The only Chu Family that Song Shuhang knew was the one he had helped during the battle on the Grievance Settling Platform. If a severely injured disciple of the Chu Family was looking for him… was it possible that something bad had happened to their clan?

Under normal circumstances, now that their ancestor of the Fifth Stage Golden Core Realm had come out of secluded meditation, personally taking command of the family after his wound had gotten better, small nearby sects like the Illusory Sword School should be unable to pose any threat to them.

Thereupon, Song Shuhang asked, “Where is that injured disciple now?”

“I brought him to a hospital in the Jiangnan area. His injury was rather heavy, and it’s possible he might require surgery. The problem is that I didn’t have much money with me this time, and it was not enough to cover the cost of the surgery,” the Western monk said honestly.

“…” Song Shuhang said, “Alright. Great Master, wait for a moment. We’ll go to see that disciple of the Chu Family in a while. As for the cost of the surgery, I have some extra cash, so it’s not a problem. Right, in which hospital room is that disciple now?”

If possible, he wanted to move that disciple of the Chu Family to Jiangnan University Town, asking Senior Seven Lives Talisman to take care of him. After all, Senior Seven Lives Talisman was now the doctor at this university.

The Western monk told Song Shuhang in which room that disciple of the Chu Family was staying.

Song Shuhang stretched out his hand, and gently patted Little Cai, who was standing on his shoulder. The monster bird nodded, and flapped her wings, heading toward the hospital room.

Unless that disciple of the Chu Family carelessly got into a traffic accident, the source of the injury should probably be a cultivator. Therefore, Song Shuhang decided to send over Little Cai first so that she could keep an eye on that disciple.

“Classmate Shi!” At this time, Tubo ran beside Loli Shi, and asked, “Classmate Shi, do you have any plans to accept a disciple?”

Shi tilted her head and blinked her eyes in puzzlement.

“How about receiving me as your disciple?” Tubo patted his chest, and said, “I have a strong body and can endure hardships. I’m definitely someone that can learn martial arts well!”

“No,” Shi rejected him immediately, and said, “You’re too old.”

Tubo had tears in his eyes. “I’m only 18 years old!” Someone that was only 18 years old was still rather young, no?

Song Shuhang smiled, and patted Shi’s head. “Shi, Tubo might not be able to withstand such a blow.”

Shi blinked her eyes, and said to Tubo, “I’m sorry. You aren’t that old, but I also have yet to complete my apprenticeship, and I’m unqualified to accept disciples.”

Tears kept streaming down Tubo’s face. If he wasn’t that old, how old was he exactly?

Gao Moumou likewise smiled, and said to Tubo, “Stop causing a fuss. One has to practice martial arts since they are young. Therefore, you indeed missed the best period to practice, Tubo.”

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Song Shuhang brought his roommates to a nearby restaurant so that they could have a meal, and bid them farewell, heading toward the hospital along with the Western monk.

After finding a deserted place, Ye Si took out her flight-type magical treasure, and carried Song Shuhang and the Western monk high in the sky.

Song Shuhang asked, “Great Master, did that disciple say anything else aside from the fact that he was looking for me?”

The Western monk shook his head, and said, “When I saw that benefactor, he was already severely injured. He didn’t say much aside from the fact that he had come to the Jiangnan area because he was looking for ‘little friend Song Shuhang’.”

“In that case, was his injury the result of an accident, or was it the doing of a cultivator?” Song Shuhang asked.

The Western monk replied, “The cause of the injury was sword qi.”

Sure enough, the disciple was hurt by another cultivator.

“If that’s the case, it seems that the Chu Family is in trouble again.” Song Shuhang sighed. The Chu Family surely was going through troubled times as of late.

After they managed, with great difficulty, to take care of the Illusory Sword School, they ended up in trouble again.

But, what influence was targeting the Chu Family this time?

The Illusory Sword School had already disappeared, and the other nearby influences were just small sects unable to pose any threat to the ancestor of the Chu Family, a cultivator of the Fifth Stage.

Was it the doing of the sea urchin warriors…?

The last time, when the Chu Family and the Illusory Sword School were fighting on the Grievance Settling Platform, the sea urchin warriors had also taken action.

Very soon, Ye Si’s life-bound golden book brought Song Shuhang and the Western monk to the airspace of that hospital.

Below, after the monster bird Little Cai saw Song Shuhang, she flew upward and finally sat on his shoulder.

“Little Cai, did you see any suspicious person approaching this place?” Song Shuhang asked.

“No, only the nurse came in to change the bandages,” Little Cai replied.

“In that case, let’s land first,” Song Shuhang said.

The golden book slowly descended alongside the two people above.

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In the meantime.

On the Spirit Butterfly Island, in a grassland.

The place was filled with layers upon layers of tribulation transcending formations.

Soft Feather was currently standing amidst the formations, and was facing the heavenly tribulation of the Fourth Stage.

The heavenly tribulation of the Fourth Stage wasn’t only limited to the lightning of tribulation; there were also the fire, earth, and metal parts of the tribulation, and there was also a chance that the Inner Demon of the cultivator might manifest.

Although the heavenly tribulation was raining down nonstop, Soft Feather seemed rather relaxed.

While transcending the tribulation, she was also gently humming, “Those that are unfaithful… will die, die, die! Those that are unfilial… will die, die, die!

She was humming Dharma King Creation’s new song, ❮Seven Deaths Song❯.

Soft Feather felt that her state of mind was excellent while humming this song, which allowed her to transcend the tribulation even more easily.

Far from the grassland where Soft Feather was transcending her tribulation… Venerable Spirit Butterfly was looking at his daughter with a worried expression on his face. He felt as though someone was tugging at his heartstrings.

A nearby Thrice Reckless Mad Saber rested his chin in his hand as he comforted, “Senior Spirit Butterfly, you don’t need to be this worried. Given Soft Feather’s strength and all those formations on the ground, she will be able to transcend her tribulation without problems.”

“The one transcending the tribulation is my daughter, not yours. Of course you are not worried!” Venerable Spirit Butterfly said.

Even though there were so many formations around her, Venerable Spirit Butterfly felt that they were still not enough.

As if that wasn’t enough, not too long ago, that Su Clan’s Sixteen—whose talent was almost equal to Soft Feather’s—actually failed to transcend her tribulation. This filled Venerable Spirit Butterfly’s heart with even more anxiety.

He was so worried that he had even prepared some medicinal pills that could help heal the wounds the heavenly tribulation had caused.

Just as they were discussing, the clouds of tribulation above Soft Feather’s head condensed into a round mass.

In the next moment, the flames and lightning of tribulation rained down on Soft Feather at the same time.

Lighting and fire intertwined and fell down like rain.

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber said, “This is the last wave.”

The flame and lightning tribulation was part of the last wave of the heavenly tribulation of the Fourth Stage. Along with the flame and lightning tribulation raining down, there was a chance that the Inner Demon might manifest as well.

After surviving this last wave, one would become a cultivator of the Fourth Stage and become capable of riding a flying sword!

Venerable Spirit Butterfly became even more anxious.

While facing the flame and lightning tribulation raining down from the sky, Soft Feather wasn’t scared. To be more precise, since the very beginning up until now, she hadn’t been scared of this tribulation.

“Music!” Soft Feather suddenly snapped her fingers.

Then, the deep voice of a man was transmitted from the formations beside her. The man was screaming at the top of his lungs.

“Die, die, die, die, die, die, die!!

“Those that are unfaithful… will die, die, die! Those that are unfilial… will die, die, die! Die, die, die!”

It was Dharma King Creation’s ❮Seven Deaths Song❯. Soft Feather had recorded the song, placing it inside the formations and amplifying its volume.

Under the effects of this passionate song, Soft Feather’s strength increased even further.

“Come!” Soft Feather looked at the heavenly tribulation, and shouted, “Even if it’s the heavenly tribulation, I’ll destroy it thanks to the empowerment of Senior Creation’s song!”