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2339 I Want All The Adult Ones!

In the realm of Sixth Stage and beyond, a cultivator’s resurrection array had to be custom-tailored to their needs. Ordinary resurrection coins, crosses, and similar items were of no use.

The stronger a cultivator was, the more challenging it became to revive them.

And then there were beings like the horse and the fat ball at this level. Finding a suitable resurrection array in a short period of time was simply impossible.

“So, am I overthinking this?” Song Shuhang pondered while gazing intently at Senior Three-Eyed.

He had a nagging feeling that something was amiss, but at the moment, he couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

“Oh, by the way, where’s the fat ball?” Song Shuhang suddenly remembered something crucial.

The fat ball had been defeated by Senior Ma in a 2v1 battle before him and had exited the game earlier than he did.

So, where was the fat ball now?

“It took a magic treasure design and left first. Don’t worry, even though it left, the stakes are still here,” Senior Three-Eyed assured him. After saying this, he retrieved two more designs and handed them to Song Shuhang.

“Senior Three-Eyed, aren’t these your stakes?” Song Shuhang inquired. He looked puzzled.

“Due to some special circumstances, I forfeited shortly after entering the bet. As a result of my forfeiture, these three blueprints of mine will be given to you, Fellow Daoist Fat Ball, and Fellow Daoist Ma. You can choose one of the designs, and the other one is for Fellow Daoist Ma,” Senior Three-Eyed explained.

Song Shuhang examined the two remaining designs.

One was a blueprint for a planetary-type strategic magical treasure, while the other was a blueprint for a planetary-type absolute force field shield.

The fat ball had opted to take the blueprint for the super-powerful offensive magical treasure known as the Open Heavenly Eye.

Song Shuhang was left dumbfounded.

The chubby ball boss was already formidable enough, and if it added the Open Heavenly Eye attack from the big-eyed planet boss, it would leave no chance for this helpless creature to survive.

“Oh well, I wouldn’t be able to create this thing even if you gave me the blueprint,” Song Shuhang nonchalantly selected the blueprint for the Absolute Force Field Shield.

“Then we’ll just have to wait for Fellow Daoist Ma to come out and claim his reward,” Senior Three-Eyed stated with a smile. Despite losing the bet, he appeared to be in high spirits.

The bright sunlight in the sky was a testament to Senior Three-Eyed’s happiness.

“Could it be, as the fat ball boss suspected, that Senior Three-Eyed made a deal with Senior Ma during the gambling game and obtained what he wanted?” Song Shuhang mused to himself.

“Heehee!” At that moment, the horse beside him also awakened. It was the ultimate winner.

When it woke up, the light of the gambling ritual shone upon it.

There was also a Spatial Authority Seed, a memory crystal containing information about the Scholarly Sage’s magical treasure, the Scholarly Scripture, another memory crystal containing information about the missing parts of the ball, and the Paragon Rune of the horse.

On the side, the three-eyed youth handed the last blueprint for the planet-level strategic magical treasure to the horse.

The horse nodded, and all the winnings from the bet floated in front of it and revolved around it like satellites.

Then, it squinted its eyes and looked at Song Shuhang.

“Do you want it? Do you want it? Do you want it?” Its horse-like face seemed to be able to speak, as if it were inscribed with the words “Do you want it?”

Song Shuhang finally understood how the top big shots of the universe felt when they saw his face. In their eyes, his face resembled Senior Ma’s, as if it had words etched onto it.

“Horse, I want information about the Confucian Classics,” Song Shuhang handed over the design in his hand. “In exchange, I don’t need the design. Let’s make the trade!”

After all, the Confucian Classics was of utmost importance to Fairy Creation.

“You’re still too inexperienced, young man,” Senior Ma said in fluent English. This time, it wasn’t Bai’s voice, but lines from a European movie.

The actor had always been learning and improving, never falling behind the times. It was evident that he had picked up this technique from Song Shuhang’s virtuous lamia.

“Only children make multiple-choice questions. I want all the adult ones!” he declared once more.

Song Shuhang was left speechless.

The horse stood up and let out a long howl.

At that moment, Lady Onion retrieved a green onion sprout from Song Shuhang’s pocket and translated, “Senior, what it means is, repeat after me. It wants you to recite its lines.”

Song Shuhang replied, “No, there’s no need. It’s too embarrassing.”

The horse chuckled and turned to leave. All the treasures revolved around him as he departed.

“Wait, wait, Senior. I was just putting on a show. I’m not actually shy. I’ll recite it right away,” Song Shuhang hastily called out.

After all, he had a thick skin.

He could put on a façade when necessary, but he knew when to let it go.

Senior Three-Eyed held a teacup in his hands and took a sip. He looked quite pleased.

The wicked sometimes need to be met with wickedness.

Someone as shameless as Tyrannical Song occasionally required some dramatic flair.

“Only children make multiple-choice questions. I want all the adult ones!” Song Shuhang imitated the horse’s tone and recited the line.

In reality, his acting skills were quite impressive. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to bring the detestable Senior Brother Gao Sheng to life.

The horse blinked and nodded in satisfaction.

It extended a hoof and patted the treasure beside it.

Except for the rune, all the other treasures from the bet flew over to Song Shuhang’s side and landed in his hand.

Memories of the “Confucian Classics,” design blueprints, and even the spatial authority seed that had condensed from the fat ball’s spatial authority for a month.

The horse stood up while adopting a knowing pose.

Then, its body dissipated and transformed back into a pony model.

The eyeball butler picked up the pony model, wiped it clean, and returned it to the three-eyed youth.

At the same time, it congratulated Song Shuhang, saying, “Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song. You’ve become the ultimate winner! Quite the contrast to a certain three-eyed individual who was eliminated from the game as soon as he entered.”

“Thank you,” Lady Onion accepted the congratulations on behalf of Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang was at a loss for words.

“Furthermore, Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song, when the fat ball left just now, it seemed as though he wanted to hide outside the Throne of Wealth and ambush you. So, before you leave the Throne of Wealth, why not try fusing with that spatial authority seed and see if you can awaken a small spatial talent? Perhaps you can use it to safeguard your virtue in the hands of the fat ball,” the eyeball butler reminded.

“The fat ball really doesn’t give up.” Song Shuhang sighed.

“If it were me, I wouldn’t give up either,” Senior Three-Eyed said cheerfully. “However, it has temporarily lost its spatial authority, so your chances of escaping will be much higher.”

Song Shuhang remarked, “A fat ball without spatial abilities. Hehehe.”

“But I must caution you. Although it has lost its spatial authority, some of the spatial sealing formations and spells may still be effective. Don’t be careless,” Senior Three-Eyed warned him.

He was in a good mood, which was why he offered this reminder to Song Shuhang to prevent any mishaps.