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The picturesque scene unfolded as Song Shuhangs divine sense swept the area below. He nodded in agreement. “Indeed, there are quite a few malevolent entities lurking in the shadows of the city… Seriously, it’s already 2020, and they’re still playing the end-of-the-world game, even though 2012 is long gone.

“Senior Song, should we go down and deal with these spirits?” Soft Feather asked with anticipation.

She had only learned about Xie Wang in theory. Now, for the first time, she was encountering numerous ones in the city below, and she found it quite intriguing.

Soft Feather had a penchant for exploring and understanding anything new, unfamiliar, and interesting. Curiosity was one of the driving forces of human progress.

“No rush. We’re likely going to stay in Wenzhou City for a few days… When the time comes, I’ll take you all to deal with these creatures. It’ll be a good way to spice up our daily activities,” Song Shuhang replied.

The knowledge and methods he had about handling Xie Wang could finally come in handy. This was a rare opportunity for him to play the role of a ‘senior’!

Furthermore, he had a feeling that Xie Wang were similar to inner demons. If he studied them carefully, he might be able to create a set of cooking techniques for a Malevolent Feast based on the cooking methods of the Inner Demon Tribulation Suit. This way, he could enhance his ability to pay off his debts.

Soft Feather nodded and said, “Alright, I’ll follow your lead.”

Following Senior Song seemed to be the right choice. If there were various Xie Wang to deal with, the next few days in Wenzhou City were bound to be far from boring.

“We’ve arrived. What’s our plan for descending?” Lady Onion also spotted the location of Song Shuhangs hometown and asked.

“Of course, we’re heading straight down,” Soft Feather replied as she gently pressed a button on the Myriad Worlds Piercing Immortal Shuttle. The shuttle hovered steadily in the air.

Subsequently, the shuttle’s door opened.

Soft Feather left the control panel and held the small hand of her inner demon. Then, she said to Song Shuhang, “Senior Song, we’ll go down first.” Black- skinned Soft Feather blinked in confusion.

Before Black- skinned Soft Feather could react, Soft Feather had already taken her hand and leaped out of the shuttle’s door.

“Wait, wait a minute… I’m not ready yet,” Black- skinned Soft Feather nervously exclaimed. She was dressed differently from her main body and wore a ladylike attire.

“Don’t worry. I’ve got you,” Soft Feather reassured her. Soft Feather’s right hand firmly held the left hand of her inner demon. The two Soft Feathers interlocked their fingers, and one pale and one dark figure descended from the sky simultaneously.

Soft Feather’s long black hair fluttered in the wind as her cheerful laughter filled the air.

A moment later, a group of colorful butterflies appeared beside the two Soft

Feathers to carry them and set them down gracefully in a captivating dance. The escape technique from Spirit Butterfly Island was more suitable for elegant fairies!

Lady Onion looked at Soft Feather with envy.

“As long as you practice diligently, 1 can teach you the Heavenly Peng Flight Technique once you reach the Fifth Stage Realm,” Song Shuhang said while gently flicking Lady Onion’s green onion shoot.

“Use less force. Don’t send my head flying again,” Lady Onion said, somewhat discontented. “However, my progress is nowhere near as fast as yours.”

“Yes, I haven’t been supervising you enough lately. I’ll reflect on that,” Song Shuhang said seriously. Lady Onion was someone that Senior Scarlet Heaven and Senior Three-Eyed had both confirmed as possessing the Will of the Wielder of Heaven.

In other words, this year’s Lady Onion might not have a chance, but the next one would definitely be a strong competitor!

Even if the Heavenly Dao had a master, Lady Onion might become an existence like the Scholarly Sage. She could be one capable of dominating an entire world with a single green onion.

“Lady Onion, as a green onion with the appearance of the Heavenly Dao, you’ll ascend to the throne and become an entity capable of crushing myriad worlds one day. So, aim higher,” Song Shuhang said earnestly.

Lady Onion pondered for a moment and then asked, “Can I hang you up and beat you?”

Song Shuhang was speechless.

“Believe in yourself. There must be hope in life. Hope is a good thing,” Song Shuhang said solemnly to Lady Onion.

Then, he grabbed Su Clan’s Sixteen’s small hand, put away the virtuous lamia and Fairy Creation, put Scarlet Heaven Sword and Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet back in place, and inserted Pavilion Master Chu’s hair back into his head.

Finally… before Lady Onion could react, he jumped out of the shuttle with Su Clan’s Sixteen.

He used the Heavenly Peng Escape Technique, and a pair of dazzling VIP wings extended from Song Shuhangs sides, carrying him and Su Clan’s Sixteen as they descended.

“Wait, what about me? What should I do?” Lady Onion finally realized. Song Shuhang was being too stingy. He had only asked if she could beat him, and now he had left her all alone in the shuttle?

Lady Onion was lying on the shuttle’s door. She shouted at Song Shuhang,

“People with the surname Song are all scumbags!’

Below, Song Shuhang suddenly rotated his head 180 degrees and chuckled at Lady Onion.

It turned out that humans and owls were different.

An owl’s head was cute when it turned around, but a human’s head was eerie when it did the same.

Lady Onion was startled by this sight.

Song Shuhang chuckled and snapped his fingers.

With a bang, the Myriad Worlds Piercing Immortal Shuttle disappeared and was taken away by Song Shuhang.

After losing the shuttle as a foothold, Lady Onion’s body fell freely through the air.

“Aaah Lady Onion let out a series of screams in the air.

Her current realm hadn’t reached the level of Sword Flight yet, so she couldn’t

fly.

Just as she panicked, Song Shuhangs head suddenly separated from his body.

His hair transformed into a braided hand and gently grabbed Lady Onion.

“How was it? Exciting, isn’t it?” Song Shuhang asked.

“Ahhhhh!” Lady Onion’s eyes rolled back, and her body went limp.

A part of her was startled by the free fall, while the other half was frightened by Song Shuhangs head-flying technique. She had been watching many horror movies recently, and she was allergic to such terrifying scenes.

Song Shuhang was speechless.

Lady Onion’s psychological fortitude was sometimes very contradictory. She could face death experiences without fear, but she was afraid of ghosts, even though she wasn’t afraid of death.

Song Shuhang grabbed Lady Onion’s head and returned to his body.

“There are too many accessories.” The White Dragon thought to herself. In normal circumstances, having more accessories is a good thing. With so many accessories, Song Shuhang had the ability to fight back no matter what kind of enemy he faced.

However, having too many accessories could be inconvenient.

For example, right now, descending from the sky with Su Clan’s Sixteen was a very romantic gesture. But because of the multitude of accessories watching, if he forced the romance, the scene would instantly turn into a public execution.

“We’re landing, Sixteen,” Song Shuhang said softly at this time.

With these words, he suddenly gently threw Su Clan’s Sixteen’s body upward and used his palm to support her feet.

At the same time, a black lotus floated under Song Shuhangs feet and supported him.

The White Dragon had underestimated Song Shuhang. He was the man who had created the Nine Forms of Awkward Flirtation. For him, forcefully romantic gestures and public executions were no problem.

Wenzhou City, Baijing Street, the backyard of Song Shuhang’s hometown.

The few scholarly disciples who were guarding the place in secret sensed something and looked up.

Then, they saw two beautiful twin fairies, one pale and one dark, descending from the sky with their fingers interlocked.

And behind the twin fairies, the reincarnation of the Sage, Profound Sage Tyrannical Song, stepped on a lotus flower while gently holding a petite and delicate fairy in his palm as he slowly descended.

The scene was like a painting..