Cultivation Chat Group - Chapter 2309:
Chapter 2309: Profound Sage Tyrannical Song’s Left Boot
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
With the demise of the original body of the Wielder of the Will, the fat ball, as the ruler of the Netherworld, would naturally cease to exist as well.
It could be tomorrow. It could be the day after.
In short, if it couldn’t find a way to maintain its position as the ruler of the Netherworld, much like Bai Youyou, it could disappear at any moment.
Its life had already started counting down.
“Damn it,” the fat ball’s liquid arm grasped the core and the dragon-shaped commander seal tightly as it expressed its frustration.
Given a bit more time, its research would have yielded results in just a few decades.
But its main body had failed to stand the test of time.
“Beep beep- Bai Youyou,” the fat ball boss lamented.
Swish-
At this moment, several more ‘water droplets’ suddenly crashed into it from the void.
These were the drops of water from the Heavenly Dao Relic shattered by the Smoke Dragon.
Upon collision, these water droplets split into two groups. Some headed for the ‘core’ in the fat ball’s hand, while the others targeted the sports shoe on the ground.
“You never lent a hand when you were alive, and now even in death, you still try to cause me trouble!” the fat ball exclaimed angrily.
It reached out and grabbed the Heavenly Dao Molt drop that had collided with the core in its hand.
One was the half-body of the Wielder of the Will, the ruler of the Netherworld, and the other was the corpse of the Wielder of the Will, the metamorphosis of the Wielder of the Will.
On this dark night, the two met.
In the next moment, the drop of water formed by the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball was devoured by the fat ball.
Although the two were both composed of liquid metal and had some distinctions, upon collision, they mixed directly.
The water droplet from the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball was enveloped by the fat ball’s body and dispersed into every part of its body.
“Huh?” The fat ball was slightly stunned.
Could it actually merge with the Heavenly Dao Relic?
‘Then, if 1 swallow the entire Heavenly A/Iolt, what will happen?’ This thought surfaced in the fat ball’s mind.
The fat ball, already feeling that its demise was imminent, was in a desperate state. Thus, regardless of whether it was useful or not, as long as it sensed a glimmer of hope, it wanted to try.
“Well then, let’s give it a shot! At a time like this, why would I have any reservations, even if it’s something like a corpse?” the fat ball whispered.
It suddenly turned its head to look at the water droplets on its sneakers.
However, the few drops of Heavenly Dao Molt Ball had already lifted their sneakers and employed spatial power to escape.
“Where are you running to?” The fat ball extended its hand and sucked in the water droplets on the sneakers.
Simultaneously, the water droplets initiated spatial teleportation.
Thud-
Some of the water droplets were absorbed by the fat ball.
But it seemed like a trace of water clung to the sneakers and vanished along with the spatial gate!
The fat ball was left speechless.
It seemed like that sneaker held a profound significance to the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball.
Was it an item left behind by someone important to it?
[The scent on that shoe seems very familiar. Whose scent was that? It should be someone I’ve come into contact with before… Moreover, they should have been something he came into contact with when he went to the main world with the help of the Bone of Immortality not long ago. In other words, it belongs to him.]
After a moment of contemplation, the fat ball deduced the answer.
The ‘humans’ it had come into contact with, those who wore sports shoes instead of magical ones… it was the accursed Tyrannical Song, much like Bai Youyou.
Lately, the only ‘human’ who had left a deep impression on it was Tyrannical Song.
That vexing little bug… that small mouse.
But why did the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball guard Tyrannical Song’s sneakers like they were a treasure?
“As expected of something corpse-like. How repulsive,” the fat ball muttered in a deep voice.
Such a Heavenly Dao Relic had no reason to continue existing, so it might as well let it be consumed!
‘I need to make a trip to the main world and directly devour the entire Heavenly Dao Molt Ball.’ The fat ball gazed at the dragon-shaped commander seal in its hand.
In order to deceive the heavenly secrets and allow its entire body to infiltrate the main world directly, it needed to enhance the power of the dragon-shaped commander’s seal.
The fat ball got up and ventured into the depths of the treasure vault.
This was where its refining workshop was concealed.
It needed to refine and improve the dragon-shaped commander seal comprehensively.
***
Song Shuhang emerged from his Inner World.
He hadn’t expected Demon Monarch Anzhi to be far more truthful than he had anticipated. Everything it had said earlier was indeed the truth.
Demon Monarch Anzhi didn’t possess knowledge of the true headquarters of the Limitless Demon Sect.
The headquarters it was aware of was merely the regional headquarters comprised of the 20 peaks of the Limitless Demon Sect.
“While it’s regrettable that it’s not the headquarters, a regional headquarters is still good. Breaking into it will be much easier compared to the headquarters, and it will also be convenient for me to draw the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball over,” Song Shuhang mused while pinching his chin.
In that case, why not make haste to the headquarters of the Limitless Demon Sect before the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball arrived?
Just as Song Shuhang was contemplating this, a spatial gate suddenly materialized in front of him.
Song Shuhang instinctively took a step back, opened his Inner World, and slipped half of his body into it.
Each time he encountered a spatial gate that abruptly appeared in front of him, nothing good came of it.
Those who emerged from such spatial gates were at least Tribulation Transcenders.
Song Shuhang had to be cautious.
The Space Gate before him appeared somewhat small. If he were to gauge it, the size of the powerhouse emerging from it was about as large as five hamsters combined.
Something shot out from the spatial gate.
A sneaker, shimmering with the radiance of a seven-colored divine weapon, zoomed out of the spatial gate and crashed into Song Shuhang.
“Huh? Why do these look so familiar?” Song Shuhang extended his hand and caught the sneaker.
These basketball sneakers were a style he greatly favored…
“Wait, these are mine!” After catching the sneaker, Song Shuhang suddenly sensed his own aura.
He hoisted the sneaker up high. As he examined the gleaming divine sneaker, Song Shuhang fell deep into thought.
How did my sneaker end up like this?
So dazzling.
Consequently, he didn’t dare to acknowledge that these sneakers belonged to him.
“I recall that these shoes were supposed to have ended up with the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball, right?” Song Shuhang contemplated.
Why did they suddenly emerge from the spatial gate and return to his hand?
“Could it be that those sneakers transformed into magical artifacts and gave birth to a shoe spirit?” While pondering, Song Shuhang stretched his hand and pressed it onto the sneaker while using his secret appraisal technique.
After paying the price of a minor one-centimeter-deep injury and some mild discomfort, the result of the appraisal was relayed to Song Shuhang’s mind.
[Profound Sage Tyrannical Song’s battle boots (left leg). Originally ordinary shoes, but after continuous strengthening by the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball, they have been upgraded to sneakers +10.]
[There is a strand of the Heavenly Dao’s flesh attached to the boots.. Why not try to refine it into the boots?]
