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When the black-haired Skylark saw the complete, pure, and unconscious Heavenly Dao shell presented by Senior White, she stopped thinking for a moment, her mind went blank, and she couldn’t say anything.

How did the white-robed figure and Shuhang come up with something ‘almost impossible to exist in the world’?

Normally, once the Heavenly Dao leave their ‘Heavenly Dao seat,’ their ‘existence’ becomes restricted, and they can no longer enter the main world—until now, people still have no idea where those ‘retired’ Heavenly Dao have gone, or where they might be hiding, whether they continue to pay attention to the main world.

In other words, encountering a ‘complete Heavenly Dao shell’ in the main world is almost an impossibility.

Moreover, the Heavenly Dao are eternal and indestructible.

Even the Heavenly Dao who have retired from their ‘Heavenly Dao seat,’ as long as their immortal shells remain, their consciousness is protected by the power of ‘eternity.’

Even the Heavenly Dao currently in office cannot erase the consciousness inside the retired Heavenly Dao shell!

Unless, the retired Heavenly Dao volunteered?

But how could there be such a ditsy, retired Heavenly Dao who would voluntarily erase their own will?

But the fact lay before her eyes.

What Senior White showed her was such a pure, unconscious Heavenly Dao shell. It was indeed a perfect ‘Immortal Replacement.’

There would be no better Heavenly Dao substitute in the world—because it was the Heavenly Dao itself.

“It’s fantastic, simply the most miraculous masterpiece,” the black-haired Skylark remarked with emotion after coming back to her senses.

At the same time, in that instant, she felt the ‘burden’ on her shoulder suddenly lifted.

It was as if she had become incredibly relaxed.

“I and Senior White are ready to tackle the challenge of ‘using the Heavenly Dao shell’ in lieu of the Heavenly Dao. Therefore, we need the detailed contents of the ‘Heavenly Dao Replacement Plan’ that Senior Skylark has,” said Song Shuhang.

“No problem, I’ll send all the steps of the plan to you via the ‘Cultivator Chat System.’ If you have any questions during the process, you can consult me at any time,” nodded the black-haired Skylark.

She bundled all the detailed content of the plan and sent it to Shuhang and White.

Having done all this, Skylark’s black hair started to gradually return to blue from the tips up.

After today, even the last mission that could give her a sense of ‘burden’ in this myriad practitioners in the universe was perfectly resolved.

She could live even more freely according to her heart’s desires.

—That said, she might be letting the giant turtle of disaster down; in the future, their workload would probably increase significantly.

After receiving the original draft of the ‘Heavenly Dao Replacement Plan,’ Song Shuhang and Senior White began to deduce it together.

“The one who conceived this plan, the Second God of the Black Dragon World, must have done more than just ‘deduce the future,” Senior White murmured.

“Could it be like the once white-robed figure who reached near-transcendence and directly spied into the distant future, even being able to affect it?” Song Shuhang speculated.

“It’s indeed possible,” Senior White nodded, “Overall, this plan has a very high feasibility rate. However, because the rules of the Black Dragon World and our myriad practitioners in the universe have some small differences… We need to rededuce and modify some minor details in the plan.”

“I will send this plan to the ‘Sage’s Eye Research Group’ so that the seniors can also assist in tackling it,” said Song Shuhang.

This time it should be the last time to ask the seniors to tackle a problem.

Once this topic is overcome, Song Shuhang should be able to graduate from ‘Heavenly Dao seat.’

Once successful, there would be no more topics for Tyrannical Song to delve deeply into in the myriad realms.

After all, other previous Heavenly Dao in this discipline could only be considered as dropouts.

Even Senior White could only be seen as ‘failing and repeating’ the course.

“Senior White and Shuhang, I wish you success,” the black-haired Skylark, slowly returning to blue hair, blessed Song Shuhang and White.

“Thank you for your kind words, Senior Skylark… We will definitely succeed,” Song Shuhang said resolutely.

Black-haired Skylark: “Since you’re all so confident, I can rest easy now.”

“Fairy Skylark… at the very end, I’d like to ask. When the ‘Black Dragon World’ collapsed during the Ninth God’s departure, did anything unusual happen?” Senior White suddenly brought up this question.

Previously, one could only see the Ninth God’s departure and the sudden collapse of the world… There were no signs of where the collapse originated.

“As for the source of the world’s collapse, I really can’t be sure. But if I had to offer a clue, the last time I died in that era, I vaguely saw an entity lifting the Black Dragon, making it the final land of hope. However, I have a feeling that this entity is also related to the world’s collapse,” the black-haired Skylark couldn’t be sure if what she saw last was real, and this was merely her speculation.

“Who does Fairy Skylark think that entity could be?” Song Shuhang thoughtfully asked.

An entity that both supported the Black Dragon and was the root of the world’s collapse was a very contradictory existence.

The black-haired Skylark shook her head: “Sorry.”

She couldn’t even confirm if her last vision was real or an illusion, let alone speculate the identity of that entity.

“No, Senior Skylark, the information you’ve provided is already plentiful. We should be thanking you,” Song Shuhang assured. “We’ll take it from here.”

The black-haired Skylark waved at Song Shuhang and Senior White, her form gradually disappearing.

“Got any leads?” Senior White inquired.

“Mm, if that ‘entity’ is not just an illusion of Senior Skylark, then its identity is quite deducible,” Song Shuhang analyzed. “Senior Skylark is a masterpiece of the Second God. That is, she has experienced all ‘Gods’ from the Second to the Ninth. Yet, that ‘entity’ is someone that Senior Skylark doesn’t recognize.”

“So, it’s the First God,” Senior White nodded, his conjecture aligning with Song Shuhang’s.

Song Shuhang continued, “If we were to compare it to our ‘myriad practitioners in the universe’… it would be the First Heavenly Dao!”

Compared to the Black Dragon World, their First Heavenly Dao was clearly more troublesome.

Because there were no records, data, or traces of the First Heavenly Dao.

Everything had been erased, completely wiped clean.

It was even uncertain whether the ‘First Heavenly Dao’ had graduated from the seat of the Heavenly Dao.

“Knowing this possibility, we just need to be a little more cautious. As long as we don’t give the other party a chance to show up, we’ll ensure the ‘Ninth Heavenly Dao’ continues to exist,” Senior White summarized. “Besides, we have a two against one advantage.”

The proposal put forth by white-robed figure—’two Heavenly Dao proving their Dao at the same time’—could almost perfectly face many challenges.

“It’s not just two against one; it could be three against one, or even four against one,” Song Shuhang chuckled.

The ‘Imperial Dragon Robe’ cleansed by the white-robed figure.

The ‘Immortal Shell’ in the main world.

If used well, each of them could play a role in a conflict at the ‘Heavenly Axiom-level’.

…

In the Nine Provinces Number One Group.

“Thrice Reckless, is Skylark back?” Northern River’s Loose Cultivator asked.

They had just tagged Xuan Nu Sect’s Skylark, but there was no response.

“She’s back, just got back,” Thrice Reckless Mad Saber replied, as he wistfully looked at his Golden Core being upgraded to ‘nine dragon patterns’.

Nine dragon patterns were just too flashy.

Spirit Butterfly Island’s Soft Feather: “Sword Sage, are you there? Did you make it up?”

“I reply, can you all see it?”

Spirit Butterfly Island’s Soft Feather: “I think Sword Sage Senior must have ascended since he hasn’t responded.”

“The advertisement of ‘show my divinity in front of the masses’ has finally been removed… it looks like the gentleman is finally going to show his divinity. Shuhang, this time, has finally done humanly possible,” Northern River’s Loose Cultivator remarked with emotion.

“Scholar Daoist friend must be very moved, I’m gradually losing my impression of him, I hope this showing of divinity will let me remember him anew,” Young Master Phoenix Slayer nodded.

“How did you manage to each read a different wrong name, yet still carry on the conversation together?”

“Huh? The number of messages is off again; three messages have appeared out of thin air. Could it be that Daoist Sword Soldier hasn’t ascended yet?” Immortal Fortune Teller Copper Trigram had been paying close attention to this detail.

Spirit Butterfly Island’s Soft Feather: “@Tyrannical Song, Senior Song, Senior Song, don’t forget about Senior Soldier! (ง•̀_•́)ง”

“Don’t panic, I’m here!” Song Shuhang replied, “I was just deducing something with Senior White; we’ll pull up the scholar immediately.”

The moment Song Shuhang gave a firm reply, the scholar’s eyes moistened.

A short while later.

Cultivators from myriad practitioners in the universe, once again witnessed the scene of “showing their divinity in front of the masses.”

This time, the one ascending the stage was a very handsome and charismatic mister.

This mister possessed an elegant aura, like that of a noble orchid in a secluded valley.

He’s the type that leaves a lasting impression on people.

“Does anyone else feel this mister looks familiar, as if we get the chance to see him every month?”

“Is he a Confucian mister? Such a refined temperament, he must be a good choice for a dao companion, right?”

“For cultivators, outer beauty isn’t the true measure of beauty. What truly matters is the aura, and this mister has the elegance of a hermit in the deep mountains, truly worthy of being a friend of Tyrannical Song.”

Then, they blinked.

During the blink, it seemed as though they forgot something.

And they started repeating the lines above.

But deep inside, that strange feeling of familiarity grew even stronger.

In the void.

The scholar took a deep breath.

At this moment, the gaze of everyone in thriving in the myriad realms was focused on him.

[Look at me, everyone is looking at me!]

How wonderful!

There are some things that you don’t cherish when you have them. But when you lose them, you realize their value.

Like sunlight…

Like presence…

The scholar, in his youth, didn’t care much about ‘presence.’ Compared to the Cultivation Realm, what was presence worth?

Trading presence for powerful cultivation seemed like a worthwhile exchange to him.

But only after he truly began to lose presence bit by bit, did he experience the wonder of ‘everyone looking at me.’

Just being watched made him feel content.

Sometimes, the happiness of cultivators is that simple～

“Thank you, Shuhang.” The scholar sincerely said.

Having a friend who’s a Heavenly Dao is really great.

It would be great if I could ‘show my divinity’ every few days like this.

“You don’t need to be polite, Senior Drunken Moon; you’ve taken care of me before too,” Song Shuhang said with a slight smile—the scholar was a big spender who once frightened him, a newbie, with a huge phone bill that shook him to the core with its string of zeros.

The scholar stiffened slightly upon hearing Tyrannical Song’s thanks.

This stiffening of the muscles felt very much like ‘network lag, character stuck in a game,’ very apparent.

“Drunken Star.” The scholar turned his head and said bitterly to Song Shuhang, “I am Drunken Star, Shuhang.”

Could it be that even the Heavenly Dao can’t remember his dao name?

Does my stupid cultivation technique even affect the Heavenly Dao?

What about my future?

What do I do when I cultivate to the Eighth Stage Profound Sage or even Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcender Realm?

“Senior Drunken Moon, wake up,” Song Shuhang reminded him, “Others may have forgotten your dao name, but how can you forget your own dao name?”

The scholar: “???”

“In fact, not long ago, you corrected someone else, saying your name is Drunken Sun, you said it yourself, I saw it in the group,” Senior White’s voice slowly rose.

The scholar: “???”

“Sun, Moon, Star? Is it a cycle?” Song Shuhang wondered.

Senior White said, “I think the scholar has simply forgotten what his dao name is… I even suspect that Drunken Moon might not be the scholar’s original dao name at all.”

The scholar looked up to the sky.

“Why don’t we ‘account reset and retrain’? With me and Senior White here, perfect cleansing of your cultivation to the initial state shouldn’t be a problem. Then, Senior, you can choose a new technique to cultivate. With everyone’s help and a foundation of the nine-dragon-patterned golden core, your Cultivation Realm will definitely skyrocket,” Song Shuhang suggested.

“Account reset and retrain, is it possible?” The scholar looked up, his eyes full of hope.

“Yes,” Senior White replied affirmatively.

For the Heavenly Dao, a mere nine-dragon-patterned doodle was not a problem; what’s more an account reset and retraining?

The scholar’s heartbeat began to speed up.

Account reset and retraining.

Moreover, the support of the Heavenly Dao was behind him.

A safety net in the form of the Golden Core with nine dragon patterns.

Plus, he retained all his ‘insights’ for breakthroughs, so there would practically be no bottlenecks in cultivation. With this, he could cultivate extremely rapidly; reaching the Seventh Stage Venerable Realm might only take a few decades…

The scholar couldn’t help but be moved.

He opened his mouth and was about to say “yes.”

But for some reason, the word just wouldn’t come out of his throat.

Because, at the last moment, he hesitated again.

After another long silence.

“Never mind.” The scholar sighed deeply, “This is my path, my own choice.”

As he made up his mind.

The next moment, his realm broke through the bottleneck of the Seventh Stage Venerable Realm and advanced to the Eighth Stage Profound Saint.

The heavenly tribulation descended.

With the permissions of Song Shuhang and White, the tribulation pulled the scholar into the space.

Senior White and Song Shuhang silently watched the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

——Just now, Song Shuhang had an illusion. If he hadn’t brought the scholar to the position to show divinity, the heavenly tribulation might have ignored the scholar!

At the Eighth Stage, the scholar’s technique had an even greater effect.

As he was contemplating, suddenly, Song Shuhang was startled: “Drunken… what, Scholar?”

After the scholar advanced to the Eighth Stage… this time, even the Heavenly Dao was affected!

“No, there’s something very wrong with the series of techniques practiced by the scholar,” Song Shuhang said seriously.