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If Venerable White was coming back, his follow-up cultivation technique was also coming back with him! In addition, with Venerable White by his side, he was even more eager to see the muscular dragon appearing in front of him.

Speaking of which, would that muscular come alone or bring some helpers with it?

It was better if it could come for him a little early. After all, he still had to make preparations for the movie! It would be troublesome if the muscular dragon were to make its appearance right when they were shooting.

Eh?

Wait a minute! If the muscular dragon were to make its appearance while they were shooting the movie, the ones it would face would be the various seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group, as well as their friends and the other seniors that wanted to play a small role in the movie for fun.

The resulting scene was bound to be rather amusing, right?

After thinking up to this point, Song Shuhang couldn’t help but recall the scene of the seniors taking on that blood demon not too long ago.

The more Song Shuhang was thinking about this turn of events, the more excited he was getting.

“Very well. I’ll immediately come over with my flying sword,” Venerable White said this much, then added, “I’m a little hungry.”

Song Shuhang said, “In that case, I can ask someone to prepare a meal for Senior White. Senior White, is there anything in particular you want to eat?”

“I’ll leave the choice to you. I just felt a little hungry and thought of eating something,” Venerable White said. Then, he pondered for a moment and continued, “If it’s something delicious, even better.”

“Alright, I’ll find a way to prepare something delicious for Senior White,” Song Shuhang said.

“I’ll set out, then,” Venerable White said and hung up the call. Then, he stretched out his hand and touched his waist…

But Meteor Sword was nowhere to be found!

He sent Meteor Sword to help Song Shuhang earlier, and when he left home this time, he brought only one flying sword with him.

There was no alternative. He had to see if he could find a fresh tree branch and turn it into a disposable flying sword he could ride.

Venerable White looked all around.

Now, that was troublesome… they were in the middle of the sea, and there wasn’t any tree branch there.

True Monarch White Crane asked, “Senior White, are you looking for something?”

“I was looking for a tree branch. Unfortunately, we’re in the middle of the sea, and there isn’t anyone riding a tree branch on the surface of the sea this time,” Venerable White said regretfully.

“A tree branch? Senior White, why do you need a tree branch?” True Monarch White Crane felt great regret at this time. Why didn’t it place several tree branches in its space bag? With that, it could have made Venerable White happy and redeemed the good points it would obtain some time later.

“To manufacture a disposable flying sword,” Venerable White replied.

“Senior, I have an immortal boat here. We can ride it together!” True Monarch White Crane said happily. It finally had the opportunity to be useful.

Venerable White pondered for a moment and said, “But I still prefer a tree branch.”

Riding a flying sword was much more exciting than riding an immortal boat.

“But we are in the sea. It’s impossible to find a tree branch in this pla—” True Monarch White Crane was just halfway through its sentence when it saw a space crack appear before its eyes.

A foul and evil aura came from within the crack.

“The Netherworld Realm!” True Monarch White Crane’s said coldly.

It formed a seal with its hands and light spread from its body. The Netherworld Realm was the common enemy of cultivators. If one chanced upon similar space cracks, it was their duty to kill the demons inside and seal the passage.

Just as True Monarch White Crane was about to use its technique and destroy the passage… a fresh tree branch came out of this passage that connected Earth and Netherworld Realm.

The branch was similar to the branches of the willow tree found in our world. The only difference was that its leaves were black.

Venerable White nodded his head in approval. The quality of the wood of this branch was pretty good, fresh and full of life. Venerable White was very satisfied at this time…