Chapter 1102: Your mental age is already that of an old uncle’s

Translator:

G.o.dBrandy

Editor:

Kurisu

The Divine Beast Department of the ancient Heavenly City was the predecessor of the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Sect. Song Shuhang speculated that the destruction of the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Sect was perhaps likewise related to the ancient Heavenly City.

Fairy Fleeting Life looked at ‘Senior Tyrannical Song’ in surprise. Was he a senior that’d been alive since the ‘Ancient Heavenly City’ era?

“Don’t indulge in flights of fancy, my relations.h.i.+p with the ancient Heavenly City is not what you think,” Song Shuhang said with a smile.

The relations.h.i.+p between him and the ancient Heavenly City was rather complicated.

His ghost spirit, Ye Si, was one of the fragments of ancient Heavenly City’s ‘Empress Cheng Lin’; his other ghost spirit was probably also closely related to the ancient Heavenly City; his virtual lamia had a lot of pursuers in the ancient Heavenly City, possibly being one of the ancient Heavenly City’s big beauties.

He had already made contact with several male experts from the ancient Heavenly City, and these experts all seemed to love the virtuous lamia. Unfortunately, the virtuous lamia’s s.e.xual orientation was a bit crooked, and the one she loved was Cheng Lin.

In addition, Song Shuhang suspected that the Heavenly Emperor might have something to do with him. After all, it had happened more than once that the Imperial Pearl broke as soon as it got close to him.

“If you are free, you can wait for my cla.s.ses to finish first. After my morning cla.s.s is over, I can take you to my temporary residence,” Song Shuhang said.

“Alright.” Fairy Fleeting Life nodded, and then said, “But Senior, what are you doing in this place?”

“I am a second-year student at Jiangnan University Town,” Song Shuhang replied with a smile.

Fairy Fleeting Life understood. “Oh, you’re experiencing the mortal world!”

Song Shuhang laughed, and said, “No… my true ident.i.ty is a student’s.”

Fairy Fleeting Life first froze, then nodded. “I see, Senior Tyrannical Song, you’re now a student.”

Whatever, I’ll just let her understand it however she understands it.

“It’s almost time for my cla.s.s, I’ll see you after the morning cla.s.s then,” Song Shuhang said.

Fairy Fleeting Life asked, “Then, I’ll wait for Senior here, is that fine?”

Song Shuhang waved his hand. “Okay, I’ll come looking for you later.”

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After watching Song Shuhang leave, Fairy Fleeting Life squatted beside the big box and patted it gently.

Inside, her disciple and friend was still unconscious. Although the monster fox was her disciple, his cultivation talent was actually above hers. In terms of strength, he had already caught up with her.

As a matter of fact, she could only guide him on the path of taming monsters.

In addition… the monster fox had always thought that she was a human cultivator, but in fact, she’d only had a lucky encounter in her early years, and could change into her human form as early as in the Third Stage Realm. This misunderstanding had persisted until now.

She gently held the gold chain in her hand.

She murmured, “What is the origin of this Senior Tyrannical Song?” Why were her teacher’s items in the hands of Senior Tyrannical Song?

He isn’t a Senior of the ‘Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Sect’, and neither is he a member of the ancient Heavenly City’s Divine Beast Department. So, where did this Profound Sage Tyrannical Song come from?

However, this Senior is really kind. Perhaps he had a friendly relations.h.i.+p with Teacher Bamboo Pipe?

As Fairy Fleeting Life thought of Bamboo Pipe, she felt sad.

The enmity for the destruction of the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Sect had been left on her shoulders. She had a decent talent for cultivation, but since the destruction, her mood had been affected, and her cultivation speed had been getting slower and slower.

The enmity for the destruction… Would there be a day where she would be able to end it all?

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As Song Shuhang returned to the cla.s.sroom, the second cla.s.s began.

The three roommates sat together, but Gao Moumou now had a pet.i.te and cute figure beside him.

It was his girlfriend, Yayi. Her cla.s.s was over, so she came to Gao Moumou’s cla.s.sroom, waiting to go back with him.

At this moment, she was holding a laptop, revising a ma.n.u.script—it was Gao Moumou’s novel. Yayi was bored, and so she simply corrected the typos and grammatical errors in Gao Moumou’s ma.n.u.script.

Seeing Song Shuhang approaching them, Yayi raised her head and smiled at him.

“Hey, haven’t seen you in quite a while. Yayi, you’re getting cuter and cuter. Compared to you, Gao Moumou is just getting older and older. Tsk, tsk, in a few years, you’re going to look like father and daughter. Yayi, hurry and dump Gao Moumou already,” Song Shuhang joked.

Yayi covered her mouth as she laughed.

“Shuhang, you b.a.s.t.a.r.d. Will it kill you to have some manners? Besides, others can make fun of me, but you can’t.” Gao Moumou smiled coldly, and said, “Your Teacher Su looks much younger and you’re together with her right now. Now that’s what looks like a father and daughter.”

“F*ck, do I really look that old?” Song Shuhang pinched his face. He felt that his face should look quite young.

Yangde closed his book with a smile, and said, “From his appearance, Shuhang actually looks younger recently.”

“I did say that I’ve been getting better and better recently, so I should be looking younger as well,” Song Shuhang said.

His cultivation to immortality wasn’t in vain. Cultivation was really just like that: the earlier one began, the better they would look.

“That isn’t everything I have to say,” Yangde said. “Theoretically speaking, you should actually appear much younger. However, there seems to be a problem with your temperament recently; it’s been getting more and more stable. Just look at you, you give me the same feeling that my father gives me. I suspect that your mental age is already past 40, or even older. I suggest that you take a mental age test online and see the results.”

Song Shuhang pinched his chin, and recalled his recent experiences.

In the past months, he had experienced an extremely rich and wide array of things. The experiences he had during his summer vacation would surpa.s.s what an ordinary person could even imagine and experience in their lifetime.

So, unconsciously, his mental age should really already surpa.s.s that of a youth. This could be seen from how he treated Loli s.h.i.+.

Whenever Song Shuhang faced Loli s.h.i.+, he already appeared more like an elder rather than a brother. He would subconsciously feel that he was a senior to s.h.i.+.

“Heavens.” Song Shuhang looked up at the ceiling. There was no need to test it; his current mental age should indeed already be over 40, or even over 50.

“It seems that you are aware of it.” Gao Moumou pushed his gla.s.ses, which then reflected a ray of wisdom.

Song Shuhang: “…”

So to speak, when he stood with Su Clan’s Sixteen, it really felt like they were father and daughter?

His heart felt stifled.

Song Shuhang asked, “By the way, has that Chu Chu come back?”

Gao Moumou said, “Nope, she’s probably still on the phone. A girl of that age would be able to stay on the phone for hours.”

Song Shuhang nodded.

The phone he lent her was newly bought, and he had yet to even download chat software on it. As such, he wasn’t worried that she would find anything on the phone.

As for whether Chu Chu would end up coming into contact with the world of cultivation, that depended on Doudou. Song Shuhang was not planning on interfering in that at all.

Therefore, he let her have a good chat with Doudou. Anyway, he still had around 10 million RMB to use on his account.

Then, the second cla.s.s began.

Professor Yang continued his lecture, and Song Shuhang continued to listen as various thoughts ran in is mind.

Among the gifts that Bamboo Pipe left for Fairy Fleeting Life, the 33 kinds of spirit beast crystals had already been consumed by him. Hence, Song Shuhang could only compensate her with other types of spirit beast crystals.

Besides, he had to write down the ❮Encyclopedia of Animal Taming❯ again.

As for the box of clothes that had been sent to Su Clan’s Sixteen… It had already been sent, and it was quite awkward to request it back.

But there was nothing that could be done about it. The rightful owner had already appeared, so that box of clothes which represented the intention of Elder Bamboo Pipe to his disciples could only be given back to Fairy Fleeting Life.

The problem was that if he wanted to get that box of clothes back from Sixteen, he couldn’t tell her directly. His EQ wasn’t that low.

Su Clan’s Sixteen was a sensible girl, so as long as he made the situation clear to her, she would definitely return the clothes back to him—Song Shuhang knew this.

However, Song Shuhang felt that he had better prepare some gifts. It would be best if he made Su Clan’s Sixteen satisfied before raising the topic of having the box of clothes returned.

Then, just what kind of gift would be able to make Sixteen happy?

Song Shuhang whispered, “Old Gao, in general, what gifts would you give Yayi that would make her happy?”

When Shuhang asked the question, Yayi, who had her head lowered, p.r.i.c.ked up her ears.

Gao Moumou: “…”

Song Shuhang, you pig friend!

Yesterday, Yayi had been showing interest in a purse, which was very cute, but the problem was that Gao Moumou didn’t have much money this month. As such, he was considering to look for solutions to solve this problem, but had yet to find any. He was actually waiting for his monthly salary before heading out with Yayi to buy the purse.

And now, Song Shuhang had played the role of a pig friend as he brought up this topic.

Seeing Gao Moumou’s face, Song Shuhang immediately understood that he had accidentally asked the question at the wrong time.

“Cough.” Song Shuhang covertly took out a paper, and wrote on it: “What’s the problem?”

“Money,” Gao Moumou wrote back.

“It’s fine. We’ll be getting our pay for ❮Apocalypse War❯ in two days,” Song Shuhang said.

Gao Moumou’s eyes shone—he had forgotten about the film. “How much?”

Song Shuhang smiled, and replied, “I’ve heard that it’s quite a big check. I’m not sure on the exact numbers. If it isn’t enough, however, I’ll handle it. So, back on the topic of what to gift.”

True Monarch Yellow Mountain and the others didn’t really have a need for money. Didn’t Scholar Drunken x.x.x even casually give him 10 million RMB once?

If it was really needed, Song Shuhang could simply send a message and get a lot of money.

“A purse!” Gao Moumou replied. “Purses are perfect for women, and so are shoes, clothes, and cosmetics. However, most men have a shallow understanding of what shoes, clothes, and cosmetics their woman would want. As such, purses would be the easiest to choose from. Just pick the expensive ones and buy them, no need to worry much about how well they look.”

“That makes sense.” Song Shuhang nodded his head.

In addition… tonight, he had to seize the opportunity to ask about the [life-bound magical treasure] of the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Sect. After all, one wouldn’t meet with the successor of the said sect every day—he couldn’t waste such a good opportunity.