2276 Don’t Mention That Name
“However, normally, these claws appear in groups of hundreds. Was this just a trickle?” The demonic hamster added.
“Hundreds?” Song Shuhang felt uneasy. He extended his divine sense to cover the entire neighborhood. It even penetrated deep into the ground.
Within the range of his divine sense, he couldn’t detect any traces of the Evil Claws.
“Perhaps they were newborns,” he mused.
As they spoke, a flash of saber light entered through the window.
It was the Nine Virtues Phoenix Saber. It joyfully spun around Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang was puzzled. When had the Nine Virtues Phoenix Saber left his side? Wasn’t it always orbiting him alongside the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts ‘Combined Magical Treasure’?
“Did you just?” Song Shuhang reached out and patted the Nine Virtues Phoenix Saber.
Buzz ~ The Nine Virtues Phoenix Saber emitted a cheerful saber hum.
It seemed that this saber was indeed responsible for completely driving away the Evil Claws from the neighborhood.
A Dao Artifact was truly remarkable.
Song Shuhang’s primordial spirit extended his right hand. The “Saber Nurturing Technique” landed on the Nine Virtues Phoenix Saber.
The sound of the Nine Virtues Phoenix Saber grew even louder.
“Dark path,” the demonic hamster muttered softly.
“This is the Saber Path,” Song Shuhang retorted. It was the Saber Path created by Ancestor Huge Number.
With that said, he approached the unconscious residents and activated the healing spell that came with the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts ‘Combined Magical Treasure’ before applying it to each of the unconscious residents.
Healing was a beneficial skill. It could cure illnesses and neutralize the harm caused by the malevolent fog.
“By the way, Tyrant Song, isn’t it inappropriate to use the Charging Spell on ordinary people?” the demonic hamster remarked.
“Charging Spell?” Song Shuhang was taken aback. “I was using a healing spell.”
“What’s the difference? Do you even know proper healing spells?” the demonic hamster asked.
Song Shuhang was left speechless.
This comment struck a nerve.
‘After I successfully cultivate the City-level Lightning Palm, I’ll make sure you witness its terrifying power. You’ll be haunted by nightmares of the City-level Lightning Palm day and night.
Previously, my Lightning Palm already had considerable power. Now, with my advancement to the Seventh Stage Venerable Realm, my Lightning Palm’s power should easily reach ‘Suppression-level Lightning Palm’.
After healing all the unconscious residents in the neighborhood, Song Shuhang’s primordial spirit rose into the sky and surveyed the area.
“Aren’t you going to repair those broken windows?” the demonic hamster asked.
“I don’t have the ability to fix glass windows,” Song Shuhang replied. “Besides, I’m not Mother Yellow Mountain. Ensuring the residents’ safety is my priority; others can handle the rest.”
“Weakling. If my master were here, he could restore all the windows to their original state with a snap of his fingers,” the hamster said.
Song Shuhang was left speechless.
He felt that the ‘City-level Lightning Palm’ might not be enough. He had to cultivate diligently and strive to produce the ‘Provincial Lightning Palm’ as soon as possible to make the demonic hamster understand the true terror of the lightning technique.
“Let’s go,” Song Shuhang’s primordial spirit flew up. In the blink of an eye, he returned to the dormitory.
“I just flew here with great difficulty, and now I have to fly back,” the invisible demonic hamster said with a sigh. It picked up its toothpick sword and flew back to Jiangnan University Town.
Sword Kinesis Flight was much slower than Essence Soul Fleeing.
At Jiangnan University dormitory, Song Shuhang’s primordial spirit returned.
He slowly opened his eyes. His three roommates were gradually waking up.
“Hey, Shuhang, you’re up early again. What’s for breakfast? It smells so good…” Gao Moumou said.
Song Shuhang closed the ‘Malevolent Knowledge Compendium’ and smiled at him. “Classes are about to start. Hurry and get ready.”
“We have plenty of time. Don’t worry,” Gao Moumou climbed down from the bed.
“Did you gain weight again? When you climbed out of bed, my bed shook,” Tubo said groggily.
Gao Moumou was left speechless.
Aren’t you the same?
Song Shuhang glanced at his three roommates and felt relieved. Just as he had expected, the Monster Willow Qing Wu had taken excellent care of her three roommates.
With Qing Wu around, the three roommates ate healthily and slept well. There was no need to worry about mosquitoes in the summer or temperature in the winter.
Even Yangde, who had rented a house off-campus, preferred to stay in the dormitory most of the time.
After graduation… if his three roommates suddenly left Qing Wu, would they be able to adapt?
“By the way, Shuhang, you seem a little different today,” Tubo suddenly said after brushing his teeth.
[After all, I’m not Qing Wu.] Song Shuhang smiled faintly. “I was reading a book today, so maybe I’ve been influenced by its contents.”
“No, I mean when I saw you today, I kept wanting to call you Tyrant Demon,” Tubo said.
“Me too, but I kept wanting to call you Tyrant Scholar,” Gao Moumou added.
Yangde was speechless.
“Yangde, what about you? Do you feel the same way?” Tubo asked.
An awkward smile appeared on Yangde’s face. “Like you, Tubo, I’ve been wanting to call him Tyrant Demon.”
Forget Tyrant Demon and Tyrant Scholar, why did they keep wanting to call him ‘Tyrant’?
Song Shuhang’s heart twitched as he looked at the ring on his little finger.
The ring’s effect was still active, so the ‘There’s no one in the world who doesn’t know you’ effect should have been suppressed.
[The battery is running low. When I gave you the ring, it already had low battery], the demonic hamster’s voice rang out again, and one could faintly hear that it was panting.
Song Shuhang was left speechless.
So, should I recharge it?
“Let’s go, let’s go. It’s time for class,” Yangde said loudly. He didn’t want to bring up the topic of ‘Tyrannical Song’ again, so he forced himself to steer the conversation.
Song Shuhang laughed and followed Yangde’s lead.
At the same time, he rubbed his right hand on the ring and used the Charging Spell to recharge it.
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The first class of the morning began.
Song Shuhang and his three roommates took their usual seats.
Afterward, Song Shuhang cast a simple illusion on the book and made it appear as a textbook. During class, he diligently memorized the contents.
Simultaneously, he made his treasured saber, Broken Tyrant, invisible and flew on it to patrol the university town in search for any lurking Evils.
Broken Tyrant conducted its patrols.
He did not find any, but Song Shuhang did spot a few interesting figures.
Three individuals with runes hanging from their shoulders stealthily infiltrated Jiangnan College Town using invisibility spells.
“Is it alright for us to sneak in like this? They say this is that person’s dojo, where he trained in the mortal world,” whispered a thin youth.
“We’re just here to look for Evils. Sage Tyrannical Song shouldn’t mind, right?”
“Don’t mention that person’s name. You’ll get pregnant! Moreover, this is that person’s dojo. If you mention his holy name, he will definitely sense it.”
In the air, the treasured saber, Tyrannical Song, trembled slightly.
Should I grant the wishes of these three fellow cultivators? Song Shuhang wondered to himself.
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