Chapter 267: A masked thief? Or is it an a.s.sa.s.sin?

Translator: G.o.dBrandy Editor: Kurisu

In the afternoon, 3:30 PM.

Soft Feather said goodbye to Mama Song and prepared to leave. She was heading to her friend’s family.

Mama Song was a bit sad to let her go. "Yu Rouzi, you can come here whenever you’re free!"

Song Shuhang pushed the door open and prepared to see Soft Feather out.

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Once they were downstairs, Song Shuhang asked, "Soft Feather, how are you planning to reach your friend’s family?"

Song Shuhang remembered that Soft Feather couldn’t ride a flying sword yet. Then, was she planning to reach that place by train, car, or plane?

"I’ll go by train. There is a stop just outside the small town where their family is located. I’ll just need to walk a bit before arriving there!" Soft Feather laughed. "Senior, you don’t need to worry. I’ve already learned how to buy tickets; there won’t be any problem!"

"Then, I’ll accompany you to the train station," Song Shuhang said. There was a little bit of distance between his house and the train station.

"Good!" Soft Feather nodded.

"Em… is an electric scooter fine?" Song Shuhang asked, somewhat embarra.s.sed.

Papa Song had taken the car to go to work, and the tractor he had used to come here was destroyed some time ago! Well, even if the hand-guided tractor was still intact, he had no intention of using it to drive Soft Feather to the train station!

"An electric scooter? I’ve heard of it, I will ride it with pleasure!" Soft Feather suddenly got excited.

Song Shuhang felt that it was very easy to make Soft Feather laugh or become happy. She was very lively and was always in a good mood.

Soon after, when Song Shuhang took out the womanly electric scooter, Soft Feather asked, "Senior Song, can I drive it? Please, let me drive it!"

"Sure, but wear the safety helmet. The road leading to the train station is under tight surveillance, and if you don't wear the helmet, you’ll be scolded by the police officers." Song Shuhang gave her the safety helmet.

Speaking of which… Soft Feather wouldn’t add weird stuff to the scooter akin to Senior White’s formations to increase its speed and so on, right?

After wearing the helmet, Soft Feather sat in the front. Her legs were very long and it was rather interesting to see her ride this small scooter.

At first, Song Shuhang was planning to sit like usual with his legs spread apart, but after seeing that the person in front was Soft Feather, he heaved a sigh and decided to sit like girls, with both legs dangling on one side.

After all, willpower alone wasn’t enough to control certain natural reactions...

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In the end, Soft Feather didn’t add any formation to increase the speed of the electric scooter. She was happy with just riding it on the road. Although there were all types of vehicles on the Spirit b.u.t.terfly Island, she could only take a stroll within the boundaries of the island. It wasn’t as exciting as riding on the main road.

Unfortunately, it was very rare for Soft Feather not to act unreasonably. However, there was a limit to how reckless you could be with an electric scooter.

But along the way, the electric scooter suddenly started to slow down; it was out of power.

"Eh? Senior, what’s happening?" Soft Feather looked at the electric scooter, her expression confused. Although she was twisting the handle to accelerate it, its speed was still getting slower and slower.

"Is it out of power?" Song Shuhang shot a glance and discovered that it was really out of power.

It seemed that Mama Song forgot to recharge it after the last time she used it—Mama Song didn’t have a driving license. She tried to get it for three years but kept failing. Therefore, she decided not to take the test anymore out of spite.

"It’s out of power? What do we do now?" Soft Feather was worried. She was so happy to ride this scooter, but now, it was out of power.

"Fear not!" Song Shuhang thought of a small technique in his possession and said, "I have the battery charging technique!"

Although the battery charging technique was used to recharge mobile phones and laptops, it should still work on an electric scooter. However, it was unknown how many time you would need to use it to recharge an electric scooter completely...

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The answer was—thirty times!

One use of the battery charging technique was enough to charge a mobile phone completely, and a large amount of its extra energy was wasted. Therefore, both phones and laptops could be fully charged after only one use.

The battery charging technique didn’t consume too much qi and blood energy, but after using it thirty times, Song Shuhang’s face was a bit pale. If he hadn’t already opened his Nose Aperture, he would have had to take a portion of the energy of the ghost spirit.

"Senior, you even know how to use the battery charging technique? Senior Thrice Reckless uploaded this technique on the group s.p.a.ce a long time ago. But after taking a look, I discovered that it was too troublesome to learn and gave up." Soft Feather secretly stuck out her tongue and added, "Since it’s fully charged, let’s go!"

"Let’s go then!" Song Shuhang was slightly panting as he sat in the rear seat once more.

The electric scooter started to operate once again; this time, it was fully charged.

Soft Feather’s melodious laughter echoed again.

On the road, Song Shuhang felt that there was something amiss— Wait, I fully charged it?

d.a.m.n, why the h.e.l.l did I waste time to fully charge it? Charging half of the battery should have been more than enough to let me return home...

Is there something wrong with my head today?

After arriving at the train station, Song Shuhang accompanied Soft Feather to buy the train tickets. After seeing that she entered the waiting room, he was finally free from worries and left.

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At dinner, Song Shuhang kept performing his two roles. First, he ate the dinner as Song Shuhang. Afterward, he went to this room, changed into Venerable White’s appearance, and returned to the table again to eat the second meal.

Soft Feather temporarily lent him that brooch that could change one’s appearance. Luckily, Song Shuhang’s appet.i.te had increased after all that practice. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to eat two large bowls of rice!

Anyway, this evening, mom was looking strangely at ‘Venerable White’. Did she notice something amiss?

Fortunately, Senior White’s meditation will end tomorrow. At the time, we’ll eat together and mom won’t suspect anything, Song Shuhang thought to himself.

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Spirit b.u.t.terfly Island.

Venerable Spirit b.u.t.terfly was sipping some Spirit Green Tea. His beloved daughter directly prepared these tea leaves. Although there were some problems with these tea leaves, they weren’t enough to affect him who had reached the Spiritual Venerable Realm. This is how he had decided to dispose of these tea leaves prepared by his daughter.

At this time, a multicolored b.u.t.terfly arrived in front of Venerable Spirit b.u.t.terfly and magically changed into a girl with colorful clothes. She was a monster b.u.t.terfly that had condensed a monster core and could a.s.sume a human form.

The girl with colorful clothes said with a smile, "Teacher, senior brother just called. Your daughter left the home of fellow daoist Song Shuhang and successfully took the train."

"Oh, she left already! I see, tell Jianyi to keep protecting Soft Feather in secret." Venerable Spirit b.u.t.terfly calmly nodded—then, he slowly sheathed his flying sword.

If his beloved daughter was planning to pa.s.s the night in the house of a man… hehehe!

After seeing the flying sword in the hands of her teacher, the corner of the mouth of the girl with colorful clothes twitched.

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Night was falling.

Song Shuhang was holding the enlightenment stone and meditating. He was training his mental energy.

Lady Onion had completely taken root on the enlightenment stone, and a tender sprout had started to grow on it, green and very pleasing to the eye.

Song Shuhang was thinking of having Lady Onion hand over the Buddhist Roaring Lion’s Technique—after all, she was planning to steal his enlightenment stone. After failing, she had to suffer the consequences!

It was unknown if it was because she couldn’t or didn’t want to talk, but after taking root on the enlightenment stone, no matter what Song Shuhang asked, she would just shake a bit and stay silent.

Was it possible that she had turned into a normal onion spirit after losing her body?

Late at night, silence reigned supreme.

Song Shuhang could feel the strange energy of the enlightenment stone continuously flowing inside his body. At this time, it had already started to weaken the bottleneck of the Ear Aperture.

After a few days of practice, his Ear Aperture should be full of qi and blood. At the time, he would be able to break through easily.

But that wasn’t all… Song Shuhang felt that even his mental energy was affected by this strange power.

This strength wasn’t merging with his mental energy but was instead ‘stimulating’ it, making it stronger and purer.

‘The effects of this strange stone are even better than what Venerable White had mentioned. If this situation continues, I won’t need too long to open the last aperture, the Mouth Aperture. After opening all apertures, I’ll be ready to jump through the dragon gate.’ Song Shuhang slowly opened his eyes and sighed with emotion.

But just as he opened his eyes… he saw a masked figure stealthily trying to open the window of this room!

Song Shuhang’s eyes met with that of the masked man.

Is it a thief?

This guy is so arrogant! He can clearly see that I’m sitting on the bed and still awake, and yet he still dared to open the window and enter the room… is he not giving me face at all!?

He needs a good lesson.

Song Shuhang put away the enlightenment stone and used the ❮Virtuous Man’s Ten Thousand Mile Walk❯, das.h.i.+ng like lighting toward the thief. His right hand turned into dragon claws and aimed at the shoulder of the masked man.

"Dammit." The masked man cursed. However, he wasn’t scared; he raised his palm like a sword and welcomed Song Shuhang’s claw attack.

Immediately, Song Shuhang look changed—this wasn’t an ordinary thief.

When the enemy raised his palm, he felt the power of qi and blood emanating from it; this thief was a cultivator!

Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist?

Song Shuhang immediately thought of that Spiritual Emperor from the Penniless Thief Sect.

But he didn’t have too much to think right now. He used the ❮Virtuous Man’s Ten Thousand Mile Walk❯ at full strength, and his right hand bypa.s.sed the thief’s sword-like palm, directly aiming at his throat from a weird angle.

"Junior, you have some skills, but… you’re too slow!" the masked man said in a hoa.r.s.e voice. He was trying to conceal his real voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, the palm of the masked man suddenly accelerated forward.

Its trajectory didn’t change, but thanks to this sudden and extreme acceleration, it made Shuhang’s previous move completely useless—because Song Shuhang’s hand was still halfway when the sword-like palm was about to hit him!

"s.h.i.+eld!" Song Shuhang calmly said.

He used the innate skill of the ghost spirit, and a small golden s.h.i.+eld appeared in front of his chest, keeping off the sword-like palm of the masked man!

Although it wasn’t as strong as an ‘armor talisman’, this small golden s.h.i.+eld was still capable of warding off most of the attacks of cultivators of the Second Stage!

At the same time, Song Shuhang put his other hand in his pocket.

He still had one sword talisman left!

"Clang!" The sword-like palm met the small golden s.h.i.+eld head-on, sending out a metallic sound.

"Pierce!" the masked man shouted. Then, a white-colored sword light erupted from the tip of his fingers.

It was true qi!

This masked man was a cultivator of the Second Stage or even stronger.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

Cracks started to appear on the surface of the small golden s.h.i.+eld, and Shuhang’s body was sent flying by a huge force.

Song Shuhang stumbled on the bed, falling next to Senior White.

After this successful attack, the masked man chased after Song Shuhang as fast as lightning, readying his sword-like palm for a follow-up attack...