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Song Shuhang said, “Oh, there’s actually a little fellow daoist who is about to reach the Third Stage and is currently with me. He has the seed of an inner demon inside him, but his inner demon is lurking deep within him. He probably hasn’t discovered it yet.”

Pavilion Master Chu asked, “Is he about to transcend his tribulation?”

Song Shuhang nodded, and said, “He plans on transcending the tribulation on the 22nd. I was wondering if there was any way to help him get rid of his inner demon.”

Pavilion Master Chu said, “Let me take a look. Give me a hand.”

“Sure, Pavilion Master Chu. If we can, let’s help this little friend. These three little fellow daoists are very polite,” Song Shuhang added.

Everybody liked polite kids.

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Song Shuhang’s consciousness returned to his body.

The space above his head fluctuated, and long black hair drilled out of the Inner World and “grew” directly out of Song Shuhang’s head.

This hair was so long that if it were allowed to fall, it could probably fill an entire room.

However, the long black hair did not fall, and after it was extended, it began to flutter about.

From the perspective of the three little fellow daoists, Senior Tyrannical Song’s hair grew wildly until reaching a length of around seven or eight meters. The long hair then fluttered upward, ignoring gravity.

The state that Profound Sage Tyrannical Song was in was akin to a demon king descending upon the world.

The three little fellow daoists trembled silently. They weren’t frightened by Profound Sage Tyrannical Song’s appearance, but rather the terrifying pressure that emanated from the long hair. The pressure made them breathless, and they could not help but want to immediately curl up on the ground.

This was the pressure brought about by a huge gap in power—and this was with Pavilion Master Chu restraining the aura she was releasing as much as she could. If Pavilion Master Chu directly released her Immortal Light Wheel, these little guys’ eyes would not be able to handle the sight of the laws, and would directly go blind.

Pavilion Master Chu’s sweet voice sounded. “Are these the three little fellows?”

Song Shuhang said with a smile, “Yes, they are. They’re very polite kids.”

Pavilion Master Chu’s long hair sensed the state of the three little fellow daoists, and then she said to Song Shuhang, [Very polite kids? Well, you’re a rude and rough kid who has no courtesy.]

“…” Song Shuhang.

The black Scarlet Heaven Sword laughed. “Hahahaha.”

Pavilion Master Chu’s voice transmission was not blocked from its ears.

[Who is the little fellow daoist who has an inner demon?] Pavilion Master Chu asked again through voice transmission.

“This is little fellow daoist Ding Gan.” Song Shuhang then pointed at Ding Gan.

Ding Gan lowered his head and slowly approached Song Shuhang.

Pavilion Master Chu stretched out one strand of her long hair and gently touched Ding Gan.

“Ah~” A scream sounded from Ding Gan’s body.

“???” Ding Gan.

I didn’t scream, who screamed?

Pavilion Master Chu went straight to the point. “Little fellow daoist, you have an inner demon.”

“An inner demon?” Ding Gan looked confused.

Pavilion Master Chu said, “Shuhang, bring me some water.”

Song Shuhang’s psychic energy moved, and he opened the faucet in the small courtyard. Afterward, a stream of clear water was brought over using psychic energy, falling in front of Pavilion Master Chu’s long hair.

Pavilion Master Chu’s long hair lightly touched the clear water, and the clear water turned into a mirror that reflected Ding Gan.

In the mirror, a bunch of squid-like tentacles appeared.

Pavilion Master Chu said, “Look, this is your inner demon.”

Song Shuhang asked curiously, “What type of inner demon is it?”

Pavilion Master Chu said slowly, “This is love.”

Senior Chu, I haven’t cultivated for that long, but don’t lie to me. How can love be this mess of warping tentacles?