightmare, he would have to tell Venerable White everything that had happened here so that he could take precautions.

The duo fell into silence again, and the atmosphere was getting more and more awkward.

“Forget it. I’ll get you out of this place now. As for the things I want to know, I’ll slowly discover them regardless,” [Senior White] said helplessly. Then, he also added, “In addition, don’t say anything about me to that other Senior White, either. Do you understand?”

The corner of Song Shuhang’s mouth rose. “Hehe.”

“Tsk, this guy… disappear from my sight.” ‘Senior White’ stretched out his hand and waved it. In the next moment, Song Shuhang was thrown out of the dreamland.

[Senior White] likewise left the place.

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In the Netherworld Realm, Black Venerable White was in deep thoughts. Due to the limitations applied to his body, he was unable to leave the Netherworld Realm. However, he could still secretly dispatch some demons to China and have them gather information about that human cultivator that looked like him.

“He even knows about my black history…” Black Venerable White said in a soft voice.

Is it possible that he’s really my ‘descendant’?

Or perhaps he is the replacement that the other ‘me’ left behind?

Black Venerable White got the feeling that cultivators or other similar existences wouldn’t find what they were looking for after reaching the Ninth Stage Realm and defeating everyone blocking their path, ultimately taking control of the Will of the Heavens and attaining eternity, becoming the new Wielder of the Will.

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After coming out of the dreamland, Song Shuhang didn’t immediately wake up, but kept sleeping, just as he was doing before.

What followed afterward was a night without dreams, and Song Shuhang slept until daybreak. Not even that small hammer pounding on his head due to the excessive level of his mental energy was able to wake him up this time.

Song Shuhang slept soundly, and he was brimming with energy after waking up.

After opening his eyes, Song Shuhang gazed at the ceiling. From the looks of it, someone delivered him to this room after he got drunk.

Afterward, he wondered what had happened to Senior Thrice Reckless Mad Saber.

Song Shuhang faintly remembered that he picked up Senior Thrice Reckless yesterday while he was dead drunk, seemingly with the intention to cremate him. As for what happened afterward… he didn’t remember. Was Senior Thrice Reckless still safe and sound?

Just as he was in deep thoughts, Song Shuhang discovered that his leg was somewhat numb.

He sat up and noticed that there was someone sitting on the bedside. Both the arms of this person were pressed against Song Shuhang’s leg.

The girl wore a light purple skirt, and her long brown hair was carefully braided into pigtails. At this time, she was silently weeping, with tears welling up like a fountain. She looked extremely aggrieved.

The bed sheet that covered Song Shuhang’s body had been soaked with her tears already, to the point that the tears seeped through the bed sheet and wet his leg too.

After discovering that Song Shuhang had woken up, she raised her head and exposed her red eyes. She was hyacinth-like, delicate, and attracting young lass.

“Se… Senior Sister Ye Si?” Song Shuhang said, somewhat surprised. The girl before his eyes was precisely the ‘Sobbing Beauty’ of the Crystal-Clear Water Pavilion, Ye Si.

Yesterday, he’d heard from Senior Su Clan’s Seven that another person would tag along as he was heading back to China with Doudou and Immortal Master Copper Trigram—Ye Si.

Senior Su Clan’s Seven had returned so quickly?

“Sob, sob, sob…” Ye Si raised her head and looked at Song Shuhang. Her tears were falling continuously.

“Ye Si, why did you start crying this time?” Song Shuhang said with a smile. “Is it because of me? I’m alright. I just drank a bit too much yesterday and ended up fainting.”

“Sob, sob, sob~ that’s not the problem.” Ye Si wiped her tears, and then said, “Shuhang, sob, sob, sob~ it’s bad! Sob, sob, sob~ I discovered that I’m already dead!”

Song Shuhang was dumbfounded. “Ah?”

Pavilion Master Chu should have concealed from her the fact that she died and was later ‘revived’ through a ghost spirit. Such being the case, how did she discover about this matter?

“Did Pavilion Master Chu tell you?” Song Shuhang asked in a gentle voice.

“No.” Ye Si shook her head, and explained while sobbing, “As soon as I reached this Crystal-Clear Water Pavilion on the surface of the Earth, I recovered many of my memories. Amidst these memories, there was one where I was getting killed.”

“Crystal-Clear Water Pavilion on the surface of the Earth…?” Song Shuhang lowered his head and looked toward the ground. Was it possible that Venerable White’s ‘holiday residence’ was the old Crystal-Clear Water Pavilion? Could there really be such a coincidence in the world?

Song Shuhang had already visited the Crystal-Clear Water Pavilion in space, but he was simply unable to link Venerable White’s holiday residence to the Crystal-Clear Water Pavilion he saw in space.

But after thinking about it, it was pretty normal. When Venerable White found this ‘holiday residence’, it was nothing but a stretch of ruins.

Everything he saw here had undergone Venerable White’s remodeling. Although the general structure of the ‘holiday residence’ was the same as the Crystal-Clear Water Pavilion, the style of the buildings, vegetation, rivers, and formations greatly differed from those of the original Crystal-Clear Water Pavilion.

It was the same as tearing down an old building and reconstructing it. Although it would be built in the same place, the new building would be completely different than the previous one.

Therefore, it was pretty normal that Song Shuhang didn’t immediately recognize this place as the old Crystal-Clear Water Pavilion.

“Yes. This place where we are right now is the old Crystal-Clear Water Pavilion. Although its appearance has changed quite a bit, this is without a doubt the old Crystal-Clear Water Pavilion. As soon as I got close to this place, it resonated with me, which allowed me to recover several of my memories,” Senior Sister Ye Si said while sobbing.

“…” Song Shuhang.

Wasn’t it too much of a coincidence?

“Shuhang, what should I do now? I already died a long time ago. Am I a deceased person right now? A soul that wasn’t able to reach salvation?” Senior Sister Ye Si raised her head and pitifully looked at Song Shuhang.

“Ye Si, were your memories restored only to the point of your death?” Song Shuhang asked gently.

Ye Si nodded, and said, “Yes.”

Then, her eyes suddenly lit up as she asked, “Shuhang, is it possible that you know something?”

“Ye Si, you aren’t a soul,” Song Shuhang reassured her.

Senior Sister Ye Si said, “In that case, what am I?”