Chapter 1797 - Don’t shake me, I’m going to cry until dawn

Chapter 1797: Don’t shake me, I’m going to cry until dawn

If it were an ordinary person who had jumped with too much force, the only outcome would be that they would hit the wall headfirst and be in for quite some pain.

However, it was different for cultivators, especially for those above the Fifth Stage. Even if they jumped too fiercely, they would still have ways to manage themselves.

Song Shuhang quickly adjusted his posture in mid-air. He tucked and turned, and after flipping himself upside-down, he finally assumed a landing posture with one leg facing towards the partition wall of the ninth floor.

He was considered an Eighth Stage cultivator, so when heading to the ninth floor, he should encounter a wall that would prevent him from moving up. As such, he planned on making use of that invisible wall to land beautifully.

But then… The invisible wall that was supposed to be there was, in fact, not there.

Song Shuhang’s figure passed through the partition wall between the eighth and ninth floor, reaching the ninth floor.

Soft Feather blinked. “Senior Song went through.”

Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue pinched his chin. He’d tried getting past the partition wall between the eighth and ninth floor, but there was an invisible wall that blocked him and confined him to the eighth floor.

Everyone’s eyes fell on Song Shuhang once again.

He was a genuine Sixth Stage cultivator and a fake Eighth Stage Profound Sage, so why could he enter the ninth floor without hindrance?

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber speculated, “Could it be because little friend Song Shuhang has shown his divinity thrice? And adding them together, he’s rounded up to the Ninth Stage?”

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator couldn’t help but say, “Does your family round things up based on the number three?”

Soft Feather guessed, “Could it be because of the series of actions Senior Song did just now?”

The teen-looking Immortal Master Copper Trigram said, “There’s a pretty good chance of that being the case. I’ll try it out!”

After saying that, Immortal Master Copper Trigram, as per his memory, went to the position where Song Shuhang had been standing on the eighth floor.

“Now, the height, posture, strength, and angle…” Immortal Master Copper Trigram rewound his memory to the moment when Song Shuhang jumped.

Then, he jumped up and copied Song Shuhang’s movements. He adjusted his posture in mid-air, tucked and turned, and finally extended his leg towards the ninth floor.

Doudou said regretfully, “What a pity. Copper Trigram is now using a teenager’s appearance. Otherwise, we could have taken this opportunity to determine his gender.”

Young Master Phoenix Slayer patted Doudou on the head. “I told you that female cultivators have special means to prevent exposure.”

“Is Copper Trigram a female cultivator?” Doudou rolled his eyes.

Young Master Phoenix Slayer: “…”

“Bang!”

Copper Trigram bumped into the invisible wall, flipped around helplessly, and then landed.

He shook his head and said, “Nope, it didn’t work.”

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber said, “It doesn’t seem to be due to his series of actions. Shuhang, how did you get in?”

Song Shuhang shook his head in confusion.

He also had no idea how he entered the ninth floor.

In terms of strength, he was at the Sixth Stage. And in terms of titles, he had only reached the Eighth Stage.

Could it be that he had a treasure on his body that caused the Throne of Wealth Distribution to mistake him for a Ninth Stage cultivator?

Was it the virtuous lamia?

The Inner World?

Or his Dragon Network Administrator Authority in the Black Dragon World?

It seemed that each was equally possible, but it also seemed that none of them were enough for him to be judged as a Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcender.

Soft Feather said, “Senior Song, what good things are on the ninth floor? Can you go around and take a look?”

Song Shuhang said, “Actually, it’s useless for me to be here… I already used up my chance to take a treasure on the eighth floor.”

Although Senior Turtle and Pavilion Master Chu could take a treasure from the ninth floor, these two could enter the ninth floor on their own, so it didn’t matter whether or not Song Shuhang could enter as well.

However, since he was already here, he decided to look around.

Song Shuhang strolled around the ninth floor.

[Have you found the next volume?] asked Scholar Drunken House through sound transmission.

Song Shuhang replied, “I really did find it.”

Just as Scholar Drunken Heaven had guessed, the ❮Divine Weapon Appraisal❯ had been disassembled into three volumes and placed on the third, sixth, and ninth floors. One only had a single chance to take a treasure, but three chances had to be used up just to get this set. It was especially troublesome.

If you weren’t able to collect the entire set, you wouldn’t be able to see its full effects. It was nearly useless to just take the first and second volumes.

It wasn’t only the ❮Divine Weapon Appraisal❯, either. Song Shuhang found that there were a lot of final volumes, with some even being the fifth of a set, on the ninth floor.

Knowledge was power, and it was priceless… This was an undeniable truth.

The other natural treasures, medicines, and magical treasures were kept together. For example, Chu Chu’s set of kitchenware was a set on the second floor that could be acquired using the single chance one got.

It was only some cultivation techniques, skills, and strange booklets that were kept separately.

“Hopefully, it wasn’t a trap.” Song Shuhang silently thought to himself.

He opened the Inner World and summoned Senior Turtle.

“Senior Turtle, can you do me a favor?” Song Shuhang said. “Do you see this ❮Divine Weapon Appraisal❯?”

Senior Turtle said, “Mm-hm, I see it. ❮Divine Weapon Appraisal❯…This thing, I remember having a hard time copying it in the past. You know, when I was in my turtle form, it was very difficult to copy things.”

Song Shuhang: “???”

Song Shuhang: “!!!”

His mind was shaken, and his will completely collapsed.

He only had a single thought in mind right now: he wanted to facepalm and cry.

He had already imagined many conclusions. The worst of which was that the ❮Divine Weapon Appraisal❯ was mere garbage content.

He had already prepared for the worst.

But he had not expected that this was a copy made by Senior Turtle.

Why did he even need to pick it up?

If he really wanted it, couldn’t he have just asked Senior Turtle to tell him what was written inside?!

While he was in thought, without him noticing, Senior Turtle had appeared right beside the last volume of the ❮Divine Weapon Appraisal❯. It stretched out its forelimbs, fished it out, and took the booklet.

Senior Turtle said softly, “It really makes me miss those times. This handwriting, this content, it reminds me of my fleeting youth.”

Song Shuhang said, “Wait, Senior Turtle. Ah, crap… It’s too late.”

It was over. Senior Turtle’s opportunity to collect a treasure was already used. It was wasted on a booklet it had written in the past!

Song Shuhang’s heart ached.

Every opportunity to get a treasure was akin to making free money.

The treasures above the eighth floor in the Throne of Wealth Distribution were all top-tier treasures.

Just how much money had he lost this time?

I’m afraid I won’t be able to fall asleep tonight.

Senior Turtle asked doubtfully, “What’s the matter? Why does your face look like someone died?” It waved its forelimbs and threw the booklet in its hand over to Song Shuhang.

“Losing so much money really makes my heart ache.” Song Shuhang said, “By the way, when did you copy down these booklets, Senior Turtle?”

Senior Turtle said, “It was a very long time ago. I remember that it should have been back in the era of the Ancient Heavenly City…”

Song Shuhang pointed to the text on the ❮Divine Weapon Appraisal❯ and asked, “Then, what about its content?”

“Oh, that was taught by a friend of my master,” Senior Turtle replied. “Back then, I copied down a lot of things. Eventually, my handwriting got better and better. The characters in these books are crooked and ugly, so it should belong to the earlier copies I made.”

Song Shuhang stared blankly at the three booklets and shed tears of regret.