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Chapter 2087 - 2087 Prolonged illness can make a doctor out of a patient


2087 Prolonged illness can make a doctor out of a patient

Song Shuhang smiled and said, “Senior Almighty Merchant, don’t worry. The dragon pearl isn’t running away.”

That dragon pearl is Senior White Two’s, so there’s really nothing to worry about.

Song Shuhang waved his hand, and the six dragon pearls floating beside him headed back to their respective homes, returning to Sixteen, Sister White Dragon, Senior Divine Dragon, Striped Dragon Two’s Son, Lady Kunna, and Senior White respectively.

Since Senior White had gone off to some secret realm, the mirage dragon pearl was temporarily kept by Song Shuhang.

Striped Dragon Two’s Son’s and Lady Kunna’s dragon pearls, under the traction of their owners’ powers, broke through the locked space and disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Senior Divine Dragon’s claws trembled a little.

It was unknown where it had gotten a bottle of pills, but it popped the bottle open and threw two pills into its mouth.

As it swallowed the pills, its dragon pearl also returned, so it ended up swallowing its dragon pearl and the pills at the same time.

The divine dragon was left speechless.

The feeling this produced was similar to when one accidentally stuffed too much food into one’s mouth; it felt very uncomfortable.

Sister White Dragon, who currently looked like Sixteen, gracefully received her dragon pearl. She then used her left hand to cover her mouth and swallowed the dragon pearl back into her body.

Her actions were graceful and elegant.

Despite having Sixteen’s petite figure, every one of Sister White Dragon’s moves just gave off a mature vibe.

This discordant feeling carried an unexpected sense of beauty.

Song Shuhang tried looking from several angles, but he could not see how Sister White Dragon had swallowed the dragon pearl.

Did she swallow it, or did she keep it in her mouth?

He turned his head to look at Sixteen, but she had already returned her dragon pearl inside her body, so he didn’t get to see anything.

After recovering her dragon pearl, Sixteen’s aura increased even further, and lightning flashed on the dragon horns above her head.

Right now, she was on the verge of ascending to the Fifth Stage. The immortal bones that needed to be condensed in the Fourth Stage Realm had already been formed with the help of Sister White Dragon, and they were connected to her illusory core.

In fact, Sixteen had long ago reached the point where she was ready to transcend the tribulation, but Sister White Dragon had been suppressing her strength to allow her to have better odds with her dragon patterns.

Sister White Dragon had high expectations of Sixteen, and she was very strict in this regard.

The lowest limit was a golden core with eight dragon patterns, because if the golden core only had seven dragon patterns, then the chances a cultivator had of reaching the Immortal Realm were almost zero.

As for a golden core with eight dragon patterns, there were a few people who had managed to become Immortals with this kind of golden core.

One such example was Demon Emperor Hezhi.

“Is Sixteen about to transcend her heavenly tribulation?” asked Song Shuhang with a frown.

He could almost smell the scent of the heavenly tribulation from Sixteen’s body, something that would happen when the tribulation was about to descend.

In the past half a year, he and Uncle Heavenly Tribulation had met once or twice every month. If we also counted the times he watched other people transcend their heavenly tribulations, the number of times they met was even higher. Thus, Song Shuhang was very familiar with this subject.

Prolonged illness could make a doctor out of a patient.

Similarly, Song Shuhang had become half an expert in transcending the heavenly tribulation as he had been going through the process rather frequently.

The reason he could only be counted as “half an expert” was that his experience could not really be used as too close of a reference by other people. It was only stories about the effects and the might of the heavenly tribulation, as well as the new styles that Uncle Heavenly Tribulation would come up with every month, that could be passed down to his juniors.

Sister White Dragon nodded and said, “Mm-hm, she has endured enough. After so many deadly encounters and hardships, she has met the conditions to aim for nine dragon patterns. Even if she does not get nine dragon patterns, she’s guaranteed at least eight.”

“Is it not a bit too fast?” Song Shuhang asked with some concern.

Although it felt a bit weird when it was him asking this question, he was really worried about Sixteen.

It had been less than half a year since Sixteen had transcended her Fourth Stage heavenly tribulation, so the time she spent in the Fourth Stage was far from being comparable to that of a normal cultivator.

“Not at all,” Sister White Dragon said softly. “In the past, I took Sixteen to a secret place in the Dragon Realm. It was a time-related secret realm where she spent a long time. Because of that, Sixteen’s advancement is merely a matter of course, and there won’t be a backlash. You don’t have to worry.”

In other words, Sixteen had spent a long time practicing during the past six months.

Song Shuhang nodded. He felt at ease knowing this detail.

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“Ding~”

At this time, a finger tapped on Song Shuhang’s head, making a tinkling sound.

As Song Shuhang looked up, he saw Senior Almighty Merchant’s tired face.

“Where’s my dragon pearl?” asked Senior Almighty Merchant. He needed that pearl to get the second half of his payment!

“Don’t worry, Senior.” Song Shuhang opened his mouth and spat out Senior White Two’s dragon pearl.

After being spat out, the dragon pearl floated in the air.

The corners of Senior Almighty Merchant’s mouth twitched.

He stretched out his hand to cast a magical technique. The water vapor in the air condensed and wrapped around the dragon pearl, washing it from all directions without missing a single spot.

Song Shuhang said, “Senior, I did not think that you had mysophobia.”

Senior Almighty Merchant rolled his eyes. “If I were to spit out a pearl, would you grab it with your bare hands?”

“Hm, I guess you’re right.” Song Shuhang scratched his head. Previously, he had casually grabbed the dragon pearls that Sixteen and Sister White Dragon spat at him!

The Almighty Merchant held the dragon pearl and looked at it carefully.

When he was in the world of the black lotus, he had not gotten to check the item properly after Little Sun T233 gave it to him. Therefore, he took this chance to carefully inspect the goods.

He was afraid that there might be some flaws in the dragon pearl that would affect his final payment.

“Hmm, it looks okay.” The Almighty Merchant nodded in satisfaction.

He took out a box, carefully grabbed the dragon pearl with a silk handkerchief, and tried placing it inside the box.

Yet, when he tried to move it, the pearl did not budge.

The Almighty Merchant applied more force, but the dragon pearl stayed where it was. It was as if it had been fixed in that point in space, remaining completely motionless.

The Almighty Merchant stared at Song Shuhang.

“I didn’t do anything!” Song Shuhang gestured with his hands. In order to show his innocence, he even took three steps back.

But as he moved back, the dragon pearl followed him.

As far as Song Shuhang retreated, the dragon pearl retreated just as much. It always maintained an arm’s distance from him.

Song Shuhang: “…”

The Almighty Merchant: “…”

“Senior, would you believe me if I said that I really did not do anything to this dragon pearl?” Song Shuhang asked cautiously.

“Yeah, I believe you.” The Almighty Merchant nodded.

Song Shuhang let out a breath of relief.

The Almighty Merchant still understood him pretty well.

The Almighty Merchant continued calmly, “So, when can you return this dragon pearl to me?”

Song Shuhang: “…”

He reached out and grabbed the dragon pearl, placing it in the Almighty Merchant’s box.

This time, the dragon pearl did not resist.

The Almighty Merchant was still worried. After checking it again, he closed the box and stored it away.

“Farewell, Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song.” The Almighty Merchant waved his hand casually, tearing open the locked space.

“Senior, you said the same thing last time,” Song Shuhang reminded him.

The Almighty Merchant’s footsteps froze. After a while, he disappeared into the void without looking back.

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