Cultivation Chat Group Chapter 3161: 3159: Dear, hello, I am the Tyrannical Song that you desire but cannot obtain

“Um, that’s me.” Before Song Shuhang could even speak, his facial expressions had already transmitted this realization to everyone present.

Soft Feather lowered her head, her gaze unreadable. “We just parted ways with the Senior Song who was ‘approaching undying status,’ yet here we are encountering Senior Song again so quickly. It feels quite surreal.”

Future Child struggled to keep her feelings in check.

Her long hair cascaded down, masking her features and giving her a moment to compose herself.

Once ready, she intended to welcome the Senior Song who had journeyed through time and space with her most charming smile!

“I didn’t come alone; Senior White is here as well,” Song Shuhang announced.

Having achieved transcendence, he gained the ability to ferry the ‘consciousness’ of others across the currents of time and space.

Senior White, however, was a unique case.

Not only was Senior White already the Immortal Heavenly Dao, but a profound bond existed between them—they each held a portion of the other’s ‘existence.’

Because of this extraordinary connection, once Song Shuhang fixed the coordinates of a time node, Senior White could utilize Song Shuhang’s power to manifest a physical avatar.

Song Shuhang began manipulating the laws of reality, preparing to summon Senior White’s avatar into existence.

“Shuhang, is it really you?” Lady Onion, sporting her short hair, finally seemed to snap out of it and cried out with joy.

However, following her initial delight, Lady Onion suddenly bowed her head. She even took several steps back, putting distance between herself and Song Shuhang!

Song Shuhang was baffled by Lady Onion’s sudden retreat; it was a bit painful to witness.

What was she thinking?

As he wondered, Lady Onion suddenly burst into a sprint and lunged toward Song Shuhang—it appeared as though she was throwing herself into his arms.

That had to be it!

Since they hadn’t met in so long, was Lady Onion finally ready to behave like a standard monster pet and seek affection from her master?

Song Shuhang nodded, wearing a look of sudden realization.

Having learned from his past encounter with ‘young Slow-Witted Song,’ Song Shuhang suppressed his natural urge to ‘lift her high.’

Smiling, he opened his arms wide to welcome Lady Onion.

ლ(╹◡╹ლ), he was prepared to offer Lady Onion a comforting embrace and let her act a little spoiled.

“Taste my ‘green onion shoot cannon’ and die!” The short-haired Lady Onion suddenly began to whirl violently.

She spun like a drill, churning the local spiritual power into a frenzy.

Then, she slammed her head into Song Shuhang’s soft belly with immense strength!

Boom~

Lady Onion’s head struck the mark perfectly, the massive spiritual force creating a literal explosion.

In the heart of the blast, her head remained pressed against Song Shuhang, spinning with relentless ferocity!

Song Shuhang maintained his smile as he caught her, stopping her drill-like rotation with a gentle touch.

His Lady Onion’s method of acting spoiled was certainly unlike any other monster pet!

However…

Because of Lady Onion’s forceful headbutt, an image of Senior White began to ‘emerge’ from Song Shuhang’s frame.

Senior White appeared with his usual calm, saying, “We’ve arrived… Oh dear…”

Boom~~

An even more powerful explosion followed.

The moment Senior White’s avatar manifested, a gentle structural failure caused the entire Seclusion Place of Tyrannical Song to cave in.

Song Shuhang: “!!!”

Lady Onion: “!!!” Startled by Senior White’s sudden arrival, she actually reverted to her original form, turning into a simple green onion shoot.

“Why didn’t you mention Senior White was right there with you?” the green onion shoot grumbled petulantly at Song Shuhang.

“Didn’t I just say Senior White came along? You were the one who charged at me. Is that really my fault?” Song Shuhang reached out and lightly pinched Lady Onion’s tiny sprout.

Lady Onion: “…”

“Once this is settled, I’ll return your ‘consciousness’ to the year 2020,” Song Shuhang said, having understood Lady Onion’s current condition after that light squeeze.

This short-haired version of Lady Onion possessed a body belonging to the ‘Future Child’ era… but the ‘intent’ inside was from the Lady Onion who had been ‘separated’ from him back in 2020.

Only those who had attained transcendence and eternity could physically traverse the river of time.

Lady Onion’s situation mirrored that of ‘Future Child,’ having crossed through time by inhabiting the body of her counterpart from a different era.

However, the consciousness of the ‘Lady Onion’ native to this future era was missing from her body.

She wasn’t here with Tyrannical Song either.

Since the Lady Onion of this era wasn't dead, had her primordial soul been seized by someone?

If the 2020 Lady Onion hadn't taken up residence, this body would likely be comatose.

The era Future Child lived in was clearly one of great turmoil and endless catastrophes.

“Back to 2020?” Hearing this, Lady Onion looked back at Soft Feather instinctively.

She felt a sense of worry for Future Child and the others from this timeline.

“Rest easy. With Senior White and me on the case, everything will be resolved perfectly. If you find it hard to leave them, I can leave a ‘Cultivator Chat System’ mark here. That way, you can have ‘cross-time’ video calls with Future Child,” Song Shuhang promised as he picked up Lady Onion and set her on his shoulder.

“Really? Is that even possible?” Lady Onion asked, her expression full of doubt.

“I am, after all, a being who has transcended the Heavenly Dao,” Song Shuhang reminded her.

After attaining eternal transcendence, Tyrannical Song seemed capable of anything.

Cross-dimensional video chats? A simple matter!

Lady Onion nodded, though she thought to herself: [My boss has actually surpassed the Heavenly Dao, yet I still feel like he’s incredibly unreliable. What am I supposed to do?]

…

“On that note, has the Ninth Heavenly Dao failed to prove its Dao in this era?” Just then, the sounds of heavy construction echoed from behind.

The Seclusion Place, which Senior White had accidentally flattened, was being reconstructed via a spatial spell.

Senior White walked out from the ruins, looking pristine and untouched by dust.

“Senior White~ We missed you so much~” Lady Onion jumped from Song Shuhang’s shoulder and lunged into Senior White’s arms—it had been nearly a millennium since she last saw him.

Without this beacon of supreme luck to protect her, Lady Onion felt she had been unable to eat or sleep in peace.

Senior White caught her gently and gave her a comforting pat on the head.

“The Eighth Heavenly Dao, that Fat Ball, has already stepped down,” Song Shuhang noted, after scanning the state of the practitioners across the universe.

“Yes, the seat of the Ninth Heavenly Dao remains empty. That is actually why Mister Song remained in seclusion for so long… After the Eighth Heavenly Dao Fat Ball abdicated, Mister Song proved his Dao through the ‘Life and Death Dao’ and reached immortality. He intended to claim the Heavenly Dao throne, but an accident occurred,” Soft Feather explained while adjusting her hair.

She seemed much more spirited now.

Perhaps it was because she was interacting with the 2020 version of Song Shuhang; under the influence of his ‘aura,’ Soft Feather appeared to have regained a liveliness she hadn't displayed in years.

[This version of Soft Feather is much better,] Lady Onion thought while resting in Senior White’s hand.

“The accident involved the Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao?” Song Shuhang asked.

The Fourth Heavenly Dao was the ultimate scapegoat; whenever the myriad realms fell into chaos and no culprit was found, it was never wrong to blame the Fourth Heavenly Dao!

“Indeed,” Soft Feather nodded, adding: “Furthermore, the shell left behind by the retired Eighth Heavenly Dao Fat Ball might be puppeted by the Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao, or perhaps they are allies—Fat Ball’s aim seems to be preventing the rise of the Ninth Heavenly Dao.”

“To stop the Ninth Heavenly Dao from appearing? I see,” Song Shuhang said, nodding in comprehension.

Lady Onion added, “That’s not all. During the struggle for the Heavenly Dao… we failed to protect the Nine Transformations Phoenix Saber, and the primordial soul of the Eighth Cultivator of True Virtue, ‘Lady Onion,’ was captured. That was when I was brought into this era.”

The Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao had long sought the Nine Virtues Phoenix Saber, which contained vital data from Heavenly Dao Father Goudan. Since Father Goudan was the scholar among the Heavenly Daos who left behind many experiments, it was highly probable the saber held his research on ‘transcendence and eternity.’

“Many seniors from the Nine Provinces Number One Group have vanished. Even Senior White Two disappeared at the very end. Before he went missing, he said he would fight to buy us roughly a thousand years to develop.”

“Throughout this time, we’ve been battling the incarnations and servants of the Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao,” Soft Feather and Lady Onion summarized the era's major conflicts.

“Even Senior White Two was caught up in it,” Song Shuhang sighed, looking toward the void of space.

A moment passed.

Suddenly, Song Shuhang’s face twisted into a classic villainous grin: “Tsk tsk, Senior White, it looks like our timing is perfect!”

“It is quite the coincidence; this happens to be the very window of time Big White Two fought to secure for us,” Senior White noted, adding: “We are quite fortunate.”

“Or rather, the Fourth Heavenly Dao is just incredibly unlucky. Though even with good luck… it wouldn't matter, because I’m here!” Song Shuhang’s laughter became increasingly villainous.

Lady Onion looked on, bewildered: “???”

Through the perceptions of Senior White and Song Shuhang…

Now that the thousand-year grace period bought by Big White Two had expired, the Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao was wasting no time in making its move.

It was the same old ‘Myriad Worlds Destruction Plan’!

It lacked any sense of creativity.

But currently, with no Ninth Heavenly Dao to hold it back, no one was available to thwart its scheme.

The Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao, certain of its triumph, was preparing to ceremoniously trigger the ‘destruction virus’ embedded within the stars of the myriad realms!

This virus had already permeated every corner of existence.

The end of all things was scheduled to begin in the very next second!

The Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao stretched its limbs: “Now, the stage is mine.”

[Hi there, dear.] Suddenly, a voice manifested out of thin air, speaking directly into its ear.

The Fourth Heavenly Dao’s form shuddered, its Immortal Sand clattering.

Who was it?

At a time like this, who could possibly influence it without being detected?

Impossible!

The entirety of the myriad realms was under its thumb… there should be no more variables!

“Am I hallucinating from the excitement?” the Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao whispered to itself.

[Hi, I am the ‘transcendence and eternity’ that you long for but will never possess—Tyrannical Song!] the voice continued.

Tyrannical Song?

That fellow who once attempted to vie for the Heavenly Dao?