<h4>Chapter 1641: Waking up with a jolt</h4>
<i>Didn’t I transfer everything?</i>
<i>I’ve already transferred all my magical power flow to Li Yinzhu and the demonic hamster, why am I suddenly moving to the Sixth Level?</i>
Looking at the ‘Tyrannical Dragon’ ess port, it was moving really fast, speeding out of the Fifth Level area in the blink of an eye and going straight into the Sixth Level area of the Dragon Network.
<i>Is this some joke? Didn’t I need both mental energy and magical power flow to advance? My magical power flow should be 0, so why am I able to advance?</i> Song Shuhang was confused.
While he was in thought, he sensed that 1,400,000 units of magical power flow had been deducted from his ount.
“???” Song Shuhang.
<i>F*ck!</i>
<i>Was there no magical power flow in my ount? So how can you deduct 1,400,000 units of magical power flow?!</i>
<i>Don’t tell me that the magical power top-up device of the ck Dragon World also has an ‘advance payment’ or ‘overdrafting’ function!</i>
<i>If it wasn’t someone like me who has a firm will, and it was some ordinary person you yed this joke on, their heart might’ve already copsed!</i>
As he was thinking this, Song Shuhang’s consciousness and ‘magical power top-up device’ connected.
This was because he was about to enter the procedure for transcending the tribtion of the Sixth Level.
In the next moment, Song Shuhang saw a blinding message.
It was a message from the temple.
“...” Song Shuhang.
<i>So it was you! Dragon Blood Tribe tribal chief!</i>
<i>(/￣ 皿￣)/～┴┴</i>
<i>This damn magical power top-up device!</i>
<i>I thought it was the Dragon Network System’s fault, I didn’t expect it to actually be the old tribal chief’s fault!</i>
<i>Your 2,000,000 units of magical power flow were simply too f*cking timely. Now, in addition to the wounds on my waist and my back, I’ve received another stab in the back.</i>
<i>I, Song Shuhang, a wise man, tried my best and even transferred my assets in fear of my Sixth Level heavenly tribtion descending early... but I didn’t expect that I would fall to the hands of my allies in the end.</i>
<i>Calm down, calm down.</i>
<i>Let’s take a deep breath...</i>
Song Shuhang finally stabilized his emotions.
<i>Once again, it’s fortunate that it was me who was faced with this situation. An ordinary cultivator would’ve definitely have had their heart copse. After they transcended this tribtion, they would have surely gotten an inner demon!</i>
<i>Fairy @#%×, it’s time for us to fight together again,</i> Song Shuhang called out inwardly.
The virtuousmia quietly came out, appearing behind Song Shuhang and protecting him.
After Song Shuhang calmed down, he began to look at the ck Dragon World’s heavenly tribtion of the Sixth Level.
<i>I wonder what my Sixth Level tribtion is going to be like...</i>
<i>It looks like a small ck room.</i>
<i>Could it be that my tribtion is going to be the same as Lady Tu’s, a small ck room?</i>
Song Shuhang said, “If it’s just staying inside a small ck room, I don’t have anything to fear.”
He had the virtuousmia and a ghost spirit with him.
The small ck room might be torture to others, but he could y Fight the Landlord in the small ck room if he wanted to.
At this moment, the virtuousmia softly said, “It’s here.”
In the next moment, Song Shuhang’s body trembled slightly, and a pure sensation of ‘pain’ struck him.
This ‘pain’ was one that ignored the virtuousmia’s protection, and directly struck at his consciousness.
However, the level of pain wasn’t that high, and itsted for but a moment. For Song Shuhang, it was no different from a drizzle.
Song Shuhang frowned, and said, “It seems I can’t use the power of virtue to offset it. This makes things slightly troublesome. Moreover, the attack has no form, it directly hits my consciousness.”
It was not the pain of getting burned, electrocuted, or stabbed; this type of pain was invisible and formless, arriving from nowhere.
In other words, unlike the previous heavenly tribtions, there was no way to counter it.
Besides gritting his teeth and enduring it, he wouldn’t be able to do anything else.
Song Shuhang said, “The ck Dragon World’s heavenly tribtion really is something. For it to target one so specifically...”
It could be that during the previous tribtions, the Dragon Network had been secretly gathering information on him. And so, for this tribtion, it had made something to specifically target him.
In the meantime, another wave of ‘severe pain’ fell on Song Shuhang.
The level of pain had increased a lot this time, and it didn’t disappear immediately.
But this level of pain still couldn’t affect Song Shuhang.
The virtuousmia stretched out her hand and pressed it on Song Shuhang, trying to use the power of virtue to perform a healing technique.
The light of the healing technique fell on Song Shuhang, but it couldn’t relieve his pain.
Song Shuhang calmly said, “Fairy Waiting for a Promise, you should stand still for now. I’m afraid that I’ll have to fight against this heavenly tribtion on my own... If I really can’t handle it, you can go out and tell Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword; it should have a way to quickly cut the connection between me and the ‘Dragon Network’. That way, this Sixth Level tribtion would stop on its own.”
Despite his cautious words, Song Shuhang’s face was confident.
Song ‘Great Experience in Enduring Pain’ Shuhang.
After all, he was very experienced when it came to enduring pain and suffering.
??????
The time in the tribtion realm passed little by little.
“It’s already the 100th wave. It isn’t over yet?” Song Shuhang shuddered all over.
The pain level had been steadily increasing with each wave.
The pain of the 100th wave had far surpassed the pain of the ‘Impregnating Gaze’, and even Song Shuhang was having difficulty enduring it.
Nevertheless, it was still within the range of his tolerance.
The main thing was that he was getting rather bored.
Sitting in this space, unable to resist and only being able to passively wait for the waves of pain toe, made Song Shuhang, who had always liked being proactive against the heavenly tribtion, very ufortable.
It was especially so between each wave of pain, during the period where nothing was going on.
This was a torment to both his mind and will.
Song Shuhang said, “Wait, why do I have to sit here dumbly, waiting for the heavenly tribtion toe at me? I can summon my ghost spirit and the virtuousmia and y Fight the Landlord with them while the heavenly tribtion bombards me. I’ll just let the pain from the heavenly tribtione while I have some fun so that I can at least distract myself from the pain.”
But the problem was, where were they supposed to get the cards?
If that wasn’t going to work, then should he just have the three of them sit down and chat?
Song Shuhang asked, “Fairy Waiting for a Promise, is there a way to get cards?”
The virtuousmia shook her head calmly.
Song Shuhang said, “Then, how about we sit down and chat for a while?”
The virtuousmia shook her head calmly, then put her cheek in one hand, and looked at Song Shuhang silently—she didn’t want to talk.
Song Shuhang rubbed his brows.
At this time, the 101st wave of pain came.
The 101st wave of pain magnified the previous wave’s pain by hundreds of times.
100 was a tier, and after breaking through to 101, the pain immediately rose by a whole level.
“Aaaaah~” Song Shuhang couldn’t help but scream.
His heavenly tribtion scene was now filled with screams.
In the next moment, Song Shuhang felt his leg jolt!
Then, he woke up.
He opened his eyes and found himself lying on a bed.
It wasn’t a bed in the Dragon Blood Tribe... but a bed in his dormitory.
Song Shuhang frowned slightly.
He raised his head and looked at the wall.
There was an electronic clock with the date and time on it.
Monday, May 20th, 2019.
It was midsummer.
The time was a bit past 2:00 in the afternoon.
Song Shuhang sighed lightly. A horror movie was still ying on theputer next to him.
Although the atmosphere of the horror film was very good, Song Shuhang couldn’t feel anything from it at all.
Song Shuhang softly said, “Fairy Waiting for a Promise.”
Silence.
The virtuousmia did not appear.
He closed his eyes and sensed his body.
His body was empty. There was no qi and blood energy, no true yuan, no spiritual energy... and no ghost spirit.
There was, however, that feeling of weakness after having a cold.
Song Shuhang opened his eyes again.
“Dididi~”
At this time, a burst of sound came from the chat software—it was the sound of someone sending him a friend request.
“Hehe.” Song Shuhang smiled softly, not panicking in the slightest.
He stretched out his hand and tapped on the screen. A friend request appeared in front of his eyes.
[‘Which Day of the Week Geng Chao’ has sent you a friend request.] P.S. I am A’Chao.
“A’Chao... Is he a ssmate of mine?” Song Shuhang stretched out his hand and clicked ‘ept’.
Then, another message popped up. “Which Day of the Week Geng Chao has sent you an invitation to the group ‘New Jiangnan University Town ss 19’, do you ept?]
Song Shuhang clicked ept once again.
Then, he was added to the ‘New Jiangnan University Town ss 19’.
As soon as he joined the group, Gao Moumou said, “Oh, Shuhang, you’re finally awake? The old group was too chaotic, so a few of us formed a new group. Have you gotten over your cold yet?”
“It’s better, don’t worry. I’ve slept for a good while.” Song Shuhang casually sent a message.
Then, he returned to the interface of the chat software.
After thinking for a while, he entered Soft Feather’s ount number in the search bar from memory.
The difference between Soft Feather and his ount number was only one digit, making it the easiest to remember.
After searching, he quickly found the other party’s ount.
However, the other party’s ount name wasn’t ‘Spirit Butterfly Ind’s Soft Feather’, but rather ‘Adventurer Yingying’, who seemed to be a famous adventure lover.
“...” Song Shuhang.
He then entered Su n’s Sixteen’s ount number.
After a search, what came up wasn’t Sixteen, but an ount nicknamed ‘Northern Dipper’s Seven Stars’. And it was an ount that hadn’t been online for a long time, with its level being very low as well.
Song Shuhang then searched Senior White’s ount, which he also remembered clearly. After a search, what came up was that there was nobody with that ount number.
The corner of Song Shuhang’s mouth rose, and he searched for the ounts of members of the Nine Provinces Number One Group such as True Monarch Yellow Mountain, Senior Thrice Reckless... and so on.
However, no ount came up right.
“Hehehe.” Song Shuhang stretched his body with a smile, and said, “I can clearly remember the ounts of everyone in the ‘Nine Provinces Number One Group’, but I can’t find any of them. So... this is a virtual world, right?”
He was a man with a will as firm as steel.
In fact, this virtual world had a very good start.
The moment he woke up, he had the illusion of ‘did I just have a very long dream about bing a cultivator?’
But if it was a dream, how could he remember all the ounts of a ‘chat group’ he saw in his dream?
Song Shuhang didn’t have this powerful of a memory before.
<i>Now that I know that this is a virtual world, the next step is to break through it.</i>
Song Shuhang didn’t dislike this virtual illusion.
Experiencing life was a very important step in a cultivator’s path.
The ‘Golden Core Composition’ even required a cultivator to draw their life experiences.
And his Golden Core Composition just happened to be oneposition sho