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Qi and blood pill! It was a medicinal pill refined from extremely precious medicinal herbs. Different from ‘Body Tempering Liquid,’ it was a true First Stage medicinal pill.

Even if it was of the lowest quality, after taking one grain, it could completely restore the qi and blood levels of a foundation-establishing cultivator like Shuhang in half an hour. He could disregard the time limits, and repeatedly cultivate ‘Basic Buddhist Fist Techniques!’

This was a medicinal pill that could let one complete Foundation Establishment faster; it was incredibly precious!

After experiencing the incident with Altar Master, Song Shuhang learned of the preciousness of medicinal pills in the world of cultivators. The long-armed man became desperate just because Altar Master deducted some of his Body Tempering Liquid! If it was so precious, than what of a true medicinal pill like this one?

Besides, other than medicinal pills, there were even more precious cultivation techniques that connect to higher stages!

“It’s impossible not to be tempted.” Song Shuhang exclaimed. But, why the heck did he feel like Senior Northern River’s Loose Cultivator was trolling him?

This premonition was so strong that he could not ignore it.

Let me think properly, which senior in the group would be so idle as to want to learn driving?

It shouldn’t be the ones that appeared often. The ones that showed up often were those that have already assimilated with modern society, and didn’t need Song Shuhang’s help to learn driving.

The seniors that met the criteria were those that were mentioned to have meditated in seclusion for over a hundred years. They knew nothing about modern society, and they were about to leave seclusion.

Which senior is about to leave seclusion? Shuhang had an epiphany.

“True Monarch White?” he entered those words in chat.

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator paused, and said embarrassedly, “Wahaha, Little Friend Shuhang, so you know of True Monarch White! Did you see our chat log last time? Only a small hint, and you immediately thought of True Monarch White. You are truly quick-witted!

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator then added, “Cough, that’s right! True Monarch White is about to leave seclusion. True Monarch White is very interested in machines and machinery. He’s studied the wooden ox, mechanical dragons, and things like divine beast puppets. So, whether it’s a car or a plane, once he’s out, he’ll definitely study these things. This is a chance; Senior True Monarch White always gives luxurious things, the treasures that flow from his fingertips will be of exceptional benefit to you, Little Friend! And, I advise that if you have time, you should get a pilot license, it’ll be extremely beneficial. Don’t worry… if you want a pilot’s license, I can provide you with an opportunity, I promise that you’ll get it asap.”

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator talked incessantly, but his skill in changing topics was terrible—it was simply too obvious.

Song Shuhang returned to the main topic, “Pilot license can be discussed later. Senior Northern River, I only have one question to ask: why do you all seem to be so afraid of True Monarch White? If I agree to greet True Monarch White when he leaves seclusion, you should at least let me prepare myself mentally, right?”

“Little Friend Shuhang, you’re wrong!” Northern River’s Loose Cultivator spoke forcefully and sternly, “None of us are afraid of True Monarch White! On the contrary, we respect and love True Monarch White greatly. As to why I’m running, it’s a private reason that is hard to speak about. But, I’ll promise you on this dao name, ‘Northern River,’ that True Monarch White is a kind senior. Even though he sometimes gets lost in thought, he always guides and supports juniors! He’s not called generous True Monarch White for nothing!”

Then what are you so afraid of? Song Shuhang’s words were stuck in his throat, making him uncomfortable.

Shuhang asked again, “Is Senior Thrice Reckless also avoiding it because of personal reasons that are hard to speak about?”

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber popped up and replied, “Yes, it’s because of some private reasons that can’t be discussed with others. But, True Monarch White is a super-qualified senior that deserves respect and love of all us juniors! This point, I can also swear on it with the dao name of ‘Thrice Reckless Mad Saber!’

“…Honestly, the more you Seniors act this way, the more anxious I feel.” Song Shuhang entered.

“…” Northern River’s Loose Cultivator

“…” Thrice Reckless Mad Saber.

“But, if True Monarch White is the kind senior like you all described, then I have no reason to reject this mission.”

Even if he knew that Senior Northern River might be trolling him, he still had to muster up the courage and jump into the ditch.

Qi and blood pills, it was a benefit he couldn’t reject. If he missed this opportunity, he might need several years to accumulate just a few qi and blood pills.

He had no problems that would make him not want qi and blood pills that could be obtained immediately, and instead wait a few years of hard work to exchange for it.

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator sent a thumbs-up, “Little Friend Shuhang, I admire your rationality and intellect!”

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber followed suit, “Little Friend Shuhang, this Reckless one admires you too!”

Immortal Fortune Teller Copper Trigram, “Little Friend Shuhang, this heavenly master admires you too!”

Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman, “Little Friend Shuhang, this lord admires you too!”

Scholar Drunken Moon, “I too, I too admire you!”

Medicine Master, “Admire!”

Wandering Monk Profound Principle appeared, and quietly sent a thumbs-up emoticon.

Spirit Butterfly Island’s Soft Feather appeared, and sent a cute smiley, “Although I don’t know what happened, but I have always admired Senior Song.”

Damn it! The group members were lurking and watching the show, and once he’d fallen in the trap, they all came in line to ‘admire’ him.

Song Shuhang felt that, perhaps, this time he was in really big trouble!

He facepalmed. It’s not too late to back out now, I hope? If he went back on his word, would these seniors chase him down and kill him with a flurry of blades?

Stressed by a Mountain of Books: “Senior Northern River, what if I back out now?”

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator sent a smiley, and didn’t say anything.

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber also sent a smiley.

Immortal Fortune Teller Copper Trigram sent a blushing smile.

Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman sent a wide grin.

Nine Provinces Number One Group lined up with rows of smiley faces, it was splendid.

Song Shuhang closed his phone, and never again would he mention the two words ‘back out.’

How unfortunate!

When one felt that one was unfortunate, unfortunate things would come knocking at one’s door.

As Song Shuhang put his phone down, the phone’s chime rang.

“Who’s calling?” Shuhang turned on his phone to see three large words ‘Zhao Yaya.’

‘Why’s Zhao Yaya calling at this time? She couldn’t be telling me to go eat with her, right?’ hes swiped his screen lightly, and answered the phone.

“Hello, Sister, what’s up?” Shuhang casually asked.

“Where are you?” Zhao Yaya’s sweet voice sounded.

Hey, things don’t look too good! Zhao Yaya’s voice was a little sharper than usual; this meant that she had some pent-up anger.

Couldn’t be that she was teased in school, right?

“I’m on the train back to Jiangnan College Town, I left earlier for some business, and now I’m on my way back. I’ll be back in around half an hour or so.” Song Shuhang replied.

“You came back pretty quickly.” Zhao Yaya said dully, “I heard you traveled all the way Guangyuan Road’s Yuan Long Herbal Medicine Store to buy a few little-known medicinal herbs?”

“Hahahaha, Sister, how did you know?” Song Shuhang wiped the drop of sweat off his forehead

“I beat- I heard from Yangde.” Zhao Yaya replied.

It was ‘beat’ then ‘heard?!

Yangde, Yangde are you alright? Don’t die~~

Zhao Yaya’s voice sounded again, “Tell me the truth, Shuhang. Is something really wrong with your body?”

“That’s not possible, my body is great, and there’s definitely no problem!” Song Shuhang replied hastily, “I was looking at medicinal herbs for my friend who wants to buy them, not to be used for myself. Besides, I haven’t even gone to the medicine store, something happened on the way so I just headed back.”

“That’s good then… call me when you reach the school, I need you for something.” Zhao Yaya said and hung up without waiting for Shuhang to agree.

Holding her phone, Zhao Yaya knitted her brows slightly as she was really worried.

The first time she saw Shuhang’s weird tonic recipe, she could believe it was a coincidence. But, Shuhang was once again in contact with weird Chinese medicine, how could she not think more of it?

She remembered that day when she met up with Shuhang—his face was dreadfully pale, it didn’t seem like he had finished an intense exercise like he said; even if he’d run a marathon, it wouldn’t make his face look pallid, right?

This kid couldn’t have really gotten some disease and hide it from his family?

No, I must take him to a hospital for a complete check-up.

What if something happened to Shuhang? How would she explain it to auntie?!

On the train.

Song Shuhang held his phone rigidly, his entire being was going Spartan.

It was over—listening to Zhao Yaya’s tone, she’d definitely gotten the wrong idea!

Shuhang quickly opened his phone, and entered Nine Provinces Number One Group.

“My sister accidentally found out I came back from the medicine store, and she’s mistaken that I have some unmentionable disease, how do I get out of this? I’m waiting online, it’s urgent!”