《Cultivation Chat Group》Chapter 1505. Unusual assailants
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This was Senior White’s clone taking the initiative to dissipate.
Song Shuhang held the thing that looked like a phone, weighing it in his hand. It had quite some weight to it.
With Senior White’s clone’s luck value, he actually still suffered in that secret realm? That secret realm is that terrifying? Song Shuhang thought to himself.
Although the luck value of Senior White’s clone wasn’t as heaven-defying as the actual Senior White’s, his luck value was still really high.
With that said… there should only be one reason for this.
Could it be that this time’s clone suffered the retribution of Senior White’s main body after he had been thrown as a pathfinder?
Having said that, Senior White’s clones were really amazing
It seemed that every time a clone was formed, there were always some small differences between their personalities.
There were mature and reliable ones, such as the ones that appeared in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm; there were those who sought death to an extremely high degree and those who were dedicated to seeking death by provoking the main body; there were some who had expressionless faces; there were some who were completely unreliable types, yes, like the one this time.
Nevertheless, every single one of them had Senior White’s appearance and possessed his abilities, it was only the change in character that made them seem like different individuals.
In addition, the last words of this clone just now made Song Shuhang a little concerned.
[If fate permits it, I’ll see you in the future.)
Would he get the chance to see him again?
Could it be that Senior White’s clones were actually of serial numbered character models, and every time one came out, it would have been randomly selected from that pool of characters and extracted?
Song Shuhang’s brain visualized a giant claw machine.
Its inside was filled with various kinds of Senior White characters.
Every time a Senior White’s clone was summoned, the robotic arm would randomly grab one of the characters. Then, after the clone was released, it was plugged back into the machine?
Song Shuhang said, “When I have the time, I should ask Senior white about this.”
Speaking of Senior White…
Song Shuhang looked in the restaurant, and found that the Senior White statue was gone.
Did the puppet maiden take away the Senior White statue?
“Could it be that Island Master Tian Tiankong sent someone over and picked them up?” Song Shuhang took out his phone, and opened the Nine Provinces Number One Group.
Today’s Nine Provinces Number One Group was very lively.
A message in the group would move past the screen quickly.
Thrice Reckless Mad Saber: “By the way, were you also attacked?”
Riverly Purple Mist used Medicine Master’s account to send a message. “I was with Medicine Master at the time… Both of us were attacked out of nowhere. Fortunately, Medicine Master had just refined a highly poisonous magical treasure. With this magical treasure, we were able to force the attackers back.”
Fairy Lychee: “I was also attacked out of nowhere. It was when I was going back to the sect with two of my junior sisters. But strangely, the other party only attacked my two juniors at first. It seemed that they didn’t want to have anything to do with me at all. After we killed six of them, they fled back to their aircraft and escaped. My two junior sisters were slightly injured, so I didn’t get the chance to pursue them.”
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Yellow Mountain is very tired and wants to retire: “Same here, there was a sudden attack right by my immortal cave. At that time, Zhou Li was practicing outside, and was sneak attacked by a guy who had suddenly appeared. The attackers consisted of 12 figures at the Fifth Stage. In the end, they were all beheaded by me.”
Northern River’s Loose Cultivator: “I haven’t been attacked… However, when I was heading to Sword Valley to temper the power of my life-bound sword orb, I saw a Fifth Stage loose cultivator suddenly get attacked. I was quite a bit away from him at the time, but I did sense that there were as many as 12 assailants attacking him. The Fifth Stage loose cultivator was quickly killed, and when I arrived, the assailants just glanced at me before hurrying away. Their flying magical treasure was really fast, so I didn’t get to chase them.”
Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman: “I was also attacked on the way to Western Orchid Island. However, after the attackers sent one wave of attacks, they suddenly stopped and quickly fled, the whole process was puzzling… I swear, I’m definitely going to catch those guys, then beat them up and find out what exactly they’re trying to do. F*ck, I now regret swearing to do so, damn oaths. I’d like to ask, who among you got to catch any? Can you let me know the origin of those guys so that I can finish this oath quickly?” Young Master Phoenix Slayer: “I have a few over here. I was making some dried fish when a group of six suddenly came out and attacked me. Fortunately, I reacted quickly… Otherwise, the dried fish I made would be wasted. After that, I had a hard fight with these six guys. During this period, I used ‘transforming shoals, shattering grounds’ to capture three of them. The other ones escaped. The three I got are still kicking in my bottle right now. Since Fellow Daoist Seven Lives Talisman wants them, should I mail them to you?”
Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman said, “After I go to Western Orchid Island and take an evil cultivator off the hands of little friend Song Shuhang, I’ll head to your place to fetch those assailants.”
Thrice Reckless Mad Saber said, “Hahaha, it turns out that you have all been attacked. I can rest easy now… I thought that I was the only one who got attacked out of nowhere, and I felt very upset. Now that I found out that everyone was attacked, I’ve calmed down.”
Yellow Mountain is very tired and wants to retire: “…”
Song Shuhang: “…” Judging from the description of the assailants by the seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group-these assailants targeted the Fifth Stage practitioners, and they had a very fast aircraft. And finally, all of the assailants were at or above the Fifth Stage Realm.
Song Shuhang got a very familiar feeling from all of this.
Song Shuhang asked, “Seniors, can you tell me of the appearance of the assailants?”
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Northern River’s Loose Cultivator: “Shuhang is online? Is Senior White back?”
Song Shuhang said, “He got back yesterday, but he was still in a closed up state, and was teleported by his clone. However, when I got up early this morning, the puppet maiden seemed to have taken the Senior White statue and Chu Chu, and left the restaurant. I came online to ask Senior Tian Tiankong and Senior Tian Tianwei if they had come and picked them up.”
Northern River’s Loose Cultivator: “[Pushing glasses up emoji] In other words, Senior White isn’t with you.”
Immortal Master Copper Trigram: “O”. Thrice Reckless Mad Saber: “O”. Young Master Phoenix Slayer: “” Song Shuhang: “…”
Yellow Mountain is very tired and wants to retire: “I have an attacker over here, but I have been quite heavy-handed. This attacker’s death was quite bloody, but anyway, I’ll take a photo and upload it. Should I add a mosaic before uploading it?”
Senior Yellow Mountain was always so considerate.
Thrice Reckless Mad Saber said, “No, the mosaic would make it look weird, so don’t add it anymore.”
I’m that little white crane at the edge of the Earth’s End: “Just send it.”
After a while, Senior Yellow Mountain uploaded the photo.
The attackers basically had the same appearance as humans, and their faces were quite good-looking. However, there was a rune at the center of their eyebrows, which looked like a QR code.
Immortal Master Copper Trigram: “Is that a QR code at the center of their eyebrows? Can you scan it?”
Thrice Reckless Mad Saber: “It’s useless, I scanned it and didn’t get any information.”
Song Shuhang’s mouth twitched. Senior Thrice Reckless, you really scanned it?
Afterward, he sent a message. “I’ve got some information on them… These guys are from the celestial race of the Celestial Realm. What they most like hunting for are the golden cores of practitioners and monsters at the Fifth Stage. If they can’t find any suitable targets, they could also choose to go for objects similar to golden cores, such as the blood core of an ancient witch. They really, really like golden cores. If the other party is at the Sixth Stage or above, or at the Fourth Stage or below, they don’t have any interest in them at all.” “Hunt for golden cores? There is such a race?” Fairy Lychee frowned… If this was the case, then this race and cultivators should have quite the enmity with one another. The next time they ran into them, they would definitely kill them directly, and not allow the other party to escape. Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue said, “It turns out to be the celestial race. I’ve seen descriptions of them in ancient books. The Celestial Realm has not been connected to our world for a long time. It is normal for the young members of the cultivation world not to know of them.”
Northern River’s Loose Cultivator: “The current heavens are undergoing great changes. The passages between different worlds in the universe are reconnecting, and an increasing number of troublesome matters is emerging.”
Yellow Mountain is very tired and wants to retire: “Does Senior Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue have any more detailed information about the celestial race? Like how they appear, their weaknesses, and their abilities? Everyone, send me all the information you have. I will sort it out, then share it with everyone. For now, fellow daoists at the Fifth Stage, you must be more attentive. It would be best for you to travel in groups when moving around. If you encounter anyone from the celestial race and you can kill them, then you must absolutely not let them go. They have very fast aircraft that can let them escape really quickly. You must not let them get back to their aircraft.”
“They actually dare pick golden core practitioners as hunting targets… It’s been a long time since I’ve encountered such savage guys,” Su Clan’s Seven regretfully said. “Unfortunately, I’ve already ascended to the Sixth Stage. If I had known of this earlier, I wouldn’t have ascended so quickly.”
Those at the Sixth Stage didn’t attract the celestial race.
It seemed like he would have to look for an opportunity to work together with his Fifth Stage juniors.
When the time came, his Fifth Stage juniors could draw their interest, while he hid in the dark, waiting for them to jump out so that he could make a move. That would definitely be very refreshing.
Spirit Butterfly Island’s Soft Feather: “Senior Song, you also encountered the celestial race? We’ve never been attacked on Spirit Butterfly Island. Is the celestial race strong?”
Song Shuhang replied, “Mm-hm, what I met was a large hunting party. There was a total of 51 celestials among them. 50 were at the Fifth Stage, and one was at the Sixth Stage.”
“There can also be Sixth Stage celestials in the hunting parties?” Yellow Mountain frowned. Since everyone had encountered teams at the Fifth Stage, he had subconsciously believed that the hunters were all at the Fifth Stage.
If there were also Sixth Stage Realm hunters, then the celestials’ danger level had increased by an entire realm.
Song Shuhang said, “Mm-hm, he’s locked in my private space right now. If seniors are interested in him, I could bring him out for you to try and get some information from him at that time. However, we don’t have any common languages, and I can’t communicate with him.”
Young Master Phoenix Slayer: “…”
Song Shuhang was faced with 51 celestials, and still managed to capture the Sixth Stage celestial?
Phoenix Slayer fell deep into thought.
He remembered that when he first met Song Shuhang, he was still a little newbie in the group…
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