《Cultivation Chat Group》Chapter 1098. Have you come to get stamped by me as well? Bam!
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Ever since he began cultivating, Song Shuhang’s learning ability increased dramatically. In the classroom, he could understand the contents of a professor’s lecture after hearing it once, and he could even quickly draw inferences from what the professor was saying.
Studying became a very simple matter for him, reaching the point that he could even sometimes do two things at once.
While listening to the professor’s lectures in the classroom, he focused his mind and began to practice the ❮True Self Meditation Scripture❯ to strengthen his mental energy.
If he was not afraid that others would disturb him, he would even practice the ❮Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Technique❯ for a while. After one class, he could circulate his true qi and have enough stamina for a week.
The class quickly ended, and everyone proceeded to have their break.
Song Shuhang chatted about all kinds of things with his roommates.
What they talked about was rather random: they talked about the latest news, recent popular games, and favorite novels. They also talked about Gao Moumou’s worries about his recent works.
As they chatted, two teenagers came in through the classroom’s door.
“Hello, is Mister Song here?” asked one of the teenagers.
The two boys were handsome in appearance. They looked to be 15-16 and had fine skin that was better than that of many girls. Both teenagers had long hair: one wore a ponytail, while the other wore a bun on top of his head.
The teenager’s voice was not loud, but it came with a special sound that caused everyone in the classroom to be able to clearly hear his voice.
“Shuhang, they’re looking for you.” Gao Moumou prodded Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang raised his head to look at the two teenagers. The two teenagers concealed their aura and appeared to be just like ordinary people, but just by looking at their style, Shuhang knew that they were cultivators. The two teenagers should be practicing a special cultivation technique to conceal their aura, or they could be wearing a certain magical treasure.
However, he seemed not to remember being acquainted with these two teenagers?
Song Shuhang stood up, and curiously asked, “Hello, why are you looking for me?”
“It’s great that we’ve found you, Seni— Mister Song,” the boy with his hair in a bun said happily. Then, he and the boy with a ponytail came to Song Shuhang’s side.
The bun-haired teen said using secret sound transmission, “Hello, Senior Song. We are disciples of the Ancient Lake Temple who have just come out of the sect to experience the world. But, we’ve heard from the temple master that the ‘Frenzied Strength Imparter’ Daoist Priest Horizon has recently grasped an even more terrifying method to impart strength, so we’ve come to the Jiangnan area to look for you, and request you to stamp us to prevent accidents.”
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Song Shuhang: “…”
Disciples of Senior True Monarch Ancient Lake Temple were able to come here so quick? Wasn’t it only this morning when the matter about Daoist Priest Horizon was raised?
Also, besides Soft Feather, this was the first time he was called “Senior”, and it felt quite weird.
“Senior Song, would it be convenient for you to stamp us now?” The ponytail-haired teen looked at Song Shuhang with shining eyes.
This Senior Song was the person mentioned by the temple master—the first Sage in a thousand years, Senior Tyrannical Song!
This was their first time being so close to such a big shot, so the two young cultivators were a little perturbed and filled with excitement.
The thought of the First Sage in a thousand years, Senior Tyrannical Song, leaving a ‘Sage Seal’ on them made them feel like those fans who were waiting to get an autograph from their idols.
“Okay.” Song Shuhang took out the Sage Seal—it was something that only cultivators could see, and ordinary people who had not cultivated wouldn’t be able to see it.
Song Shuhang asked, “Where do you want to get stamped?”
The bun-haired youth expectantly said, “Senior Song, can we get stamped on our arms?”
“Well, then stretch out your hands,” Song Shuhang said.
The communication between the two parties was done by means of ‘secret sound transmission’, so in the eyes of others, the two teenagers had come looking for Song Shuhang. After finding him, they jumped around happily as if they were fans seeing a star.
Then, Song Shuhang and the two teenagers narrowed their eyes and said nothing.
The scene was particularly weird.
Were they fans of Song Shuhang?
After all, Song Shuhang had also played a role in a movie, and it was even Brother Gao Sheng’s role.
F*ck, that’s right, Senior Brother Gao Sheng must die!
Strange, why hadn’t they thought of this recently? There seemed to be an intangible power that prevented them from thinking that “Senior Brother Gao Sheng had to die”.
While thinking about it, the crowd saw the two teenagers roll up their sleeves, exposing white and tender arms that would make many girls envious.
Then, Song Shuhang seemed to hold something, and stamped the arms of the two teenagers.
Afterward, the two cute teenagers smiled joyfully.
It was really strange!
Song Shuhang now had a lot of control over the Sage Seal. Therefore, when Shi, Little Cai, and Sixteen were stamped, they didn’t end up like the tree demon that had been sent flying.
The Sage Seal gently pressed on the arms of the two teenagers, leaving the Sage name ‘Tyrannical Song’ on them.
The two young cultivators from the Ancient Lake Temple only felt a slight cold feeling on their arms. Then, they could feel that there was a vague connection between the two of them and Senior Tyrannical Song. This was some sort of ‘energy channel’, and Senior Tyrannical Song could transfer energy to them through the Sage Seal.
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“Thank you, Seni— Mister Song.” Both teenagers bowed politely to Song Shuhang.
“You’re welcome.” Song Shuhang kept his Sage Seal and waved his hand.
“Then, Mister Song, we’ll take our leave.” The two teenagers smiled happily, got up, and then left Song Shuhang’s classroom.
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After the two teenagers left, Song Shuhang rubbed his temples.
He kept on feeling that there’d soon be a large wave of cultivators coming to him to get stamped. He shouldn’t let them come running to his school; otherwise, having cultivators look for him in his school one by one to get stamped on would affect his life very much.
In a while, he planned on going on the ‘Nine Provinces Number One Group’ to remind his seniors. If they wanted to get stamped, they’d have to wait until evening and come to Medicine Master’s building. When he got back from school, he’d stamp them all.
Gao Moumou asked, “Shuhang, what was the matter with those two boys?”
Song Shuhang sighed, and said, “They’re juniors of a friend’s family, they came here to ask for my autograph.”
“Looking for your autograph? Did they watch ❮Apocalypse War❯?” Tubo blinked. “Then, why didn’t they ask me for my autograph?”
No matter what, he had also played an important role in the movie!
“Hahahaha, Tubo, perhaps you lacked some presence in the movie?” Song Shuhang laughed.
“You just stretched out your hand and hit their arms, did you really give them an autograph?” Yangde said doubtfully.
“I just used a stamp. You might have just not seen it due to the angle.” Song Shuhang flipped his hand and brought out the ‘Sage Seal’, let his three friends have a look, and then kept the Sage Seal again.
Gao Moumou laughed, and said, “Your friend’s juniors are really interesting. They’re actually already satisfied with just a stamp.”
While they were talking, a petite figure came in through the door.
“Hello, is Student Song here?” A clear voice echoed; the voice sounded rather sweet as well.
Gao Moumou said, “Shuhang, someone’s looking for you again?”
Song Shuhang turned his head, and saw a little girl that looked 16-17 years old standing timidly at the door, her bright eyes scanning the classroom.
Song Shuhang raised his hand, and asked, “Hello, you’re looking for me?”
When the little girl saw Song Shuhang, her eyes brightened up. She then happily ran towards Song Shuhang, and said, “Big Brother Song, I finally found you!”
“Haha.” Song Shuhang smiled gently, and wondered whose disciple was looking for him to get stamped. She appeared to be just like an ordinary person, but she should just be concealing their aura.
“Which sect’s member are you?” Song Shuhang asked using the ‘secret sound transmission’.
“Which sect? Hehe, Doudou’s,” the little girl said happily.
Ugh, even Doudou referred me to someone to come and get stamped?
His stamping business was really hot right now.
“Where do you want to get stamped?” Song Shuhang asked as he brought out his Sage Seal.
“Where? I’m not too sure, anywhere is fine.” The little girl smiled sweetly.
“Well, then stretch out your hand,” Song Shuhang said.
The little girl cutely stretched out her little hand in front of Song Shuhang.
She had long fingers and looked really cute. She had short sleeves, and her small arms were exposed as soon as she stretched out her hands.
Song Shuhang reached out and raised the Sage Seal, and “bam~”, stamped her arm.
“Okay, it’s done,” Song Shuhang said.
Little girl: “!!!”
Her face showed confusion—just now, she felt that Song Shuhang had reached out and pressed something illusory against her arm, and then it seemed that something cold had stamped her hand.
She could vaguely feel that it was a seal. When she took a look, she saw that there was now a beautiful and simple pattern on her hand.
There were two equally simple words––Tyrannical Song.
“Tyrannical Song… a strange name. Hehe, Doudou, is this your new nickname?” The little girl giggled.
Song Shuhang: “Huh?”
He felt that there was something wrong with what was going on.
This little girl just said ‘Doudou, is this your new nickname’… Does she think that I’m Doudou?
How did she mistake me for him?
Wait!
F*ck, I might have done something stupid.
Song Shuhang reached out and gently pressed on the little girl’s arm, mobilizing his mental energy.
Mm-hm…
The girl was very healthy.
Also, it seemed that she had never cultivated. She was simply a very ordinary beautiful girl.
Song Shuhang looked up at the sky. “Heavens…”
It’s her, she has come…
If he didn’t guess wrong, the cute girl in front of him was the wife Doudou picked up when he was playing games online game, ‘Chu Chu’.
That beast with the Chu Chu-complex had made this cute girl cross thousands of miles to reach Jiangnan University Town and meet him.
“Chu Chu?” Song Shuhang asked.
“Mm-hm, hehe.” The little girl grinned and smiled. She had dressed differently from the usual, and she did not spoke cutely as she did online, but Doudou still recognized her!
Song Shuhang stroked his forehead.
This was awkward.
Could somebody tell him what he was supposed to do next?
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