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Chapter 1402 Senior Song, it’s been a thousand years. Are you still well?

With Sage Monarch Tyrannical Song’s title as the first Sage in a thousand years, this Immortal Feast would surely not happen without him. After all, he had been the one to cause the greatest commotion in the universe this year.

Song Shuhang nodded slightly. “Yes. Are you also going to participate in the Immortal Feast, Fellow Daoists?”

The lady in the long skirt replied, “We came all the way from the Beast Realm to participate in the Immortal Feast. I brought along these two juniors of mine to let them see the world and open their eyes.”

So that’s the case. No wonder the lady in the long skirt and these two girls mastered Mandarin. They should have done so in preparation for the Immortal Feast.

For cultivators, mastering a new language was not difficult. Of course, the exception were languages with special powers like the languages of the ancient era.

The lady in the long skirt smiled, and said, “At this Immortal Feast, there are many fellow daoists from all over the universe coming over to see you, Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song.”

The corners of Song Shuhang’s mouth twitched. “Are they looking for me to take revenge?”

“Hehehe.” The lady in the long skirt covered her mouth and chuckled. “I’m also very much looking forward to the Immortal Feast. If there is a chance, Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song, how about we compare notes with one another?”

Song Shuhang scratched his head, and then solemnly said, “I’m afraid that we won’t have an opportunity to exchange notes with each other.”

“?” The woman in the long skirt was confused.

Song Shuhang said, “I heard that the Immortal Feast will be organizing the competitions according to ‘realm’ and ‘age’.”

“Yes.” The woman in the long skirt smiled, and said, “At that time, we—”

Song Shuhang said, “Therefore, I should be participating in the under 20 bracket when the time comes.”

“Huh?” The woman in the long skirt was taken aback, and then she looked at Song Shuhang with a concerned look.

Song Shuhang sincerely said, “Don’t look at me like that. I’m actually only 18 years old this year.”

As soon as he said this, the atmosphere in the five-starred-red-flag-like group suddenly froze.

Ling asked, “Senior Tyrannical Song, you couldn’t be thinking of joining the under 20 bracket to bully us, right?”.

Yan added, “Senior Tyrannical Song is 18 years old? Impossible, it just can’t be!”

“…” Song Shuhang.

Soft Feather couldn’t resist laughing.

“We shall meet again at the Immortal Feast.” The lady in the long skirt waved at Song Shuhang, and then left the book rental store with the two girls.

Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song is 18 years old?

It simply can’t be possible!

After the three women left, only Song Shuhang and Soft Feather were left in the book rental store. The White Dragon was floating above them and had also grabbed a book, starting to flip through its pages. “Oh, it’s this manga.” At this time, Soft Feather suddenly flipped through a seemingly very interesting comic.

Song Shuhang glanced over, and saw that it was a shoujo romance manga. He rarely read texts of this genre. However, the style of this one was indeed interesting, having no pages filled to the brim with flowers and the sort.

The White Dragon softly asked, “Is there anything special about this comic?”

Using the secret sound transmission, Soft Feather said, “It’s very ordinary. However, the author of this manga… is the head instructor of the Immortal Sword Pavilion, Daoist Supreme. Very few people in the world of cultivation know of this. I only learned this secret because my father is a good friend of Daoist Supreme.” Song Shuhang asked, “Daoist Supreme? Are they a fairy maiden?”

He didn’t know much about the forces of the world of cultivation; most of the knowledge he had came from the contents of the chat in the Nine Provinces Number One Group.

Soft Feather smiled, and said, “No, they’re a male daoist priest.”

Song Shuhang immediately pictured a majestic daoist priest drawing a shoujo manga in a little black room in his mind.

He was unsure why, but he actually felt that this image was very ordinary.

Song Shuhang sighed, and said, “Big shots in the world of cultivation have always had all sorts of strange hobbies.”

“However, Daoist Supreme’s hobby isn’t actually to draw manga.” Soft Feather chuckled, and said, “The reason why he draws manga is to pursue Fairy Sunset Snow.”