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Chapter 2355 Song Shuhang's Daring Gamble

"This special divine body is like a divine weapon for transcending tribulations," said Song Shuhang.

If it were just weakening the Eighth Stage Heavenly Tribulation, it wouldn't faze the formidable Song Shuhang. It's not that he underestimated the Eighth Stage Heavenly Tribulation; it's just that he had recently faced incredibly intense challenges.

Especially in the past few days, his experiences would make even Su Kongyun's boasting seem insignificant. The relentless barrage of attacks from the ruler of the Netherworld, the world-shattering strike from the big-eyed planet, the devouring black hole of the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball, and the terrifying heavenly punishment.

Compared to those, the Eighth Stage Heavenly Tribulation seemed rather lackluster. Even the current Song Shuhang wouldn't be intimidated by the Eighth Stage Heavenly Tribulation. This was just an ordinary Eighth Stage Heavenly Tribulation.

However, the divine body that could be condensed through the cultivator's trial had the potential to weaken the power of all heavenly tribulations, not just those of the Eighth Stage but also those of the Ninth Stage in the future!

This was truly remarkable.

Considering his frequent encounters with formidable heavenly tribulations, which he met on average once a month, Song Shuhang found himself tempted for a moment!

It was impossible not to be tempted. After all, every heavenly tribulation he faced displayed exceptional enthusiasm, and this was after every heavenly tribulation had been mitigated by his substantial karmic virtue.

If he didn't possess such a vast reservoir of merit, the power of the heavenly tribulations he faced in each round would be several times more formidable!

Moreover, his clone was still trapped in the Ninth Stage Heavenly Tribulation's space while awaiting assistance from his main body.

If he could attain this special divine body, it would be an incredible advantage.

However, when he considered the prospect of his ghost spirit leaving him to cultivate with this senior, and recalled his yet-to-return first-generation ghost spirit, Song Shuhang couldn't help but feel apprehensive.

"Senior Song, you seem tempted," remarked Black-skinned Soft Feather.

"It's hard not to be tempted. After all, he has such a fateful connection with the heavenly tribulation. The heavenly tribulation always treats him with special enthusiasm," added Pavilion Master Chu's hair.

"But I'm still concerned," Song Shuhang replied while shaking his head.

Sometimes, cultivators had to resist temptation.

The ghost spirit held immense significance to him... He had already lost one ghost spirit, and he couldn't afford to lose another. There wasn't a third high-grade ghost spirit waiting for him in this world.

However, at that moment, the ghost spirit suddenly extended her hands and pinched Song Shuhang's cheeks.

Song Shuhang was flabbergasted.

"The ghost spirit fairy wants to try that 'fortunate opportunity.' She's interested," translated Black-skinned Soft Feather.

"No, if something were to happen to you, how can I... explain it?" Song Shuhang furrowed his brows.

The ghost spirit giggled.

Then, she suddenly flipped over and left Song Shuhang's body while heading toward the scholar's side.

She was different from ordinary ghost spirits. Although she was one with Song Shuhang, she possessed an independent will and could make some decisions on her own.

"Goodbye, Shuhang. I'll return with my divine body," mouthed the ghost spirit while waving her hand at Song Shuhang.

She didn't utter a sound or use secret sound transmission.

Song Shuhang sighed and said, "Remember to report your safety daily."

The ghost spirit fairy turned around and waved her hand without not looking back.

"Why do I feel like I've become a human trafficker?" The bearded man couldn't help but feel amused.

Despite the excellent opportunity presented to the ghost spirit, it seemed he was burdened with guilt.

And just like that, the ghost spirit fairy followed the scholar and the bearded man. They departed from the moon's crater.

Song Shuhang remained in the same spot, deep in thought.

"What are you pondering? Reluctant to part with the ghost spirit?" Pavilion Master Chu's hair inquired.

"I was thinking that Senior White Two's divination might have been about the ghost spirit fairy," Song Shuhang mused.

After all, the ghost spirit was originally a part of him.

lightsΝοvεl ?οm Senior White Two had calculated that he would find an escape route and a great opportunity at these coordinates.

Now, with the ghost spirit fairy leaving with the 'great opportunity,' he found himself alone...

"Why don't you ask Senior White?" Lady Onion suggested.

Song Shuhang nodded.

Then, he contacted Senior White Two.

"I'm busy. If you have something to say, keep it under 50 words," Senior White Two promptly responded.

"Senior White, after arriving, I encountered the scholar and his group. They offered her an opportunity and left with my ghost spirit," Song Shuhang carefully composed his message, making sure it was within the 50-word limit.

"Oh," was Senior White Two's brief reply.

"So, Senior White, the path and opportunity you mentioned in your divination earlier, could it be referring to me, the ghost spirit? What should I do now? Will I be left in the cold?" Song Shuhang inquired.

As he spoke, his cultivation chat virus alert function suddenly activated again.

Someone was tracking his location!

It could be either the fat ball or the Immortal Lord...

"Senior White, this is not good. The concealment technique on my body may have lost its effectiveness. Someone is tracking my location!" Song Shuhang hastily informed him.

At the same time, he quickly took out a stack of marked wooden sabers and tossed them into the air.

Pavilion Master Chu's hair assisted him by striking one of the wooden sabers and sending it to various locations in the universe to leave different coordinates for Song Shuhang.

After completing this task, a spatial fluctuation appeared in the void.

"Let's go!" Song Shuhang didn't hesitate and opened his Inner World. He dove in with all his pendants. He also left the revived virtuous fat whale behind to monitor the enemy.

The entrance to the Inner World swiftly sealed shut.

In the void, the spatial fluctuation that had been forming gradually dissipated.

Song Shuhang couldn't help but feel a headache. The fat ball was relentless and left him with no room to breathe.

"Yes, the fat ball is becoming increasingly adept at cracking my technique. This time, it broke through five minutes faster than I anticipated," Senior White Two noted.

Song Shuhang replied, "What's our next move, Senior White?"

"Shuhang, are you feeling desperate right now?" Senior White Two asked.

"I'm not desperate. After all, I can still find refuge in the Inner World," Song Shuhang responded.

"I can't assist you if you're not in dire straits," Senior White Two replied in silence.

Song Shuhang was left speechless.

"Forget it. I'll send you something that might help. Activate the cultivation chat authority for me," Senior White Two instructed.

Song Shuhang complied, granting Senior White Two access to the cultivation assistant.

[Ding! The Mini program 'White Two's Automatic Divination System (Three-day Trial Version)' has been successfully added.]

Song Shuhang was stumped.

A Senior White Two's automatic divination system?

Did Senior White Two actually approve of such a name?

He attempted to activate this small program.

"Do you wish to use White Two's automatic divination system (three-day trial version)? [Each use consumes 10 Despair Points. Current Despair Points: 11.]" the system inquired.

Song Shuhang was flabbergasted.

He suspected that Senior White Two hadn't been fulfilling his responsibilities properly lately.

After the fat ball terminated the space tunnel on the moon, it moved to a meteorite belt.

It concealed itself in the shadows and looked on as the two inconspicuous humans escorted a ghost spirit with an equally low profile into the asteroid belt.

"Tyrannical Song, do you think you can elude me by creating diversions?" the fat ball intoned ominously.

Subsequently, it quietly infiltrated the meteorite belt.