Translator: GodBrandy Editor: Kurisu
Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman received Gao Moumou and the others and said with a smile, "Professor Nan, what brings you here, do you need help with something?"
"Sir, it's like this. If you want us to teach the primitive men about the ❮Analects of Confucius❯, we'll need a complete copy of the text," Zhuge Zhongyang said with a smile as he took a step forward.
At this time, Zhuge Zhongyang looked incredibly reliable and was completely different from his usual self.
Although he usually acted like a jerk and had a foul mouth, he had dealt with many large companies in the past few years. If he wished to, he could easily appear as a trustworthy person.
"Ahaha, I actually forgot about it. Professor Nan, no need to worry about this matter. I'll have someone deliver you a copy of the ❮Analects of Confucius❯ as soon as possible," Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman said.
Professor Nan heaved a sigh of relief. He didn't expect that the problem would be solved so quickly.
"Is there something else?" Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman asked after seeing that Gao Moumou and the others didn't leave immediately.
Gao Moumou took a step forward and said, "Sir, there is something else we would like to ask you. Did you happen to see our friend Song Shuhang when you found us back then? He is around 175 centimeters tall, perhaps a bit taller now, and always has a bright smile on his face. He boarded the same plane as the rest of us."
Afterward, Gao Moumou kept describing Song Shuhang's appearance to Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman.
After hearing this name, as well as Gao Moumou's description, Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman's eyes immediately lit up— Is it possible that they're talking about little friend Song Shuhang?
"Stressed by a Mountain of Books?" Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman asked.
Tubo swiftly replied, "That's Shuhang's online username."
So that's how it is… it seemed that it was the kind-hearted little friend Song Shuhang that sent over the professor to help me out...
I must properly thank little friend Song Shuhang later. He helped me quite a lot with this oath of mine about teaching Chinese to the natives of the island. Even using pinyin and the alphabet song was his idea.
After I'm done teaching ten thousand illiterate people the Chinese language, I must give little friend Song Shuhang a big gift, as well as carry out a transaction with him for his Blood God Crystal.
Little friend Shuhang is really my lucky star! Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman thought to himself.
After discovering that these guys were little friend Song Shuhang's close friends, Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman was even more moved.
"So, you're little friend Song Shuhang's friends," Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman said while taking a step forward, hugging Tubo and Gao Moumou.
Gao Moumou's brain had yet to understand what was happening— Since when Song Shuhang's name became so prestigious?
Unexpectedly, even the boss of these primitive men was giving face to Song Shuhang...
"Don't worry. Although he isn't here with you, I'm sure he's doing fine. I'll ask him where he is and inform you guys as soon as he replies. Additionally, you don't have to worry about food, I'll provide you the best of the best," Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman said with a smile.
In the end... Gao Moumou, Tubo, and the others left Seven Lives Talisman's place, somewhat baffled.
Soon after, the primitive men arranged all the passengers into fine houses of stone and provided them exquisite food.
Around ten minutes later, a thick copy of the ❮Analects of Confucius❯ was delivered in front of the crowd.
The passengers still felt as though they were dreaming.
"So, were Shuhang and that man wearing a windbreaker acquaintances?" asked Gao Moumou.
"Did Shuhang eat a face-giving fruit or something?" said Tubo while taking a bite of the banana in his hand.
"Do you think something happened to him?" Lu Fei said, somewhat worried.
Gao Moumou shook his head. "From the tone of that man, it doesn't seem that Shuhang was in danger. Anyway, we should be safe for the time being. Now, we need to figure out a way to teach the ❮Analects of Confucius❯ to the primitive men."
Everybody nodded in agreement.
Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman opened the Nine Provinces Number One Group once more.
" @Stressed by a Mountain of Book s , Little friend Shuhang, thank you for sending here that professor of Chinese language 😄," Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman said happily.
But even after a while, Song Shuhang didn't reply.
At this time, 'When the bright moon appears' sent a message. "In the end, it was little friend Shuhang that sent the professor over?"
Northern River's Loose Cultivator also replied with a smile, "Seven Lives Talisman, little friend Shuhang might not be online. After all, he didn't log in for the last two days."
Just as they were talking, Immortal Master Copper Trigram popped out and said, "Northern River, you useless fellow, stop talking like you know where he is! 😏"
Northern River's Loose Cultivator sneered and wrote, "Hmph, it's not like you know either. 👿"
"Unfortunately for you, I know. 😇" Immortal Master Copper Trigram continued, "I'm currently heading toward his position. He's on a small island in the East China Sea, and Medicine Master entrusted me with bringing him a medicinal paste while I was at it."
Obviously, the medicinal paste was for Chu Family's Chu Chu.
Medicine Master was too busy at the moment and couldn't leave his place to meet Song Shuhang.
Therefore, he asked another fellow daoist to bring the medicinal paste to Song Shuhang and conveniently grab those two Second Stage cultivators while at it.
And Immortal Master Copper Trigram happened to be this fellow daoist.
At this time, on that lone island in the East China Sea.
Song Shuhang, who was meditating with his eyes closed, 'saw' a huge door appear before him.
A stream of water was flowing out of this door and continuing downward!
This was the last small realm of the First Stage, the dragon gate!
If you were to use all the qi and blood energy in your body as fuel and jump through the gate after going upstream, your qi and blood would change from illusory to real, turning into true qi.
But if you were to fail, you would deplete all your qi and blood, decreasing you cultivation level of a small realm.
Anyway, Song Shuhang wasn't ready for this step yet, and the 'dragon gate' in front of him was still illusory.
After taking a deep breath, he ended his meditation.
It didn't seem he was planning to jump through the dragon gate just yet. It seemed he wanted to wait till the qi and blood in his body had reached a sufficient level before trying.
At this time, the two Second Stage cultivators that had been immobilized by Venerable White, Whale Eight and Shark Nine, weakly lay in a corner.
Shark Nine had been lucky and didn't die after taking that blow from the sword talisman head-on—he still had one last breath left. But the fate that waited them seemed even worse than death.
Right at this time, a voice transmitted from the communication device in Whale Eight's ear.
It was Wolf One's voice. "Whale Eight, were you able to catch that girl?"