“I’m the one who drove you guys here.” The uncle wiped his face, and the aura emanating from him changed into that of a refined gentleman.

“It’s you!” Song Shuhang once again linked the man in front of him to the blurred figure in his memory.

“You don’t have to worry. You’ve already helped the scholarly faction a great deal; we owe you for all the help that you have provided us.” The uncle stretched out his hand and gave Song Shuhang a volume of the ❮Writing of the Sage❯.

This was a scripture written by the Scholarly Sage when he was still alive.

Song Shuhang still felt worried. “The Heavenly Emperor has companions. I’m afraid that none of them are going to be weak. Are you sure you’re going to be alright, uncle?”

The driver uncle smiled and said, “Don’t worry, I also have a companion.”

Then, another figure emerged from the crowd.

It was a buddhist monk whose entire body seemed to have been cast from gold, and his muscles were exceptionally well-built. When he looked at him, Song Shuhang had the illusion as if all the muscles in the world were “growing” on this monk’s body

This buddhist monk put his palms together, revealing a faint smile. This smile was especially warm.

Song Shuhang’s eyes made contact with him.

Afterward, he sensed a sense of intimacy with this buddhist monk. It was the kind where the cultivation techniques they practiced resonated with one another.

Song Shuhang subconsciously asked, “Are you from the Jingang Temple?”

The buddhist monk’s smile grew brighter and he nodded gently.

On the top of Song Shuhang’s head, a seven-meter-long strand of hair suddenly appeared. It was another one of Pavilion Master Chu’s strands of hair.

The strand of hair quickly moved towards the buddhist monk, and the tip of the hair was like a spike as it directly shot toward the monk’s eyes.

The buddhist monk remained motionless, his hands still clasped together.

Pavilion Master Chu’s hair paused right in front of the monk.

After a while, the long hair slowly retracted.

Pavilion Master Chu said, “It’s not him.”

Previously, when the Crystal-Clear Water Pavilion collapsed, Slow-Witted Song had appeared before her in a form very similar to the form of this great master from the Jingang Temple.

But the buddhist monk in front of them was not Slow-Witted Song.

This buddhist monk was a genuine great master from the Jingang Temple. In addition, the path to immortality that he walked was the buddhist path of the Jingang Temple.

Nevertheless, one thing was certain. This great master of the Jingang Temple and the driver uncle should have something to do with Slow-Witted Song.

However, this information could not be shared with White Dragon. So, Pavilion Master Chu did not reveal anything.

Pavilion Master Chu asked directly, “What is your goal?”

The Jingang Temple great master smiled slightly and replied, “We want to prevent the Heavenly Emperor from reclaiming the Heavenly City Fragments and delay her rebuilding of the Heavenly City. What follows after… Is the ultimate goal of our alliance, and that cannot be shared to the public for the time being.”

When Song Shuhang heard this, a series of clues appeared in his mind. He thought of [Wielder of the Will Liquid Metal Ball], the Heavenly Emperor, the fragment of the first ghost spirit ever, Cheng Lin, and so on.

[Wielder of the Will Liquid Metal Ball] had a plan—it wanted to use the path of the Heavenly Emperor to complete its body.

However, this plan had failed in the past.

But now, with the return of the Heavenly Emperor, the plan became feasible again.

With the driver uncle and the buddhist monk having formed an alliance that aimed to prevent the Heavenly Emperor from rebuilding the Heavenly City, their ultimate goal was already evident.

Everything suddenly became clear.

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“Anyway, thank you, Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song.” The driver uncle flung his robe handsomely and strode to the Heavenly Emperor in the distance. “If we ever happen to meet in the future, I will definitely teach you a set of combat techniques that will satisfy you.”

Song Shuhang reminded, “I want those from the scholarly faction!”

The Jingang Temple great master paused slightly. Then, he turned around and smiled. “If you want to learn combat techniques of the scholarly faction, Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song can come and learn them from me.”

Song Shuhang: “???”

I learned a lost technique of the Jingang Temple from an expert from the scholarly faction who drove us over. And now, I’m being told to go to a great master from the Jingang Temple if I want to learn techniques of the scholarly faction? Did you two change souls or something? Or perhaps you accidentally swapped scripts?

The Jingang Temple’s great master laughed out loud before heading toward the Heavenly Emperor in the distance with the driver uncle.

The driver uncle said, “Let’s move the location of the battle to outside the scholarly faction.”

The great master nodded slightly and said, “No problem, leave it to me. That is what I’m good at.”

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The two seniors who appeared to be very powerful had left just like that.

Sister White Dragon said slowly, “If it’s only the two of them, I doubt that they have what it takes to deal with the Heavenly Emperor.”

Song Shuhang asked, “Is the Heavenly Emperor that strong? She hasn’t fully recovered to her peak state. Actually, she hasn’t even restored her path.”

Sister White Dragon said, “Back during the era of the Ancient Heavenly City, in addition to the Great Emperors of the Four Cardinal Directions, there were several other hidden Immortal-level existences.”

Song Shuhang said, “Are you referring to those like you, Cheng Lin, and that Immortal monster hunter whose arms are filled with eyes? Did Fairy White Bone also reach this level towards the end?”

When Shuhang mentioned the monster hunter whose arms were filled with eyes, Pavilion Master Chu’s hair, which was on his head, shook slightly.

Sister White Dragon asked, “Have you done a lot of research on the Heavenly City?”

Song Shuhang replied, “A bit. However, among the Great Emperors of the Four Cardinal Directions, the Great Northern Emperor has already left the Heavenly City, and the Great Southern Emperor had a fight with Daoist Priest Scarlet Heaven not long ago. Now that I mention that, I wonder how they’re currently doing. Anyway, you and Cheng Lin have also left the Heavenly City. Meanwhile, that Immortal whose arms are filled with eyes was caught by ‘Beep-Beep-Beep~ and ended up being locked up. He would likely not be able to do anything for quite some time. Does the Heavenly Emperor have any other Immortal-level companions?”

Sister White Dragon said, “It is extremely difficult to kill off someone who has already stepped into the Immortal Realm. Therefore, the Heavenly Emperor is likely to have 3 or 4 Immortal-level companions with full combat strength… This is still only the information I can gather using my memories. In the worst possible case, there is a chance that some of those who survived the collapse of the Heavenly City managed to take that final step and reach the Immortal Realm during the long time that has passed then.”

“That’s really scary.” Song Shuhang scratched his head.

He stared into the distance in dismay.

Even though the Heavenly Emperor seemed to be very talkative recently, she had always been at the top of Song Shuhang’s list of people he least wanted to meet.

Even if there came a day when the Heavenly Emperor jokingly stabbed him in the back, he would not be surprised at all.

The current “truce” between them was the result of the Heavenly Emperor borrowing Soft Feather’s face, and Song Shuhang knew this very well.

After all, if the Heavenly Emperor had used the face of a grown man to approach him, it would have been useless.

Song Shuhang said, “I’ve been considering some things. Should I go fight as well?”

“How are you planning to fight?” asked the black Scarlet Heaven Sword. “Otherwise, how about I find a way to contact my main body and ask Scarlet Heaven to give me some energy? That way, you’ll be able to let out a slash or two.”

“Let’s see if Senior White has any treasures that can contain inner demons first,” said Song Shuhang. “If he does, then it’s time for my demonic cooking skills to shine.”

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The Heavenly Emperor placed her hands behind her back, smiling like an ordinary girl as she walked through the scholarly faction.

“Haha, go ahead.” She smiled happily and said, “Come and fight me. I can’t wait to see what other interesting tricks you have.”