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Chapter 2021: The longest road I’ve walked

Translator: GodBrandy

Song Shuhang’s hair fluttered in the wind, his mind in disarray.

At this moment, he realized that one of the reasons for the triggering of this hidden plot was his long hair!

It was likely that his long hair, along with some other factors he was currently unclear of, had triggered this new plot.

Now that he had figured out the cause, things had become a lot easier for him to resolve.

Song Shuhang reached out, and the Tyrant Cuttlefish’s Twin Blades from the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Combined Magical Treasure appeared in his hands. He then raised the twin blades and cut his hair.

His long hair was cut and shortened.

Seeing this, Song Shuhang nodded with satisfaction.

Without his long hair, this hidden plot should no longer be triggered.

Song Shuhang raised the twin blades and waited for the young man to appear again.

At the same time, he began to analyze the content of the hidden plot in his mind.

He felt that this new plot, in the timeline, must come after the part where the young man had spoken about waiting until Little White’s hair had grown until his waist.

Moreover, it seemed that the young man in green robes had accidentally angered Little White. Because of this, he did not approach Little White immediately when he appeared, and instead performed some fist techniques while keeping some distance. Then, before Little White lost his temper, he would finish his performance and leave.

Another thing to take note of was that Little White’s hair was growing.

Regardless of whether Little White’s long hair would reach his waist or not, it was indisputable that Little White was serious about growing his hair longer.

The corners of Song Shuhang’s mouth curled up as he felt as if he had grasped another part of Senior White’s dark history.

“Jingle~” While he was in thought, the jingling of a bell came from afar.

This time, the young man in green robes had reappeared at a faster pace.

The young man who reduced him to tears multiple times would always reappear after a similar interval of time.

Song Shuhang turned his head and looked in the direction the jingling was coming.

A man and a white horse appeared in his field of vision, but this time, the young man was no more.

He had grown up.

He was still handsome, and his appearance was rather similar to the current Senior White.

“Little White, you’ve cut your hair,” said the grown-up version of the young man in green robes. His voice was now deeper than before.

Song Shuhang raised his head and looked at the sky, speechless.

Previously, his long hair triggered hidden plot 2. After cutting his long hair, he ended up triggering hidden plot 3.

He just wanted to see the original young man in green robes!

Song Shuhang jumped up and stepped on a black lotus. The ?Virtuous Man’s Ten Thousand Mile Walk? was pushed to the limit.

At the same time, with a flick of his left hand, the left blade of the Tyrant Cuttlefish’s Twin Blades shot out.

Moonlight Saber Control!

The treasured saber turned into a beam of moonlight, slashing at the young man in green robes.

Shuhang then twirled his right wrist, and raging flames blazed on his blade. A powerful saber intent condensed; it was the Heaven Burning Flaming Saber Technique.

“Hahaha, Little White, you’re still the same as before.” The young man in green robes laughed.

Then he reached out and brought out a longsword.

Sword light flashed and blocked the Moonlight Saber Control.

“Go!” At the same time, another sword flew out from the young man’s waist, turning into a colorful sword light that shot toward Song Shuhang.

He used a sword technique to deal with Song Shuhang’s saber controlling technique, and then a sword controlling technique to fend off Song Shuhang’s Heaven Burning Flaming Saber Technique.

A man and his sword against a treasured saber.

A man and his saber against a flying sword.

To keep things fair, Song Shuhang had to start using the ?Savage Saber?.

It was the saber controlling technique that Senior Eternal Fire had prepared for him.

He was learning it while he was using it.

Song Shuhang’s talent in the saber was indeed outstanding.

Some of the seniors had already commented on this quality of his in the past.

If talent in saber techniques were to be quantified, then ordinary geniuses who were talented in the saber path would have something along these lines: sword talent 1, saber talent 9—and some of the more extreme ones might have sword talent 0, saber talent 10.

However, Song Shuhang’s talent points were distributed in such a way that his sword talent was at -10, and his saber talent was at 20.

Anyway, while learning the saber technique, he was still able to keep up with the young man in green robes. But there was also a chance that the young man in green robes was just going along with him.

It was unknown how long the fight lasted, but Song Shuhang devoted himself to the battle wholeheartedly, obsessed with practicing the ?Savage Saber?.

Before he knew it, he performed the entire set of ?Savage Saber?, from beginning to end.

The young man in green robes said, “Not bad, Little White.”

After that, he pulled away.

“Neigh~” A familiar sound rang in Song Shuhang’s ears.

Then, a horse’s hoof stomped on him, knocking him to the ground.

Song Shuhang’s face was buried in the sand.

“Hahahaha.” The young man in green robes crouched beside Song Shuhang, reaching out and poking him.

Song Shuhang wanted to look up, but the young man pressed his hand on his head, pushing his face deeper into the sand.

How could someone be so mean?

The ugliness of human nature was revealed at this moment!

The young man in green robes suddenly said, “Little White, why do you think people die?”

Song Shuhang: “???”

Shuhang kept his head buried in the sand, waiting for the plot to unfold.

The young man in green robes continued, “Even if you are a cultivator, if you are killed, you die.”

The young man in green robes suddenly said, “Oh, time’s up”

Then, he got up and jumped back onto the white horse.

The white horse ran away and disappeared far into the distance.

Song Shuhang looked confused.

Song Shuhang raised his head to look at the sky. “I waited for so long, but you did not show me a proper ending.”

“I haven’t finished making up the following story.” At this moment, a high-pitched voice sounded in Song Shuhang’s ear.

Song Shuhang turned his head and saw that “Little White” was sitting in the desert while hugging his knees. He was holding a branch and drawing in the sand.

“Little White?” Song Shuhang stared at the young Senior White.

“I’m Senior White.” Little White threw away the branch and clapped his hands in satisfaction. “I’ll let you see the rest of the plot after I finish editing it.”

“…” The corner of Song Shuhang’s mouth twitched. “Wait, Senior White, then what about the previous hidden plots 2 and 3?”

“Hm? Oh, I made them up just now,” said White with a nod. “I made them one scene at a time according to your fantasies.”