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at could change one’s appearance.
Luckily, Song Shuhang’s appetite had increased after all that practice.
Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to eat two large bowls of rice!

Anyway, this evening, mom was looking strangely at ‘Venerable White’.
Did she notice something amiss?

Fortunately, Senior White’s meditation will end tomorrow.
At the time, we’ll eat together and mom won’t suspect anything, Song Shuhang thought to himself.

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Spirit Butterfly Island.

Venerable Spirit Butterfly was sipping some Spirit Green Tea.
His beloved daughter directly prepared these tea leaves.
Although there were some problems with these tea leaves, they weren’t enough to affect him who had reached the Spiritual Venerable Realm.
This is how he had decided to dispose of these tea leaves prepared by his daughter.

At this time, a multicolored butterfly arrived in front of Venerable Spirit Butterfly and magically changed into a girl with colorful clothes.
She was a monster butterfly that had condensed a monster core and could assume a human form.

The girl with colorful clothes said with a smile, ”Teacher, senior brother just called.
Your daughter left the home of fellow daoist Song Shuhang and successfully took the train. ”

”Oh, she left already! I see, tell Jianyi to keep protecting Soft Feather in secret. ” Venerable Spirit Butterfly calmly nodded—then, he slowly sheathed his flying sword.

If his beloved daughter was planning to pass the night in the house of a man… hehehe!

After seeing the flying sword in the hands of her teacher, the corner of the mouth of the girl with colorful clothes twitched.

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Night was falling.

Song Shuhang was holding the enlightenment stone and meditating.
He was training his mental energy.

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Lady Onion had completely taken root on the enlightenment stone, and a tender sprout had started to grow on it, green and very pleasing to the eye.

Song Shuhang was thinking of having Lady Onion hand over the Buddhist Roaring Lion’s Technique—after all, she was planning to steal his enlightenment stone.
After failing, she had to suffer the consequences!

It was unknown if it was because she couldn’t or didn’t want to talk, but after taking root on the enlightenment stone, no matter what Song Shuhang asked, she would just shake a bit and stay silent.

Was it possible that she had turned into a normal onion spirit after losing her body?

Late at night, silence reigned supreme.

Song Shuhang could feel the strange energy of the enlightenment stone continuously flowing inside his body.
At this time, it had already started to weaken the bottleneck of the Ear Aperture.

After a few days of practice, his Ear Aperture should be full of qi and blood.
At the time, he would be able to break through easily.

But that wasn’t all… Song Shuhang felt that even his mental energy was affected by this strange power.

This strength wasn’t merging with his mental energy but was instead ‘stimulating’ it, making it stronger and purer.

‘The effects of this strange stone are even better than what Venerable White had mentioned.
If this situation continues, I won’t need too long to open the last aperture, the Mouth Aperture.
After opening all apertures, I’ll be ready to jump through the dragon gate.’ Song Shuhang slowly opened his eyes and sighed with emotion.

But just as he opened his eyes… he saw a masked figure stealthily trying to open the window of this room!

Song Shuhang’s eyes met with that of the masked man.

Is it a thief?

This guy is so arrogant! He can clearly see that I’m sitting on the bed and still awake, and yet he still dared to open the window and enter the room… is he not giving me face at all!?

He needs a good lesson.

Song Shuhang put away the enlightenment stone and used the ❮Virtuous Man’s Ten Thousand Mile Walk❯, dashing like lighting toward the thief.
His right hand turned into dragon claws and aimed at the shoulder of the masked man.

”Dammit. ” The masked man cursed.
However, he wasn’t scared; he raised his palm like a sword and welcomed Song Shuhang’s claw attack.

Immediately, Song Shuhang look changed—this wasn’t an ordinary thief.

When the enemy raised his palm, he felt the power of qi and blood emanating from it; this thief was a cultivator!

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Song Shuhang immediately thought of that Spiritual Emperor from the Penniless Thief Sect.

But he didn’t have too much to think right now.
He used the ❮Virtuous Man’s Ten Thousand Mile Walk❯ at full strength, and his right hand bypassed the thief’s sword-like palm, directly aiming at his throat from a weird angle.

”Junior, you have some skills, but… you’re too slow! ” the masked man said in a hoarse voice.
He was trying to conceal his real voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, the palm of the masked man suddenly accelerated forward.

Its trajectory didn’t change, but thanks to this sudden and extreme acceleration, it made Shuhang’s previous move completely useless—because Song Shuhang’s hand was still halfway when the sword-like palm was about to hit him!

”Shield! ” Song Shuhang calmly said.

He used the innate skill of the ghost spirit, and a small golden shield appeared in front of his chest, keeping off the sword-like palm of the masked man!

Although it wasn’t as strong as an ‘armor talisman’, this small golden shield was still capable of warding off most of the attacks of cultivators of the Second Stage!

At the same time, Song Shuhang put his other hand in his pocket.

He still had one sword talisman left!

”Clang! ” The sword-like palm met the small golden shield head-on, sending out a metallic sound.

”Pierce! ” the masked man shouted.
Then, a white-colored sword light erupted from the tip of his fingers.

It was true qi!

This masked man was a cultivator of the Second Stage or even stronger.

”Crack, crack, crack! ”

Cracks started to appear on the surface of the small golden shield, and Shuhang’s body was sent flying by a huge force.

Song Shuhang stumbled on the bed, falling next to Senior White.

After this successful attack, the masked man chased after Song Shuhang as fast as lightning, readying his sword-like palm for a follow-up attack…