Song Shuhang wiped the gemstone fruit with his hand and took a bite. As he bit into the skin of the fruit, a satisfying crunch sounded, and he easily sunk his teeth into the plump and juicy flesh of the fruit. When the fruit entered his mouth, he discovered that it tasted sweet and particularly refreshing. Its taste was wonderful.

What made him like the gemstone fruit even more was its fruit pip.

Under normal circumstances, an uncultivated gemstone fruit would be quite small, only about the size of a fingernail, and it would look like a miniature spirit stone. There were about ten fruit pips in each gemstone fruit, and if one wanted to turn them into the spirit-stone like seeds, a series of care and cultivation was required.

Song Shuhang looked at the pips, and felt that they were really cute—but that was mainly because they looked like spirit stones.

After picking out the pips with psychic energy and putting them aside, Song Shuhang nodded in satisfaction.

Senior White would definitely love the fruit’s taste and texture.

Right, I wonder if Senior White Two would also find this to his liking? Song Shuhang thought of Senior White Two again… Afterward, he fell into a predicament once again because he really could not think of what he might have overlooked.

When the time comes, I’ll send a batch to Senior White Two as well.

With a thought, Song Shuhang waved his hand gently, and plucked away 10 gemstone fruits using his psychic energy.

“I’m going out, so I’ll be leaving the Inner World in your care,” Song Shuhang said to the Inner World Assistant and the bee-like clusters of light.

The Inner World Assistant said, “Mr. Tyrannical Song, please wait.”

After saying that, the little clusters of light flew over while carrying a small jade bottle containing a sweet-looking liquid.

“Is this honey?” Song Shuhang asked. When Fairy Blue Phoenix introduced the clusters of light to him, she said that they could spread pollen and collect honey.

After seeing that Song Shuhang had guessed right, the eight bee-like clusters of light fluttered happily around him.

“Haha! You have worked hard, little guys.” Song Shuhang stretched out his right hand habitually, using used the ❮Saber-Nurturing Technique❯ on each bee-like cluster of light.

The eight small clusters of light trembled as Song Shuhang’s hand touched them, and they seemed to glow slightly brighter afterward.

After a while, they flew crookedly toward a gemstone fruit tree and rested.

“Not good, I used it by habit.” Song Shuhang looked at the little guys with some worry. Are the eight little guys all right? It looks like they’re having difficulty even just flying.

The Inner World Assistant said, “Mr. Tyrannical Song, don’t worry. They were simply too tired before this. But now, they can finally have a good rest.”

In other words, the ❮Saber-Nurturing Technique❯ is also effective on these small bees? Why do I feel like there isn’t anything under the heavens that the ❮Saber-Nurturing Technique❯ can’t foster? The senior who developed the technique is plain monstrous.

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Song Shuhang used his psychic energy to carry 10 gemstone fruits, and stepped out of Inner World with the bottle of honey in his hand.

After spreading out his divine sense a bit, he found that Senior White’s clone was in the backyard. However, he had no idea what he was doing there.

Song Shuhang jumped off the roof and landed lightly next to Senior White’s clone. “Senior White, I’m back.”

“I sensed your aura a long time ago. Step back and don’t step on these components.” At this time, Senior White’s clone was wearing a white apron, and was squatting on the ground while assembling a metal lump.

“What are you doing, Senior White?” Song Shuhang asked curiously. At the same time, he sent over a gemstone fruit that he had been carrying with his psychic energy to Senior White. “I brought you some fruit. This is a gemstone fruit from the Beast Realm. It tastes amazing.”

Senior White’s clone turned his head, stretched out his greasy hands, and waved. “Don’t, my hands are dirty.”

But after turning his head, Senior White’s clone’s eyes lit up, and he said, “Psychic energy really is useful. Send it over to my mouth.”

Song Shuhang followed his instructions, and sent the gemstone fruit toward the clone’s mouth using psychic energy.

Senior White took a bite of the fruit and nodded with satisfaction. “Hm, it does taste great.”

Song Shuhang again asked, “Senior White, what are you assembling?”

“I had nothing to do, so I dismantled the armor of the mechanical soldiers from last time, and then I tried to assemble this big guy. You came at just the right time. I’m almost done with it. Let’s take a look at its effect.” After taking another bite of the gemstone fruit, Senior White’s clone took a step back, and stretched out his hand to hit the metal lump.

Clank, clank, clank~

The originally messy metal lump suddenly shifted about, and formed a huge metal right arm.

Senior White inserted his hand into the metal right arm and clenched his fist.

The huge metal right arm did the same.

Senior White began to flick his fingers, and the metal right arm followed responsively.

Song Shuhang asked curiously, “Senior White, are you planning on building a machine like those in Transformers?”

Senior White’s clone said, “No, this is just a prototype of a magical treasure, and it is still a purely mechanical version. After I’m finished, its size should be a lot smaller, and it should be able to become an auxiliary right fist that can enhance one’s might. As long as one has enough spirit stones, even a First Stage cultivator should be able to use it. Hm, and I think that it would be even more convenient if it could use other forms of energy like electricity in the future.”

An advantage of a mechanical magical treasure like the one that Senior White’s clone had just assembled was that it did not require complicated formations to activate it. As long as there were enough spirit stones, even a First Stage cultivator could use it. Another example of this was the Three Stars Fire Controlling Fan that Song Shuhang had—as long as it was charged, everyone could use it.

Song Shuhang asked curiously, “Is it useful for higher-level cultivators?”

“It’s only a prototype at the moment, practically no different from a big toy. If you really want to see a lethal one, then you’ll have to wait for my next rendition of it.” Senior White’s clone waved the huge metal right arm, and continued, “It currently only has one form of attack. There is a powerful hypnotic smoke bomb placed inside. This smoke bomb was especially researched, and ordinary magical techniques can’t block it. In addition, its hypnotic effect is very good. Even if it’s a Seventh Stage Venerable that inhales it, they should get distracted for a short moment. Oh, and it doesn’t have a name yet… Hm, there’s a seed… Spoo~”

Senior White’s clone spat out a small, spirit stone-like pip out from his mouth and into a trash can in the distance.

“Senior White, that pip can actually still be used,” said Song Shuhang. According to Fairy Blue Phoenix, the pip could also be made into nuts.

“Try blocking this.” Senior White waved a huge metal fist, and added, “As long as I press it like this, this fist should also be able to fly out like a cannonball… Oh, I pressed the wrong button.”

Then, Song Shuhang saw a bullet the size of a small fist shoot out from the metal fist on Senior White’s clone’s hand. Afterward, a puff of smoke burst out from the bullet and filled the backyard.

Afterward, Song Shuhang felt his vision fade to black, and he fell to the ground.

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That night, Song Shuhang had a dream.

He dreamed that he had broken through.

“A Golden Core without regrets, eight dragon patterns!” He was delighted and clenched his fists. “I, Young Master Hai, will never resign settle for being weak.”

Oh… Have I entered a dreamland?