Cultivation Chat Group - Chapter 912

Chapter 912: The virtuous lamia meeting Fairy Lychee in secret

At this time, on the bookshelf in Gao Moumou’s room, a palm-sized Yu Jiaojiao was holding a cup of hot tea in her hand, calmly sipping it.

“How lucky that I had the sudden idea to visit Gao Moumou’s place today. Otherwise, this guy would have taken a break due to the flu,” Yu Jiaojiao muttered to herself.

Now that Yu Jiaojiao was here, how could something like flu pose any threat? A healing technique was more than enough to restore Gao Moumou to his original condition.

“Now that he doesn’t have the flu anymore, there will be an update like always,” Yu Jiaojiao said in a soft voice.

Gao Moumou’s finger stiffened while typing on the keyboard. Then, he made an effort to shake his head, his expression clearly one of disbelief.

Just a moment ago, he had a fever, a headache, a stuffy nose, and a sore throat, and he felt as if he was going to die. But now… he suddenly felt reinvigorated. His head stopped hurting, his nose wasn’t stuffed anymore, and his throat healed as well. His whole body was brimming with energy.

Under these circumstances, he was unable to keep writing that message where he was asking for leave.

“F*ck, what’s happening? I rarely got ill this year, and just as I was thinking of seizing this opportunity to ask for leave, my flu suddenly got better? Since when has my constitution become so incredible?” Gao Moumou said.

Whatever… since he had gotten better, he might as well take out some time and write a few chapters.

Speaking of which, what was Song Shuhang doing as of late? He sent a message yesterday, saying that he had already completed his registration. Why had he headed to the university so much ahead of time?

Just as he was in deep thought, Gao Moumou opened a word file, and started to quickly type on the keyboard.

When did Gao Moumou look handsome?

Of course, it was when he was writing chapters…

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In the meantime…

After his body was shrouded in that dense fog, Song Shuhang felt as if he was riding the mist again.

Soon after, when the dense fog shrouding his body dispersed, he discovered that he was inside a volcano. It was the same crater he’d seen yesterday, with the boiling magma below.

He could still faintly hear some cries. Was it possible that Senior Thrice Reckless was still struggling amidst the magma below?

At the same time, Song Shuhang thought of another matter. As such, he quickly lowered his head, and looked at his body. Luckily, the clothes he was wearing this time were his previous clothes, and he wasn’t forced to wear that female western suit.

However, there were many round dots attached to his body this time, and they looked rather weird. In addition, the twelve sword orbs attached to his back had disappeared.

Just as Song Shuhang prepared to take these round dots off his body, he once again lost control of his limbs, and started to run as he had yesterday.

Since he had already experienced this matter yesterday, Song Shuhang wasn’t nervous or worried.

At the same time, he carefully examined his body as he was running forward on his own. Very soon, he noticed that there were thousands of strings pulling him. This was the reason he was running like crazy.

Was this a magical technique?

In addition, was he really ‘dreaming’ at this moment?

Song Shuhang started to get suspicious.

Just as he was in deep thought, he arrived at the edge of the crater.

Same crater, same location, same setting.

I won’t have to say the same sentences as yesterday, right? I refuse to say those lines again today, Song Shuhang thought to himself.

But just as this thought flashed through his mind, the following words echoed. “Little Reckless, Little Reckless, where are you?! Quickly reply!”

Song Shuhang didn’t even open his mouth to speak, but the voice was his own, and it was transmitted from his clothes. It was a voice recording getting replayed!

F*ck, even something like this was possible?

In addition, now that even a voice recording popped out, Song Shuhang was 100% sure that this wasn’t a normal dream!

After waking up this time, I’ll look for Senior White and ask him what’s the deal with these dreams! Song Shuhang thought to himself.

But just as this thought flashed through his mind, amidst the boiling magma, Senior Thrice Reckless Mad Saber shouted loudly, “My friend, save me. Quickly pull me up!”

“…” Song Shuhang.

“I’m unable to come up on my own! I need your help. Please, help me!” Thrice Reckless Mad Saber said anxiously.

“I understand.” Song Shuhang sighed, and then said, “I remember that there was a flight of stairs, and I’ll find a box after going up to the third step. After I give Senior Thrice Reckless the equipment inside the box, you’ll be able to leave this place, right? In that case, I’ll go look for that flight of stairs.”

After hearing these words, Senior Thrice Reckless Mad Saber opened his eyes wide. Soon after, he said while trembling, “Little friend Song Shuhang, why are you making me suffer like this?”

“Eh?” Song Shuhang was puzzled.

Then, he faintly heard a ‘cut’ in the background.

Afterward, Song Shuhang was shrouded in that dense fog again, and before flying away, he seemingly saw the volcano erupting.

“…” Song Shuhang.

This dream was really uh-oh… something.

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After a short moment, the dense fog wrapping around Song Shuhang made him return to the mouth of the volcano.

Then, as if time was rewound, he started to run toward the edge of the crater again.

Song Shuhang already had a theory in his mind.

Very soon, when he arrived at the edge of the crater, that voice was transmitted from his clothes again. “Little Reckless, Little Reckless, where are you?! Quickly reply!”

Next, Senior Thrice Reckless Mad Saber appeared once more within that lake of magma.

Song Shuhang noticed that Senior Thrice Reckless Mad Saber’s condition was worse than the last time he saw him, and there were several extra parts of his body that were charred black.

After appearing, Senior Thrice Reckless immediately said his lines from before.

After finishing with his lines, he shot a bitter glance at Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang sighed, and kept silent. He started searching the area around the crater, and quickly found a flight of stairs.

Then, he followed Senior Thrice Reckless Mad Saber’s instructions from yesterday and opened the box, taking out the stage props inside… a small boat of the size of a table.

Song Shuhang made an effort to push the boat into the lake of magma.

Senior Thrice Reckless was delighted. He quickly got into the boat, and started to row with all his strength.

Rowing and rowing… the small boat quickly arrived beside Song Shuhang’s body.

While confronted with such a terrible plot, Song Shuhang already didn’t know how to ridicule it.

“Go, go, go! The volcano is about to erupt!” Thrice Reckless Mad Saber pulled Song Shuhang, and they quickly fled the volcanic crater.

Around twenty seconds later, the volcano behind them erupted with a loud boom.

Senior Thrice Reckless Mad Saber had a pale complexion, and was running faster and faster.

“Senior, why don’t you ride your saber?” Song Shuhang asked.

“I can’t fly! If I could fly, I would have already done so!” Thrice Reckless Mad Saber said with tears streaming down his face.

“…” Song Shuhang.

With great difficulty, Song Shuhang and Thrice Reckless Mad Saber managed to get out of the range of the volcano.

Even if he was currently unable to ride a flying sword, Senior Thrice Reckless Mad Saber was still a very fast runner. In addition, it seemed that the range of the volcanic eruption was limited, and after one left it, the eruption would lose the capacity to harm them.

Song Shuhang heard another ‘cut’ in the background.

“We are finally safe.” Senior Thrice Reckless Mad Saber heaved a sigh of relief.

“Senior Thrice Reckless, can I ask you something…? What are we doing at this moment?” Song Shuhang asked.

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber replied, “You are asking me what we are doing? You don’t know? We are shooting a movie!”

“…” Song Shuhang probed, “We are shooting a movie?”

“Yes,” Thrice Reckless Mad Saber said with tears streaming down his face. “After I carelessly made some malicious remarks about Venerable Spirit Butterfly in the group, I was dragged to this place to shoot the movie. I have been soaking in the crater for two days before you finally came over.”

Song Shuhang said, “Before I came over? Does this mean that I’m not dreaming?”

“No, you are indeed dreaming.” Thrice Reckless Mad Saber looked at Song Shuhang, and then sighed with emotion. “Little friend Shuhang, you are really lucky.”

Song Shuhang was confused.

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber explained, “You were actually able to experience an ‘astral trip’ before advancing to the Fourth Stage. This is a really valuable experience, and it will greatly help you on the road to the Fourth Stage. As you know, you can ride a flying sword after advancing to the Fourth Stage, and experiencing this astral travel will help you a lot when riding a flying sword.”

“Astral travel? In other words, my soul left my body?” Song Shuhang asked. If his soul had left his body, it would explain the weird things happening in this strange dream.

“You can see it like that if you want. Soul and mental energy are related, and the former can be considered highly concentrated mental energy. The stronger one’s soul, the better they can control their flying sword, and the more increases the distance from which they can attack their enemies. Speaking of which, what is your current realm, little friend Shuhang?” Thrice Reckless Mad Saber suddenly thought of this matter.

He remembered that little friend Song Shuhang had just advanced to the Second Stage Realm when the Chu Family and the Illusory Sword School decided to fight on that ‘Grievance Settling Platform’. Afterward, he apparently had a series of fortuitous encounters and transcended his tribulation, advancing to the Third Stage.

As such, what was little friend Shuhang’s current realm?

“I opened the third meridian of the Third Stage, the Blazing Sun Meridian, a few days ago. Now I’m trying to break through the Immaterial King Meridian,” Song Shuhang replied.

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber suddenly became silent, and his expression turned grave.

“Senior Thrice Reckless, is something the matter?” Song Shuhang asked out of curiosity.

“I was thinking of Quiet[1](-ing down). Don’t ask me who Quiet is, it’s precisely that woman,” Thrice Reckless Mad Saber said in all seriousness. After saying this much, he waved at Song Shuhang, and said, “There isn’t much time left. Little friend Song Shuhang, let us meet next time.”

“Eh?” Song Shuhang was still confused.

In the next moment, his body was shrouded in that dense fog again.

After the dense fog disappeared, Song Shuhang found himself above the sea, riding sword orbs. Just like before, there were six sword orbs beneath his right foot, and other six beneath his left one. The style was as terrible as before.

Song Shuhang kept riding the sword orbs, quickly dashing forward.

“Senior White, it’s you, right?” Song Shuhang suddenly said.

However, no one replied.

Song Shuhang looked at the sword orbs beneath his feet, and said, “In that case, it must be you, Senior Northern River! It’s your doing, right?”

But just as before, no one replied.

Song Shuhang held his chin as he fell into deep thought.

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In the meantime.

Fairy Lychee was resting in her room.

She had felt ill at ease for the past several days, but today, she had suddenly managed to calm down, falling into deep sleep.

She felt really happy when she got to relax after such a long time.

But just as she was sleeping, she felt as though something approached her.