少妇人妻互换不带套

“Wait, didn’t Su Kongyun return to Spirit River Su Clan? Why is he here in the Jiangnan Area? Could he have run away from home again?” Song Shuhang pondered.

While lost in thought, Su Kongyun made a hand seal and guided the door-sized flying sword closer to Song Shuhang’s position.

When Su Kongyun spotted the magical carpet beneath Profound Sage Tyrannical Song, his eyes lit up. “Could it be another Eighth Stage magical treasure? I really want to touch it. Its soft texture must feel much better than the rigid door panel from before.”

Moreover, the legends were true! Sage Monarchs and Tribulation Transcenders could sense mentions of their names. Just as he suspected! When he was talking with his two companions about ‘Profound Sage Tyrannical Song,’ the Sage must have sensed it and decided to appear before them! He even manifested as Su Kongyun had described—bathed in lightning with an air of dominance. This only elevated Profound Sage Tyrannical Song’s image in Su Kongyun’s mind.

As the door-sized flying sword arrived in front of Song Shuhang, Su Kongyun and his two companions greeted him simultaneously, “We greet Sage Monarch Tyrannical Song.”

This time, Profound Sage Tyrannical Song appeared less youthful and exuded a greater air of dignity—perhaps due to the absence of Su Clan’s Sixteen, but Su Kongyun felt the pressure coming from Profound Sage Tyrannical Song was several times stronger than before.

“Kongyun, did you sneak out of Spirit River Su Clan again?” Song Shuhang sat in the middle of the magic carpet—his left was Chu Chu, and his right was Lady Onion.

Chu Chu and Lady Onion acted like protective barriers, giving Song Shuhang a sense of security.

Su Kongyun hastily waved his hands and explained, “No, no. This time, I left through the main entrance of Spirit River Su Clan on an official mission. I was tasked with delivering an invitation to Senior Song.”

He then retrieved a small bottle, took out an invitation card from it, and sent it to Song Shuhang through the air.

The little cultivator and little fairy behind him eyed the small bottle with envy. The magical treasure Su Kongyun had just taken out resembled a size-reducing pouch and was a gift from Senior Tyrannical Song.

Song Shuhang extended his hand and used invisible psychic energy to accept the invitation.

“So, it’s an invitation to the Spirit River Su Clan’s Annual Meeting,” Song Shuhang said with a smile. He had guessed as much when Su Kongyun mentioned he was delivering an invitation.

Song Shuhang stored the invitation in his magical bracelet and nodded, asking, “Do you have any other tasks?”

Su Kongyun nodded and replied, “I have another invitation for Immortal Fairy Biexue. However, I haven’t been able to contact her recently, and her whereabouts are unknown.”

He had planned to give the invitation to Profound Sage Tyrannical Song and then call Su Clan’s Seven to inquire about Immortal Fairy Biexue’s current location.

“What a coincidence,” Song Shuhang said with an effort to maintain a gentle smile. He sensed that the little cultivator and little fairy behind Su Kongyun were like timid sparrows encountering an old eagle. To avoid frightening the children, Song Shuhang tried to appear as approachable and kind as possible.

Song Shuhang suggested, “I’m about to meet Immortal Fairy Biexue. How about you join us?”

“Really? Thank you, Senior Tyrannical Song!” Su Kongyun couldn’t hide his excitement. His flying magical treasure would undoubtedly lag behind if they joined Senior Tyrannical Song, right?

Song Shuhang raised an eyebrow. “You’re interested in that?”

It was the most eye-catching treasure among the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Combined Magical Treasures. The golden dragon beast pulling the chariot, the opulent chariot itself, and the aura of an Eighth Stage magical treasure all combined to make it remarkable.

Su Kongyun, along with the two companions, hopped onto the chariot without delay.

Once the trio was settled, Song Shuhang inquired, “Are these two young fellow cultivators also members of the Spirit River Su Clan?”

Su Xiaoxiao promptly stood up. “Junior Su Xiaoxiao greets Senior Tyrannical Song.” They had neglected introductions earlier due to Profound Sage Tyrannical Song’s imposing presence.

“Junior Su Ni greets Senior Tyrannical Song,” the little cultivator followed through.

Song Shuhang nodded in acknowledgment.

He then extended his hand and, with a gesture, two saber lights appeared at his fingertips, landing in the hands of Su Xiaoxiao and Su Ni.

These short sabers looked like wood but weren’t, and they appeared golden but weren’t. They were crafted from a formidable material and appeared to be unrefined. Nevertheless, they were already superior to the magical swords and sabers they possessed.

However, the real treasure lay not in the short sabers themselves but in the Sage Seal imprint and the powerful strand of saber intent contained within.

Song Shuhang explained with a smile, “As we’re meeting for the first time, I’d like to gift these two wooden sabers to you to ensure your safety. They contain a strand of my saber intent and can protect you in times of danger.”

These were precisely the Sage Seal wooden sabers he had recently made, albeit with only one of his Sage Seals imprinted on each. Additionally, he’d sealed a strand of saber intent into each saber.

Song Shuhang continued, “They’re yours now.”

The two young fellow cultivators expressed their gratitude, saying, “Thank you, Senior Tyrannical Song!”

They found Profound Sage Tyrannical Song to be as generous as Senior Brother Su Kongyun had described. He was a rare wealthy senior among the Profound Sages.

Su Kongyun looked expectantly at Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang chuckled and produced two more identical treasured sabers before tossing them to Su Kongyun. “One for you, and one to give to Sixteen when the time comes during the Spirit River Su Clan Annual Meeting.” This way, he could lock onto the coordinates and traverse space directly.