Chapter 938 Bah, you're dreaming!

Why carry a shovel when going out?

Song Chunxue thought that this was a tool that anyone traveling on foot would carry.

When you're out and about, it can rain in the summer and your feet can slip. You'll need a shovel as a crutch. If you encounter a road that you can't cross, you can take out the shovel, dig some soil on it, and then you can get through smoothly.

In winter, when there is a thick layer of snow, a shovel is more useful than any other tool.

Not to mention other times, when you reach the end of the road, there's a wall that's neither too high nor too low. You can dig two steps and climb up, right?

A shovel is wonderful; those who are born into wealth and never have to travel on their own don't understand.

She used to be difficult to take care of, but now that she has the Na Ring, she even prepared two shovels for her.

Song Chunxue explained to everyone, "My senior brother has also traveled all over the world on his own. He understands the benefits of a shovel better than we farmers do, so of course he has to bring it with him."

As she spoke, she took out another shovel from her storage ring and handed it to Lord Zhao, "Here, Senior Brother, give it a try. Have you ever used a shovel before?"

Lord Zhao accepted it, saying, "I may look down on people, but I'm not a good-for-nothing."

These words made everyone burst into laughter.

Tudan'er and Changfeng took the shovels from Song Chunxue and Zhang Daozhang, saying that they were strong and could dig fast.

Master Han hesitated, thinking that the thunder would explode even faster.

Oh well, we're not in a rush anyway, let them dig if they want.

They thought it would take a long time to dig, but to their surprise, they dug a hole half an hour later.

Master Han cleaved a hole large enough for a person to pass through with a single palm strike and went inside first.

“The children will stay outside and keep watch, Lord Zhao. You stay with them, and the three of us will go in.”

Lord Zhao raised an eyebrow. "Why am I the one left outside?"

"Because your sword isn't good enough." Master Han smiled. "If we come across a good sword later, I'll save it for you."

"..." Lord Zhao was both amused and exasperated. After pointing at him for a long time, he only managed to utter three words, "You said it."

Song Chunxue couldn't help but turn to look at Ye Hanying. The two of them smiled secretly, feeling very happy, just like they had stolen a peach from someone's tree by the roadside.

The cave is filled with strangely shaped rocks and trees, and the air is humid, making it difficult to breathe.

Master Han continued walking without stopping, leading them straight ahead. Along the way, they encountered several small demons who ran faster than rabbits.

Song Chunxue gripped Wuyou tightly, ready to deal with any sudden danger at any time.

[What's there to be afraid of? He may be powerful, but we outnumber him and have plenty of strength. His tail's already cut off; he'll just be waiting to be wiped out by us all.]

That's true, but after all, they're demons, and I'm just a mortal. However, with Master Han around, I'm not too afraid.

Don't be a coward. You've improved a lot since then. Go all out later, and try to take him down like a medicinal herb.

Hearing Wuyou's arrogant and lazy tone, Song Chunxue laughed. If that were really the case, she could walk sideways on Wuquan Mountain from now on.

“There’s some noise over there,” Huo Xiang pointed to the intersection on the left. “Stay close and don’t get separated. I want to see what he really looks like.”

He is the leader of the demonic cultivation sect, and he cannot allow such things to wreak havoc on the world and tarnish the reputation of demonic cultivators.

Suddenly, Master Han flew out, shouting, "He's trying to run away! You all wait here!"

I'll go check it out; I can't let such a good piece of meat slip by.

Before Song Chunxue could react, Wuyou had already flown away.

Soon, Master Han, holding a beautiful chain and dragging a dark, smelly thing, came to everyone.

"Look, these are the medicinal herbs you've set your sights on." Master Han pointed at Song Chunxue and Chongshan. "You can't even beat the sword in her hand."

"This is not fair!" Chongshan roared angrily. "This sword should not be taken by someone like her. She has only been practicing for a few years. What is it of me to have been lying dormant here for thousands of years?"

"Then do those people you refined into pills think it's fair?" Master Han kicked him against the wall. "It's been so many years, you've become so ugly."

"Han Qingfeng!" Chongshan looked like a round potato, wrapped in a dark cloak. Light shone through, and one could vaguely see the shimmering light on his cloak, like the feathers of a crow.

He struggled to his feet, his swollen hands supporting him against the wall, and pointed fiercely at Master Han.

"Do you think you're so noble and great? If you hadn't used some kind of method, could your cultivation have increased so quickly?" He glared, his eyes wide with jealousy and resentment. "You clearly have cultivation that someone else sacrificed for you!"

Master Han frowned. "Do you think everyone is like you?"

"Then tell me, what's the story behind your recent surge in cultivation?" Chongshan laughed maniacally, revealing his gleaming white teeth, looking quite eerie.

People's eyes couldn't help but wander back and forth between them.

Has Master Han's cultivation level increased dramatically?

No wonder he looks more powerful, mysterious, and alluring.

"What's it to you!" Master Han lashed out with his snake-bone whip, striking Chongshan's face. "Are you going to reincarnate on your own, or should I send you on your way?"

"Wishful thinking! You can't kill me. This is just an avatar of mine. It's dead, so be it. But the Xuan King you've found, and some Taoist disciples, will be buried with this body of mine! Hahahaha!"

Song Chunxue watched as the beads of blood on Chongshan's face flowed down his cheeks and into his mouth, making his teeth appear exceptionally white.

She really wanted to ask the other person how they took care of their teeth.

But they were also afraid of getting themselves into trouble.

She couldn't help but lean close to the Taoist priest's ear and whisper, "So it was just a bluff. When he shot that arrow at me and spouted those arrogant words at the Taoist priest, I thought he was some kind of great immortal."

Master Zhang noticed Chongshan's twitching brow out of the corner of his eye and said, "You'd better not provoke them."

Suddenly, Chongshan flung out a cloud of black and red smoke, which rushed towards Song Chunxue.

[You scoundrel!]

Wuyou suddenly appeared out of nowhere and plunged her sword into Chongshan's foot.

Master Zhang conjured an oil-paper umbrella from somewhere and used it to block the smoke.

As the smoke cleared, Master Zhang put away his umbrella, revealing Song Chunxue's ambiguous smile to Chongshan.

Song Chunxue stepped forward, a half-smile on her face, and said, "Fatty, did you use me as your medicinal ingredient for that arrow you shot earlier?"

“You…” Chongshan gritted his teeth, wanting to deal with Song Chunxue, but when he looked down, he found that his limbs were tied up by Master Han, and he was lying on the ground like a roly-poly toy.

“I originally thought that this mysterious Aishan must be full of gods and immortals, but I didn’t expect it to hide a demon and evil cultivator like you. I’m a bit disappointed.” Song Chunxue looked around. “How about this, if you hand over your treasure trove, we can spare your life.”

"Pah! You're dreaming!"

Huo Xiang walked over and kicked Chong Shan. "Where's Prince Xuan? Hand him over! He still owes me a lot of money!"

"Shameless brat, you dare kick me? Do you know the consequences of offending me?" Chongshan's face turned ashen with rage. "You'll be devoured by my men... cough cough cough cough..."

Unable to bear it any longer, Huo Xiang kicked him in his greasy belly, saying impatiently, "At this point, enough nonsense, hand over the person. Otherwise, I'll cut out your tongue first!"