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Song Shuhang’s body twitched slightly. He could not get up from the ground.

When he landed, his face had been facing the ground. This caused half of his face to be buried in the sand now, rendering him unable to speak. If he was not a cultivator, he would have very likely suffocated by now.

The black-skinned Soft Feather squatted next to Song Shuhang and asked, “Do you want to take some pills, Senior Song? Maybe fasting pills or healing pills?”

Song Shuhang stretched out his arm tremblingly and waved it.

The effects of the Heavenly Emperor’s Path Fruit had fully revealed themselves. Every inch of his body felt as if it was burning. If he were to take any pills at this time, he might just explode and die.

He did not have any resurrection methods or magical treasures left, so he could not make any mistakes.

The virtuous lamia lifted Song Shuhang with both of her arms and flipped him over.

Sixteen took out a handkerchief and wiped the sand off of Song Shuhang’s face.

“Would you like a healing technique?” Sister White Dragon asked from beside him.

Song Shuhang continued to wave his trembling hands.

He rejected the healing technique for the same reason he rejected the pills. He was afraid that the healing technique would cause him to implode.

Senior White stepped forward, stretched out his hand to feel Song Shuhang’s pulse, and scanned him with his divine sense.

Divine sense was very handy. This was why, in the past, cultivators often liked to pretend to be wandering doctors when they were experiencing the life of a mortal as they were able to pinpoint any illnesses or injuries with a simple scan of their divine sense. This ability was just perfect to build the persona of a genius doctor.

After the scan, Senior White said, “There is no problem with his body, and there are no hidden dangers.”

Sister White Dragon said, “It must be the fruit. After all, it contains the resurrection information of the Heavenly Emperor, and he’s lucky he didn’t die on the spot after swallowing it whole.”

Song Shuhang tremblingly stretched out his hand and made an ‘OK’ gesture.

Senior White said, “It does not seem like that much of a problem. As long as you go into seclusion and digest the fruit, you should be able to recover.”

The black Scarlet Heaven Sword said earnestly, “You’ve already reached the Seventh Stage Venerable Realm, Shuhang. It’s time for you to close up for real.”

Song Shuhang: “…”

Senior White smiled and said, “If you want to close up, I can lend you my makeshift stone room.” While saying that, he extended his arm

Makeshift stone room?

What kind of magic treasure is that?

Soon, Song Shuhang learned what the makeshift stone room was. It was the stone box that Senior White had built from the Lock Immortal Prison’s stone tiles.

To his surprise, this stone box had been brought into the Sage’s resurrection space along with everyone.

The stone box opened.

Senior White stretched out his hand toward Song Shuhang. Then, he used his spiritual energy to lift Song Shuhang up and put him into the stone box.

By the side…

Sixteen, Sister White Dragon, the virtuous lamia, the black Scarlet Heaven Sword, Fairy Creation, Skylark, and Thrice Reckless Mad Saber surrounded the stone box and watched Song Shuhang being put into the stone box.

This scene really gave off the feeling of a ritual for some reason.

Senior White said, “Have a nice meditative session. Your seclusion this time may last quite a while.”

[How long will it take?] Song Shuhang asked with some concern by using the secret sound transmission technique.

He did not want to stay closed up for hundreds of years.

He still had a lot of things to do, and before closing up for a long time, some mortal matters and cultivation-related matters had to be dealt with, only then could he properly enjoy his session.

“It depends on how long it takes you to absorb the fruit. You have eight nascent souls and a fat whale golden core, so you should have a certain advantage when it comes to absorbing energy. In addition, you do not need to concern yourself about any mundane or cultivation matters.” Senior White pointed at his face. He had not taken off the disguise mask yet, and he still had Song Shuhang’s appearance.

In other words, during Song Shuhang’s seclusion, he could cosplay as him.

Senior White said, “So, you can close up with peace of mind.”

He then stretched out his hand and sealed the stone box.

The insides of the stone box plunged into darkness.

Right before the box was sealed shut, Song Shuhang saw Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet from the corner of his eye. It was standing firmly in front of the stone box, and beginning to activate its guarding powers.

Song Shuhang: “…”

Heavens, I finally realized why it felt like a ritual.

It’s because I’m literally being buried, with a tombstone and coffin!

This stone coffin seems to have some fate with me… I will refine it later and see if I can turn it into a magical treasure. Whenever I encounter someone I do not like in the future, I can bury them alive in the stone coffin.

Anyway, with Senior White taking care of all of my matters, I can close up with peace of mind, Song Shuhang thought to himself.

He closed his eyes and began to circulate the ?Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Technique?. Although he had the complete version of this cultivation technique with him, due to his own reasons, every time he ascended a realm, he had to do some fine-tuning to the ?Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Technique?.

If he did not do so, he would not be able to exert the power of his eight nascent souls.

At the same time, his three top-tier body-tempering cultivation techniques were also circulating, assisting Song Shuhang in digesting the medicinal effects of the Heavenly Emperor’s Path Fruit.

As his cultivation techniques circulated again and again, Song Shuhan entered a true state of meditation.

In this state, one would experience the feeling of “one day in a retreat, a thousand years pass outside.”

The Seventh Stage Venerable Song finally entered a true and genuine seclusion for the first time in his life.

[Beep~ The blacklisted “Demon Emperor Hezhi” has remotely transferred you 1 point of energy. PS: .]

Song Shuhang, who had finally gone into seclusion, was suddenly brought out of it.

What is Demon Emperor Hezhi doing?

[Beep~ The blacklisted “Fairy Cheng Lin” has remotely transferred you 1 point of energy. PS: Shuhang, what are you doing? I can feel that the Cultivation chat group is changing!]

Song Shuhang: “!!!”

Is the Cultivation chat group evolving?

Why does Fairy Cheng Lin have a much clearer grasp of the state of the Cultivation chat group than me?

[Beep~ Your buddy “Heavenly Emperor” has remotely transferred you 1 point of energy. PS: Senior Song, what are you playing at this time? I’ve been tossing and turning uncomfortably for a while now. Can’t you calm down a bit?]

Three people sent him messages in quick succession. It seemed that these big shots noticed the change in the Cultivation chat group.

The reason for this change must be the Heavenly Emperor’s Path Fruit he ate.

Immediately afterward, even Senior White Two sent him a postscript: [Shuhang, did you provoke or confront the fat ball again?]

No, not at all!

Song Shuhang sent a postscript back to Senior White Two: [Nope, not at all! I just ate a path fruit, and that seems to have caused these changes in the Cultivation chat group.]