<h4>Chapter 1822: You guys keep talking, I’ll leave first</h4>


    Song Shuhangnded next to Northern River’s Loose Cultivator with a smile, and asked, “Senior Northern River, you seem to be in a good mood today. What happened?”


    At the same time, he pped his hands lightly, and the Inner World Assistant stepped out of the Inner World. It temporarily paused its renovation project for the Inner World in order to begin transferring over the food sent by the Dragon Network Assistant from the ck Dragon World.


    A few disciples from Heavenly Field Ind hurried over. They took the food, as well as the wine which Song Shuhang had gotten from Lady Kunna, from the Inner World Assistant, then repackaged them, and sent them to the banquet.


    Northern River smiled slightly, and was about to reply to Song Shuhang when Thrice Reckless Mad Saber, who was beside him, interjected, “Old Northern River managed to learn the daoist technique to materialize one’s inner demon from Soft Feather. Besides Soft Feather, he is the only other person in the Nine Provinces Number One Group who has learned it. Right now, he is nurturing his inner demon, and trying to get it to materialize as soon as possible. That’s why he’s so happy.”


    Song Shuhangughed. “So that was it.”


    He then looked down at his own shadow, thinking of the ck-skinned Soft Feather, who was pretty much equivalent to a clone… Actually, even better than a clone.


    A sweet and pure-looking woman beside Thrice Reckless Mad Saber said gently, “Honestly, I think the reason Old Northern River has such a happy look on his face isn’t that he’s the first to learn the magical technique. It should be because he’ll have the chance to see his old lover again soon, which is why he’s exuding such a lively vibe.”


    Song Shuhang nced at the sweet and pure woman, and thought for a moment. “Senior Copper Trigram?”


    <i>Didn’t Senior take on the appearance of a teen just recently? When did he change his appearance again?</i>


    “Hehehe.” Copper Trigram pointed at her own cheeks, and smiled sweetly. “How is it? Do I look cute?”


    “…” Song Shuhang.


    He honestly felt that she did look pretty cute, but just remembering that this person was Senior Copper Trigram made Song Shuhang lose that feeling instantly.


    “Northern River’s old lover? Isn’t Northern River a single dog?” Immortal Visitor Amidst Clouds asked in confusion.


    “…” Northern River’s Loose Cultivator.


    “I know about this story.” Thrice Reckless Mad Saberughed. “Old Northern River’s first love was his inner demon! She was a blonde woman with a huge heart. But in the end, Old Northern River killed her to clear his path. Old Northern River, are you trying to have her reappear?”


    When Senior Thrice Reckless Mad Saber said this, Song Shuhang also recalled something—when Northern River’s Loose Cultivator and Immortal Master Copper Trigram fought at the top of the Forbidden City, Copper Trigram resorted to whatever means possible to defeat Northern River’s Loose Cultivator. Eventually, he chose to take on the appearance of Northern River’s ‘first love’, which was his inner demon, in an attempt to apply psychological pressure on him.


    Unexpectedly, this so-called first love had long been ovee by Northern River’s Loose Cultivator, and Copper Trigram’s method was not able to bring about its desired effect.


    Now, Northern River actually wanted to cultivate the inner demon, and get her to materialize?


    In hindsight, the daoist technique developed by Soft Feather was quite terrifying!


    This was because for the practitioners of the universe, most of their inner demons were rted to their ’emotions’. And these inner demons were usually their ideal types of the opposite sex or close rtives and close friends.


    If this daoist technique were to spread in the universe, the future birth rate of the world of cultivation might be a concern.


    “Northern River, are you really nning on cultivating that blonde inner demon?” Young Master Phoenix yer came over with a wine jar. Young Master Phoenix yer seemed to have been drinking; his cheeks were flushed, and his breath was filled with the scent of wine.


    Northern River’s Loose Cultivator smiled slightly. He picked up a wine ss, gently bumped it with Young Master Phoenix yer’s jar of wine, and then drained it in one go. “I was nning on keeping it a secret from everyone until I’d raised my inner demon to the point where it could materialize before introducing it to everyone.”


    He then stretched out his hand, and a small cloud of gray mist condensed inside his wine ss.


    “Is this the inner demon that Senior Northern River is cultivating?” Song Shuhang leaned over curiously.


    There were several fellow daoists by the side who also leaned over to get a look.


    The only problem was that this inner demon was still a small cloud of gray mist, and couldn’t be seen clearly.


    Song Shuhang asked, “What is Senior Northern River cultivating it to look like?”


    “I’m going to cultivate it to look like someone in the group.” Northern River’s Loose Cultivator squinted and sneered before saying, “Then, I’m going to slice it apart. And as long as I keep cultivating it, I should be able to continue doing so as much as I want.”


    “…” Thrice Reckless Mad Saber.


    “…” Immortal Visitor Amidst Clouds.


    “Hup~” Young Master Phoenix yer.


    “Wonderful!” Song Shuhang suddenly said.


    “???” Immortal Master Copper Trigram.


    “Slices are indeed good.” Song Shuhang gave Senior Northern River a thumbs-up, and said, “Senior Northern River, when you want to slice it, let me know. We can do it together and try out making ?Smoked Inner Demon Tribtion Slices?.”


    Young Master Phoenix yer asked curiously, “Smoked inner demons? What for?”


    “For eating. It’s going to be a delicious and crispy dish,” Song Shuhang replied.


    Young Master Phoenix yer licked the corners of his mouth, and said, “Sounds interesting. Don’t forget to call me.”


    “…” Immortal Master Copper Trigram.


    He suddenly got up, and said, “You guys continue talking. I’m going to get something to eat first.”


    ??????


    Wine really was a great thing; it could be enjoyed in times of joy and also in times of sorrow. Even when you were bored and alone, you could have some.


    The batch of fine wine that Song Shuhang had exchanged from Lady Kunna was nothing short of outstanding.


    Simply looking at the ‘mental energy enhancement’ it brought, it could be inferred that this wine should be of the Seventh Stage. As it was brewed by the Dragon Network’s Will in order to allow Lady Kunna’s body to withstand its power, this wine was not only delicious, but also very intoxicating.


    Although getting drunk did induce headaches, Lady Kunna’s wine was only able to disy its magical effects after one got fully drunk from it.


    The seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group never could have imagined that the immortal wine brought by Song Shuhang would be so strong.


    Despite having only downed several sses each, most of the seniors had already gotten drunk.


    The banquet table was pushed to the side, revealing an open space in the middle.


    Fairy Dongfang Six, who was barefooted, leaped there, and started performing the ?Bewitching Dance?, whose terrifying power quickly affected the audience.


    Fortunately, Fairy Dongfang Six still maintained some sense of sobriety, and she did not use the offensive forms of the ?Bewitching Dance?. Otherwise, it was likely that many of the members’ means of resurrection would be used today.


    Anyhow, how could there be dancing without singing?


    Having thought of this, Dharma King Creation took out his guitar in a daze, and began to y, but due to his poor condition, he couldn’t utter a single word, so he could only use his guitar to apany Fairy Dongfang Six.


    The oblivious members of the group had avoided a cmity.


    And so, Fairy Dongfang Six and Dharma King Creation led the party.


    Some people sang, some tapped to the rhythm, and some took out their instruments and yed, while some recited poetry aloud…


    While all of this was happening, Song Shuhang sat and watched everything calmly.


    “Eh? Senior Song, you aren’t drunk?” The ck-skinned Soft Feather quietly emerged from his shadow.


    “While wine is good, it’s better when apanied by food.” Song Shuhang suddenly got up andughed. “It’s time to show off some of my skills..”