"This... I don't know either."
Luo Bingshu shook his head.
"Many elders in the clan often say that it's uncertain whether our ancestor could have become an immortal with his talent, but entering the Tribulation Transcending Realm would have been no difficult task. However, the specific reasons are probably unknown to anyone except our ancestor himself."
"Yes, I understand."
Song Ningsheng nodded, then extended two fingers and gently pressed them against Luo Bingshu's brow. Countless talismans transformed into beams of golden light and entered Luo Bingshu's mind.
"This is one of the three major spiritual treatises of my Taoist school, the 'Treatise on the Response of the Supreme Being.' You should first study this method. If you encounter any difficulties, feel free to ask me."
"Thank you, senior."
Luo Bingshu nodded, then turned to Qin Shou and said, "By the way, senior, I heard from our ancestor that our clan's King Tiansheng is also cultivating here. I wonder if I may meet him?"
"Hey, it's over there!"
Qin Shou pointed to the distance.
Luo Bingshu looked in that direction.
There was a small mound, a cross, and a clay figure hanging on it.
"Uncle Shen An?"
Luo Bingshu flashed and appeared beside the cross. Looking at Luo Shen'an, whose body was covered in mud, he was slightly taken aback.
"I'm not."
Luo Shen'an turned her head away.
At that moment, he felt utterly hopeless.
Luo Bingshu: "That's you!"
Luo Shen'an: "I'm not!"
Luo Bingshu: "Exactly!"
Luo Shen'an: "No!"
Luo Bingshu: "Uncle..."
Luo Shen'an: "Get lost!"
"Okay."
........
Petals fluttered down from the mountaintop.
Qin Shou and his companions sat under the peach tree, watching the several soul-summoning secret techniques sent by the Luo Shen Dynasty.
"Master, are you trying to summon back Junior Sister's fragmented soul?"
He asked with warmth.
"Um. "
Qin Shou nodded.
Wen Qing continued, "Master, when Junior Sister was in Lingzhou, I also asked many cultivators skilled in this art to call back her soul."
"Hmm? You once summoned Yi Cheng's soul?" Qin Shou raised his eyes.
"Mmm." Wen Qing nodded.
"And then?" Qin Shou pressed.
In truth, he already had the answer in his heart, since Yi Cheng's soul was still incomplete. What he wanted to know was the specific process.
“There was no follow-up.” Wen Qing shook her head and said, “They all failed. Junior Sister didn’t react at all. The only one who reacted somewhat was a Taoist priest at the Nascent Soul stage, whom Little Snotty spent a lot of money to invite from another state. But after the soul was summoned, he went crazy, while Junior Sister still didn’t react at all and was just sitting there eating chicken legs.”
"???" Qin Shou looked up at Song Ningsheng, "Senior, you are highly respected. You will be the one to summon the soul later."
Song Ningsheng: ? ? ? ? ? "I only have one last shred of obsession left."
Qin Beast: "So you came to summon me! It's just a wisp of obsession; once it's gone, it's gone. No loss."
Song Ningsheng: .........You dog.
"Alright, call Yi Cheng back later, let's try out all these secret techniques."
......
At this moment, in a certain canyon.
A cave.
A small white tiger was cornered, standing upright with its legs trembling.
Its little face was red and swollen, and tears were streaming down its face.
"Little Bai, tell me, were you just complaining to Senior Sister Goose, saying bad things about her?"
Yi Cheng rubbed her little fists together, her chubby face trying to look fierce, and said, "Let me tell you, I'm very well-liked in my senior sister's eyes. I've always been an obedient and good baby. You can't go to my senior sister and say bad things about me, or ruin my image in her eyes, understand?"
"Hehehe..."
At this moment, the demons followed behind Yi Cheng, rubbing their hands together, and a tyrannical smile appeared on their lips.
Their towering figures cast a large shadow, enveloping the Netherworld White Tiger.
"No...no."
The Netherworld White Tiger said tremblingly.
"Really not?"
Yi Cheng's small eyes widened.
Then he gave a look to Little Fatty.
Upon seeing this, Little Fatty immediately jumped out, pointed at the Netherworld White Tiger, and shouted:
"Hey! Xiaobai, you secretly complained to Sister Wen, which goes against the code of chivalry. According to the rules, you have to hand over one hundred bags of snacks, thirty candied hawthorns, and one hundred meat buns..."
Little Fatty rattled off a whole bunch of things.
Yi Cheng nodded her little head in satisfaction.
"Phew~"
The Netherworld White Tiger breathed a sigh of relief.
Thankfully, it was just something to eat. But... if you had said you wanted food earlier, I would have avoided a beating.
"Drink! Little White, did you hear me?"
Yi Cheng immediately shouted.
"I heard it, I heard it."
The Netherworld White Tiger nodded repeatedly.
"So, will you still complain to Senior Sister Goose next time?"
"I'm not suing anymore."
"Hmph, that's more like it."
Yi Cheng proudly raised her little head, "When are we handing over those tender snacks?"
"I'll hand it in right away."
The Netherworld White Tiger immediately began rummaging through its treasure pocket.
"Sister Yicheng, he just said 'I'm not suing anymore,' which means he really did sue this time."
At this moment, the Flaming Toad whispered something in Yi Cheng's ear.
"What?!"
Upon hearing this, Yi Cheng's eyes widened, and she angrily said, "Xiao Bai, you'd better repeat what Xiao Pang just said ten times more, or I'll throw a tantrum today!"
"ah? "
The Netherworld White Tiger was taken aback.
"What! You don't want to give it to me?"
As he spoke, Yi Cheng let out a "whoosh," and his big belly began to rumble and tremble.
"Here you go."
Upon seeing this, the Netherworld White Tiger immediately took out all of its possessions, but it still wasn't enough.
"Hey Boss Yi Cheng, I'm out of snacks. Can you pay me back for the rest?"
"Little Fatty!"
Yi Cheng called out.
"They're here."
Upon receiving the order, Little Fatty immediately and skillfully took out a pen, paper, and ink, had the Fiery Vermilion Toad write it down, and then scratched the Netherworld White Tiger's little paw, making him sign and affix his seal.
"Boss Yi Cheng, what's this?"
The Netherworld White Tiger stared wide-eyed and asked.
"Hmph, here's an IOU."
Yi Cheng, tilting her little head, replied, "This list is full of food for the tender goose, limited to three days. After three days, the price doubles for each additional day."
"Oh, this..."
The Netherworld White Tiger was stunned; he was on the verge of tears.
Your loan sharking has really gotten out of hand!
"Also, when you get back, if your senior sister asks why your face is swollen, what will you say?"
Yi Cheng stared at the Netherworld White Tiger with her small eyes.
The Netherworld White Tiger immediately straightened its legs and shouted, "Reporting to Boss Yi Cheng, I accidentally fell."
"Goose, goose, goose, little white thing, so clever!"
Yi Cheng patted the Netherworld White Tiger's little belly with satisfaction.
Just then, a voice suddenly drifted over from the mountaintop.
"Yi Cheng, we're home."
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