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Chapter 2755: A Real Man Keeps His Word

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation      Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

This substance gave people the feeling of a Seventh Stage Venerable’s illusory reality.

However, it was of a higher level than the “illusory reality.”

Specifically, it was very similar to what Song Shuhang had seen in the dream of the destruction of the Immortal World. When that immortal built his tomb, he used a technique that was between illusion and reality.

“Eh? Why are there so many of them this time?” Great Eastern Monarch was puzzled.

Last time, when the eleventh level had opened, the amount of “mysterious substance” that had come out had been extremely small. Great Eastern Monarch had used the word “permeate” to describe the amount of “mysterious substance.”

If he hadn’t been in a coma for ten months and collected all the mysterious substances that had seeped out, it might not have been enough for him to use even once.

This time, the amount of “mysterious substance” pouring out of the eleventh layer’s passageway in front of Senior Tyrannical Song could only be described as “flowing.”

It was like a tap that had been turned on to the maximum, gushing out endlessly.

F*ck, if there had been so much mysterious substance flowing out from the 11th floor I opened last time, why would I have needed to go to the 11th floor again after collecting all of it?

With so much “mysterious material,” it was already enough for me to turn all my magic tools into weak spiritual senses!

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The mysterious substance flowed for more than 30 seconds before it stopped. Song Shuhang stretched out his hand and used his telekinesis to lift up the large amount of “mysterious material,” then compressed them into cubes.

“It’s about the size of a cube.” Song Shuhang gestured and divided them evenly into three parts.

“Senior Yellow Mountain, Great Eastern Monarch, this is your share.” With his telekinesis, he passed two portions of the mysterious substance to Mother Yellow Mountain and Dao Monarch Li.

One-third of it was enough for Song Shuhang to upgrade all 66 combined magical treasures. As for the remaining half, he could leave a portion for his disciples, his daughter, Sixteen, and Senior White.

On the other side, Great Eastern Monarch looked at the huge “mysterious substance” in his hand and hurriedly shouted, “Senior Tyrannical Song, there’s too much! I don’t need that much, and… This time, we agreed to give Senior Tyrannical Song an extra share of the spoils of war. I only need half of it.”

“There’s no need to be so polite, Monarch. Moreover, the passage to the eleventh floor is still there. There must be more mysterious substances inside,” Song Shuhang replied.

“That may be the case, but an agreement is an agreement.” Great Eastern Monarch cut out half of his own portion and wanted to give it to Song

Shuhang.

Song Shuhang wasn’t used to Daoist Li being so polite. In the past, he had gone out on adventures with his own people or Senior White, so he had been very casual when distributing the items.

Especially when he went out with Senior White, Senior White would just randomly pick the treasures on the ground, and everyone would take whatever they wanted. In any case, what he got would always be suitable for him.

“Then, Great Eastern Monarch, leave this part to Senior Yellow Mountain. Senior Yellow Mountain, it’s almost the New Year. When the time comes, how about we give this portion of the ‘mysterious substance’ to the seniors in the group as a benefit?” Song Shuhang suggested.

In the blink of an eye, it was almost the real New Year.

It was said that in the past, Senior Yellow Mountain would also give out some New Year gift bags to everyone in the group. This year, he might as well give out something good.

“Alright. Great Eastern Monarch, leave this part to me. I’ll handle it. When the New Year comes, I’ll make up for it and send a few portions of the ‘mysterious substance’ to all the fellow daoists.” Senior Yellow Mountain said with a smile.

After all, there were a few fellow daoists who had life-bound magical treasures

like song snunang, and nad more tnan one set.

Of course, when he sent out the red packets for the New Year, he would remind the fellow daoists in the group that this precious mysterious substance was sponsored by Song Shuhang.

At that time, the fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group would naturally remember to give Song Shuhang’s disciples, his “daughter” Li Yinzhu, and his monster pet Lady Onion a big red packet.

“Then, are we still going to explore the eleventh level?” After putting away the mysterious substance, Song Shuhang turned his head and looked at Senior Yellow Mountain and Dao Monarch Li.

“Since I’m here, I still want to go in and look,” Great Eastern Monarch said after a moment of thought.

The passage to the eleventh floor was already open. If he did not go in and take a look, his heart would be empty.

“That’s what I mean. However, Shuhang, if you’re in a hurry, why don’t you go and settle your matters first before coming back?” Yellow Mountain’s mother said considerately.

It was precisely because of this personality of his that he was loved and respected by all the members of the Nine Provinces Number One Group.

Mother Yellow Mountain was the most reliable.

“My goal is to obtain these mysterious substances that can upgrade magic tools. Since I have them, I have to go back first. However, I can bring a clone over to help Senior Yellow Mountain and Daolord explore the eleventh level.” Song Shuhang said with a smile.

After the Steel Incarnation returned, he could do different things in two different places at the same time.

“As for the power of virtue, there’s no need to worry.” After saying this much, Song Shuhang stretched out his hand and pressed it on the ground. “Come out,

Virtue Pillar, Pillow of Leather!”

The virtuous lamia was confused.

Wasn’t it the Snake Immortal Pillar? When did he change his name?

A divine pillar filled with the power of virtue appeared.

“Is this the Demon God Pillar secret technique of the Demon Sect? No, it was impossible for the demon god pillar to have such a huge amount of power of virtue. The two were completely conflicting powers. Could this be Senior Tyrannical Song’s exclusive cultivation technique?” Great Eastern Monarch stared at the pillar of virtue in astonishment.

Senior Tyrannical Song’s strength was indeed unfathomable. A casual display of his skills was already shocking!

“In that case, Senior Yellow Mountain. I’ll go back first and transfer my Steel Incarnation back. Please wait a moment.” After saying that, Song Shuhang stretched out his hand and knocked on the void, trying to open the spatial gate.

Crack. The space trembled slightly.

However, the spatial gate did not open.

There was actually a hidden spatial confinement technique in this mystic realm. The level was not particularly high.

Song Shuhang tried to open his Inner World again.

This time, the Inner World did not cower!

As the Inner World continued to evolve, low-level Spatial Imprisonment could no longer make it obey.

Song Shuhang heaved a sigh of relief.

He left the wooden blade as a coordinate and then transferred to the location of the steel clone through the Inner World.

Then, he replaced the Steel Clone.

With the combination of his steel clone and the virtuous leather pillar, it was more than enough to bring Senior Yellow Mountain and Great Eastern Monarch to the mysterious eleventh level.

In the collapsing world.

The Great Eastern Emperor was still writing and drawing in the void, designing the plan to upgrade the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts ‘Magical Treasure.

“Senior, I’m back.” Song Shuhang stretched out his hand and used his telekinetic energy to hold the materials needed to upgrade the magical treasure.

“So fast?” The Great Eastern Emperor was stunned.

“I told you, I’ll be right back. A real man will keep his word.” Song Shuhang smiled confidently.

The Great Eastern Emperor was speechless.

Song Shuhang stretched out his hand and held the mysterious substance.

“Wuwuwu  The Defiant Whale treasure spirit, Little Fairy, knelt on the boxing gloves and raised her head to let out a whale cry.

Her eyes sparkled as she stared at the mysterious substance. Saliva trickled down the corner of her mouth..