Cultivation Chat Group - Chapter 2337

2337 In the Future, I’ll Treat Senior Three-Eyed Well
As soon as the Scholarly Sage made his entrance, he wasted no time in thrusting a poisoned blade toward the black horse. Simultaneously, he extended his hand and hurled another poisoned blade at the puddle of liquid metal.

He was extremely greedy. He was aiming to take down two adversaries the moment he arrived!

However, his timing was impeccable and coincided with the moment when the black horse and the supposed black horse fat ball were deciding the outcome of their battle.

It was the perfect opportunity for a sneak attack and potential double kill.

But just as the poisoned blade was about to pierce the black horse, the black horse suddenly sprang into action. While it had been vigorously pounding the fat ball with its front hooves, it abruptly stood upright and cleverly evaded the Scholarly Sage’s sneak attack. At the same time, it raised its right leg high and executed a graceful roundhouse kick toward the Scholarly Sage.

Evasion and counterattack had occurred in an instant!

Observing from the sidelines, Song Shuhang, locked inside the box, keenly noticed something. There was no mole on the inside of the black horse’s right leg.

Furthermore, the black horse’s counterattack flowed smoothly, as if it had always been a horse.

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The collision of the hooves of the black horse and the Scholarly Sage produced a deafening sound.

The Scholarly Sage was kicked back, but upon realizing that his sneak attack had failed, he wisely disengaged rather than pushing further. Using the momentum, he distanced himself from the black horse.

However, the liquid metal ball on the ground wasn’t as fortunate. It had been struck by the poisoned blade thrown by the Scholarly Sage. Its form began to evaporate. It was now on the brink of death.

“I should take care of Tyrannical Song first, but unfortunately, this is just a small-scale game world,” the Scholarly Sage remarked with a tinge of regret in his tone.

While locked inside the box, Song Shuhang immediately identified the Scholarly Sage’s true identity. It was the actual fat ball.

The fat ball’s wish likely had something to do with the Scholarly Sage…

Song Shuhang could make an educated guess about the nature of its wish. It probably sought victory and the retrieval of the entity bitten by the Scholarly Sage.

Hence, upon entering this small world, it took on the appearance of the Scholarly Sage.

Since the Scholarly Sage was the fat ball, it meant that the black horse was… Senior Three-Eyed?

After considering this possibility, Song Shuhang wiped his brow in relief.

Earlier, the black horse had been fervently attacking the fat ball, even using its hooves to stomp on it.

This was with the knowledge that the fat ball was Song Shuhang. In other words, Senior Three-Eyed had wanted to beat him up and literally stomp him to death with its hooves!

“Maybe I should treat Senior Three-Eyed with more respect in the future. After all, Senior is the ruler of the Netherworld. I shouldn’t push my luck too far. What if Senior Three-Eyed sneakily beheads me while we’re having a drink and chat?”

“After this game ends, I should make amends with Senior Three-Eyed… he probably won’t try to trick me again.” Song Shuhang pondered to himself.

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At this moment, the black horse and the Scholarly Sage, transformed by the fat ball, were already locked in an intense battle.

A myriad of spells, sword techniques, and divine abilities, incomprehensible and dizzying, were unleashed as easily as one’s exhalation.

The entire star field was enveloped in the radiance of their spells. Stars shattered.

The two of them transformed into beams of light that were leaping, flashing, and colliding within the starry expanse.

The small world couldn’t withstand the forces exerted by both sides and showed signs of collapse.

In comparison, Song Shuhang’s imitation of the fat ball’s fireworks cannon beams had been child’s play.

Their battle grew increasingly fierce.

As they fought, they inadvertently returned to their starting point, where Song Shuhang was concealed within a meteorite. The pool of liquid metal had become the horse.

At this stage in the battle, both sides had committed nearly all their energy to the conflict. They couldn’t even spare a thought for their surroundings.

Explosions and devastation became the predominant theme in this star field.
Between the Scholarly Sage and the black horse, countless laws clashed and annihilated one another.

In a trance, it was as if the illusion of an entire world was being constantly born and destroyed in the struggle between the two.

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When the fat ball poured all its energy into this battle, it failed to realize that not far away, the liquid metal pool, which had been stabbed with a poisoned blade, was quietly reforming.

The corners of the black horse’s mouth curled slightly.

In the next instant, it launched an attack. The charge it had been secretly accumulating for a long time slammed into the fat ball.

The fat ball was sent flying, but it remained focused on the horse.

An opportunity presented itself.

The liquid metal pool exploded and reshaped into a white horse. The front hooves of this white horse shimmered with nomological runes representing ‘calamity,’ and it delivered a ruthless blow to the back of the fat ball, who had taken the form of the Scholarly Sage.

In addition to the ‘calamity’ law’s effects, there was also a faint trace of supreme power.

The identity of the horse had been confirmed!

The fat ball spat out blood and its body gradually turned transparent. After battling the black horse for so long, it wasn’t seriously injured, but the blow from the pair of hooves on its back had taken its toll.

Two horses, one black and one white, confronted the fat ball.

“So, Senior Three-Eyed is teaming up with the horse?” Song Shuhang, inside the meteorite, was left dumbfounded.

Were they working together to eliminate the fat ball from the game?

The fat ball, transformed into the Scholarly Sage, once again coughed up blood, and its body gradually became translucent.

“I underestimated your tactics. I didn’t expect you to have such a clever scheme,” it remarked, locking eyes with the two horses, one black and one white.

“I never did,” the white horse responded. Is voice carried the unmistakable tone of Senior White.

“Were you running two accounts at once? There’s no need to explain further. You and I are both rulers of the Netherworld, so a little cheating is perfectly acceptable. I can only blame myself for not being resourceful enough.”

“Allow me to clarify. The answer is quite simple… Fellow Daoist Three-Eyed chose to forfeit shortly after encountering me at the beginning of the match.” The white horse sported a smile reminiscent of a human’s. “Before entering the game, my wish was to enhance my ‘acting skills’ to the next level. This wish materialized as Ultimate Acting, and one of its sub-skills is Two-in-One, which allows me to temporarily borrow Fellow Daoist Three-Eyed’s body.”

“I find it hard to believe that Three-Eyed would be defeated by you so quickly. His strength is on par with ours.”

“That’s why I mentioned the forfeiture. After forfeiting, he provided us with three incarnations. He willingly gave us three of them,” the white horse explained slowly.

In essence, from start to finish, everything had been a two-player show!