Am I just hallucinating? Sister White Dragon silently thought to herself.

Compared with the scholarly faction’s world of the golden lotus, Song Shuhang’s Inner World was not very picky with its food.

It was fine eating anything or integrating anything into itself.

Sister White Dragon saw all kinds of strange things in the Inner World. For example, inside the Inner World, there was a forest, which seemed to be a secret realm filled with murderous intent that had been cultivated by a powerful cultivator. But in the end, it had been moved into Song Shuhang’s Inner World and become a part of the Inner World.

There were also many different Heavenly City Fragments, which were sorted out by Inner World Assistant little by little and arranged harmoniously together, inside the Inner World.

It felt like as long as you could stuff it into the Inner World, it would be accepted by it.

Song Shuhang asked curiously, “By the way, Senior White, how big is your ❮Universe-Hiding Sleeve❯?”

“It seems to be related to one’s strength and realm. The stronger you are, the more things that the ❮Universe-Hiding Sleeve❯ can hold. If you have some understanding of spatial energy, it would be even easier for you to use,” Senior White’s clone said, and then added, “In my case, I’ve only just learned the magical technique… so not taking into account other factors, if I were to push myself, I should be able to handle a small hill?”

“Then, when Senior White becomes familiar with this technique, would you be able to contain a mountain?” Song Shuhang’s eyes lit up.

This ❮Universe-Hiding Sleeve❯ was both beautiful and ruthless. Song Shuhang could already imagine containing a mountain inside one’s sleeve, and then suddenly throwing it at anyone who caused him dissatisfaction

Senior Turtle easily read what Song Shuhang’s was thinking through the expressions on his face, and it laughed, and said, “It would be better to just refine something like a ‘Wild Mountain Seal’ magical treasure rather than use the ❮Universe-Hiding Sleeve❯ to keep a mountain to smash people with. As soon as you bring a magical treasure like that out, you can immediately make them feel as if a mountain was pressing down on them.”

Song Shuhang said, “Mountains are magnificent. If you don’t like the quality of the mountain, you can choose to keep a meteorite instead, and use that to press down on others.”

“Is it cool to hit someone with a meteorite?” Senior Turtle blinked. It suddenly realized that there really was a generation gap between itself and Song Shuhang.

It would much rather bring out its turtle shell and refine its shell into a seal, and then throw that.

“Shuhang, open the gate!” Senior White’s clone said. “My sleeve won’t be able to hold on much longer. I’ve only just learned the ❮Universe-Hiding Sleeve❯, and I’m not comfortable using it yet. I still have to simplify it into a style I’m more accustomed to using.”

Song Shuhang quickly opened an exit.

Senior White then immediately jumped out of Inner World.

The other fellow daoists and Song Shuhang followed after him.

Behind him, the Inner World Assistant kept smiling as it waved goodbye.

❄️❄️❄️

Boom!

Senior White flung his sleeve and released that Heavenly City Fragment.

“If only there was a magical technique to make a sleeve stronger.” Senior White’s clone raised his right hand and shook his sleeve lightly.

Song Shuhang blurted out, “Steel Sleeve Technique?”

“That sounds really weak,” Senior White said. “It would be much more logical for the ❮Universe-Hiding Sleeve❯ itself to have the effect of strengthening the sleeve. I’ll think about it when I have some time.”

Song Shuhang suggested, “Why don’t you just attach some formations to your sleeve to strengthen it?”

“Hm, I’ll do some research on it when I have the time.” Then, Senior White said to True Monarch Eternal Fire, “Fellow Daoist Eternal Fire, let’s go to the world of the golden lotus next. I want to see if there are any differences between the Heavenly City Fragments that the world of the golden lotus accepted and those that it rejected.”

“Okay, Fellow Daoists, please follow me.” True Monarch Eternal Fire nodded, and opened an entrance to the world of the golden lotus.

Senior White’s clone and the group of fellow daoists all entered the world of the golden lotus.

Song Shuhang and Sixteen went last.

Just as he and Sixteen were about to go in, a broad palm suddenly patted his shoulder. “Yo, Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song, we meet again.”

Whoosh!

Song Shuhang’s protective light of virtue, saber intent armor, the armor of the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Combined Magical Treasure, turtle shell… Over 10 kinds of defenses rose up around him in an instant.

When the owner of the large palm approached, Song Shuhang had not sensed them in the slightest—and the same went for the virtuous lamia and Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword.

If the owner of the palm had not patted him on the back, and had stabbed him with a saber instead, then he would have absolutely not been prepared for it.

A direct stab to the back was the most deadly.

The owner of the palm chuckled, and said, “Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song… Your defenses are quite special.”

Song Shuhang turned his head and saw the uncle with a common face standing behind him with a smile on his face.

While the other party could be said to have a common face, this middle-aged man was actually quite attractive: the more you looked at him, the better he would look… Though it would be a lot better if he wore his shoes correctly.

Song Shuhang frowned slightly—this middle-aged uncle looked familiar, and he felt as if he had seen him somewhere, and recently as well. However, his memory seemed to have been affected, and he just could not remember who they were.

This was very strange.

With his current memory as a Sixth Stage cultivator, under normal conditions, he should be able to clearly remember almost everything that he had seen.

The middle-aged man pointed at his face cheerfully, and said, “I was the driver.”

“…” Sister White Dragon.

This guy really went into the scholarly faction.

Song Shuhang asked cautiously, “So it’s Fellow Daoist. Why did you enter the White Cloud Academy?”

“Because I was originally a disciple of the scholarly faction.” The driver uncle smiled. “Actually, I had originally already been intending to head to White Cloud Academy, that was also why I took up your request for a driver.”

Sister White Dragon asked, “May I know Fellow Daoist’s daoist name?”

The driver uncle replied, “Hm, you can call me whatever you want. Anyway, after I tell you, you’d forget about it in mere moments.”

Song Shuhang thought for a moment. “Is it due to the Heaven’s Will’s small black room? Or is it the inheritance of a mysterious senior swordsman?”

“What inheritance of a mysterious swordsman?” The driver uncle looked confused.

“He is a reliable senior.” Song Shuhang patted his chest, and said, “He’s very kind, handsome, and powerful. He is a senior I respect very much.”

“…” Su Clan’s Sixteen.

The driver uncle said, “The state that I am in is similar to when one is inside the Heaven’s Will’s small black room. I’m temporarily able to move around and appear here by relying on a secret technique. I didn’t expect for Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song to know about the Heaven’s Will’s small black room. You’re indeed very knowledgeable.”

Song Shuhang said, “That’s because I was locked inside it in the past.”

The driver uncle looked at Song Shuhang in shock. “You managed to get out?”

Song Shuhang replied, “Well, I was locked inside for a short period of time, and then I was eventually released.”

The driver uncle sighed. “Profound Sage Tyrannical Song’s life experience is incredibly rich.”

Sister White Dragon stared at the driver uncle thoughtfully.

“Is there something Fellow Daoist needs from me?” Song Shuhang asked—at the same time, he thought of the statue of the Tribulation Transcender that led the 13 Tribulation Transcenders of the scholarly faction and had its face rubbed off.

After all, this was too coincidental. It felt like the two were undoubtedly connected.

“Hm, I just suddenly had a thought. I came looking for Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song to verify it.” The driver uncle went to the Heavenly City Fragment and gently rubbed it. “Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song, can you take this Heavenly City Fragment into your Inner World, and then bring it out and move it into the world of the golden lotus?”

“Is there a difference?” Song Shuhang said curiously. “The world of the golden lotus repelled the Heavenly City Fragment. Even if it were forced into it, it would still be spat out, right?”

Unless the cause of the ‘nausea’ that the world of the golden lotus felt was discovered, it would be hard for them to find a solution for it.

“Well, it’s just a small test.” The driver uncle smiled, and said, “Of course, I won’t ask for Fellow Daoist to do it for free. I have a volume of this ❮Buddha’s Giant Palm of Punishment❯ which is a lost secret technique passed down in the Jingang Temple. How about it?”

Although this ‘giant palm’ was only a secret technique of the Third Stage, it was a secret technique that the outside world had lost, and was incredibly precious.

It was impossible to find this technique anywhere in the world.

If one wanted to learn the true supreme skills of the Jingang Temple, this giant palm was an important stepping stone to do so.

“A lost technique of the Jingang Temple?” Song Shuhang immediately thought of his own ❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯ and Second Stage ❮Demon Subduing Buddhist Fist Technique❯.

But why was this lost secret technique of the Jingang Temple in the hands of someone from the scholarly faction?

“It’s because I happened to meet a great expert from the Jingang Temple recently. His style was something I myself yearned for. It seemed as if the muscles of the whole world had grown into him, and they were especially powerful. He and I exchanged some notes with one another, and I learned quite a bit from him. Eventually, I received this volume of the ❮Buddha’s Giant Palm of Punishment❯ from him.” The driver uncle possessed the face-reading technique, and was easily able to read Song Shuhang’s thoughts from his expressions.

“When this ❮Buddha’s Giant Palm of Punishment❯ is displayed, it can trigger a divine punishment-like thunder and lightning type of power. And at the same time, it can condense a giant buddhist palm. It is especially well-suited to Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song who is inclined to the lightning and fire attributes.” The driver uncle glanced at Song Shuhang.

He could see that Song Shuhang practiced three top-tier body-tempering techniques—among them was the ❮Scholarly Indestructible Body of the Buddha❯ from his scholarly faction, and another should be the ❮Holy Ape Dragon Power Technique❯. As for the last one, he could not pinpoint what it was.

Moreover, he had long known that Song Shuhang practiced the ❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯ and the ❮Demon Subduing Buddhist Fist Technique❯, and that these two fist techniques from the Jingang Temple were the foundation of his cultivation.

“So, will Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song cooperate with me and carry out this small experiment?” The driver uncle smiled slightly.

Song Shuhang turned his head, and asked, “Sister White Dragon, what do you think?”

“Well, the cultivation technique is being delivered right to your door, and you don’t have to use much effort to get it, so why not?” Sister White Dragon replied while glancing at the driver uncle.

Could this guy be looking for a successor in the place of his friend from the Jingang Temple? But Song Shuhang’s cultivation is very complicated. If he plans on teaching him in order to have him become the successor of Jingang Temple, I’m afraid he would end up disappointed.

“Alright then, Senior, I’ll cooperate with you.” Song Shuhang stretched out his hand.

The driver uncle stretched out his left hand and shook Song Shuhang’s right hand. “To a happy cooperation.”

“…” Song Shuhang.

After letting go, Song Shuhang said, “I’m going to call Senior White out.”

If he wanted to put this Heavenly City Fragment into the Inner World, he would need the help of Senior White’s ❮Universe Hiding Sleeve❯.

“There’s no need to bother others. I’ll help you,” the driver uncle said. “It just so happens that I have a magical technique that I wanted to try out.”

After that, he stretched out and aimed it at the Heavenly City Fragment. “Buddhist Land in Palm!”

Another unique skill from the Buddhist system?