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Chapter 1397 Have you experienced despair?

“This should be the number.” Song Shuhang pressed on the phone number.

He had long forgotten the actual daoist name of Scholar DM… and he couldn’t remember it even if he wanted to. What he had recorded on his phone was a homonymous name that was provided by Senior Northern River.

The pronunciation of Scholar XXX’s daoist name was similar to ‘Scholar Drunken Moone’, but it was definitely not written like this.

However, it didn’t matter. As long as he could read it out, Scholar XXX would already be very happy, and there was even a chance of him being moved to tears. This had been personally verified by Senior Northern River.

As for why he thought of calling Scholar Starry Star… This was because he discovered that he could suddenly relate to him. This feeling of being forgotten as soon as the other party turned their head was truly heart-stifling. They were in similar situations, so he suddenly wanted to make a phone call to greet him.

On the other side of the call, Scholar XXX’s voice soon sounded. “Hello, who is this?”

Song Shuhang’s number, which the scholar had recorded in the past in his phone, was now a bunch of random characters.

Song Shuhang said, “Senior Starry Star, this is Shuhang.” Scholar XXX coldly said, “You’re Starry Star. Your entire family is Starry Star.” “…” Song Shuhang. Did I remember his name wrong? He quickly took the phone away from his ear, and glanced at the name he had recordedScholar Dunken Moone.

I actually ended up addressing Scholar Drunken Moone as Scholar Starry Star. The power of Scholar Starry Star’s cultivation technique is getting stronger and stronger.

No, no, it’s Drunken Moone!

Song Shuhang laughed and said, “Hahaha, Senior Drunken Moone, I was just joking with you. How are you doing?”

After Scholar XXX heard the familiar daoist name through the phone, his heart warmed up, and all of his dissatisfaction from before disappeared.

In addition to Fellow Daoist Northern River, there were other fellow daoists who could remember his daoist name.

Scholar XXX sighed, and said, “It’s the same as always. Ever since I successfully transcended the heavenly tribulation a few days ago and became a Seventh Stage Venerable, my presence has been getting weaker and weaker. In the past, everyone would simply forget my daoist name. Now, even if I write in the group, I would often be ignored. Perhaps this problem can be dealt with once I show my divinity in front of everyone.”

What? Scholar Drunken Moone has become a Seventh Stage Venerable?

For such a grand occasion, there wasn’t even the slightest reaction from the Nine Provinces Number One Group… This was truly heart-rending.

Everyone simply neglected Senior Drunken Moone.

Song Shuhang asked, “Senior Drunken Moone, if you were to stay at a hotel right now, how would it go?”

Scholar XXX replied, “Fortunately, the name on my ID is a pseudonym that is completely unrelated to me. It is no problem for me to use it to check in. Sometimes, when I check in, the lady in charge of registering me in would suddenly forget me.” Song Shuhang excitedly said, “I understand. I can completely understand Senior Drunken Moone’s feelings!”

He felt that his soul was resonating with that of Senior Drunken Moone, and the relationship between the two had suddenly become much closer.

“You understand how I feel?” Scholar XXX asked puzzledly. “Right, who are you, fellow daoist?”

Song Shuhang replied, “It’s me, Song Shuhang.” “Oh, Song Shuhang… Do we know each other?” Scholar XXX asked a heart-rending question.

However, Song Shuhang paid it no heed. “Senior Drunken Moone, we know each other, but because of a problem I encountered recently, you can’t remember me. I believe you can understand this feeling.” “I understand, I understand!” Scholar XXX burst into tears. “Little friend Sushi, I fully understand how you feel.”

Song Shuhang said, “I knew that you would be able to understand me, Senior Asterisk.”

“Little friend Sushi, I’m Drunken Moon. You made a mistake again,” Scholar XXX reminded.

Song Shuhang said, “All right, Senior Drunken Noon. Also, my name is actually Song Shuhang. Senior can call me little friend Song.”

Scholar XXX said, “No problem, little friend Sushi!”

Although they had called each other by the wrong name, the two felt even closer now.

Song Shuhang said, “Senior Drunken Moone, are you going to participate in Immortal Fairy Biexue’s Immortal Feast? Do you want to go together?”

After finding out that he had so much in common with Scholar Drunken Moone, he felt that they should talk to one another more. He kept on getting the feeling that the two of them would have heaps to talk about.

Thousand cups of wine were not enough when drinking with a good friend!

“I just had the same thought, little friend Sushi. Where are you right now?” Scholar XXX had the same idea.

True friends were hard to find.

Song Shuhang quickly replied, “Baijing Street, Wenzhou City, China.” Scholar XXX said, “All right, send me the coordinates” Song Shuhang said, “No problem!” Scholar XXX said, “I’ve got one last question. Little friend Sushi, what is your daoist name?” He felt that Sing Sushi was a personal name, not a daoist name.

“Tyrannical Saber—” Song Shuhang wanted to say Tyrannical Saber Song One, but after giving it some thought, he was afraid that even Swordsman Starry Star might not be able to remember this daoist name, so he went with his Sage Name instead. “Senior Drunken Moone, you can call me Tyrannical Song.”

The name ‘Tyrannical Song’ still had the blessing of the show of divinity, so it was easier to remember and harder to forget. Scholar XXX laughed, and said, “Tyrannical Song, I feel that this daoist name is easy to remember and very familiar.”

Song Shuhang said, “Alright then. Tomorrow is the 6th, should we see each other tomorrow?”

Scholar XXX said, “No problem, let’s go with that.” After saying that, he got ready to hang up the call.

However, just as he was about to hang up, he suddenly remembered something.

Tyrannical Song? Profound Sage Tyrannical Song, the first Sage in a thousand years!

In addition… this first Sage in a thousand years was the only (Double Sage] in history. After showing his divinity in the main world and becoming the first Sage in a thousand years, Profound Sage Tyrannical Song was not satisfied.

Just like his Sage Name implied, his overbearing road of conquest had just begun.

After showing his divinity in the main world, he went to the Netherworld Realm and became a ‘Demon Sage’, showing his divinity again to become Demon Monarch Tyrannical Scholar.

As such, Profound Saber Tyrannical Song and Demon Monarch Tyrannical Scholar were the same person.

As soon as he thought of Demon Monarch Tyrannical Scholar, Scholar XXX’s abdomen began to ache. However, this was not the most important point. The pregnancy and the abdominal pain were of little concern to him.

Scholar XXX asked, “Wait! Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song, are you still there?”

Song Shuhang also happened to have yet to hang up the call. “Yeah.”

Scholar XXX asked, “Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song, after you showing your divinity twice… you still can’t get rid of the effects of the removal of your presence?”.

Song Shuhang sighed. “Mm-hm, after the second time I showed my divinity, only those who see me can remember my daoist name. This effect should last for one year. However, when they turn their heads, they still forget about me.”

The power of the (Wielder’s small black room) truly caused one to feel despair.

“How could this be…” Scholar XXX murmured before hanging up.

“?” Song Shuhang.

Why did I feel like Scholar Drunken Moone lost all his strength?

The roof of a waterfront building on Baijing Street, Wenzhou City.

Song Shuhang sat cross-legged, resting his chin in one hand while looking at the scenery below.

Ever since he learned how to ride a flying saber, his fear of heights had decreased a lot. Now, as long as he wasn’t falling or driving at high speeds, he felt no anxiety even if he looked down from a tall building…

Song Shuhang said, “Forget it.”

The Divine Lobster’s Chariot stopped behind him; Soft Feather and Su Clan’s Sixteen were still lying within. At this time, the two women still showed no signs of waking up.

Song Shuhang looked up at the sky, and softly said, “The Immortal Feast is still around two days away. What should I do for the time being?” The White Dragon also looked up at the sky. “I suddenly want to eat a horse.”

“Huh?” Song Shuhang raised his head in doubt, and looked at the White Dragon.

“I like eating horses.” The White Dragon lowered her head, and gently said, “Once they are roasted, it doesn’t matter if they’re black or striped with white and black lines, I just want to eat them.”

“…” Song Shuhang

Speaking of roasted black horses, for some reason, he suddenly remembered the black stallion spirit that had a horse harem.

Previously, it had almost been turned into a horse dish by Immortal Fairy Biexue.

In the Nine Provinces Number One Group.

There were two main topics of discussion among the fellow daoists of the group.

One was Demon Monarch Tyrannical Scholar’s disturbing Impregnating Gaze, and the other was the Immortal Feast that was set to begin on the 7th.

Frice Reckless Mad Saber said, “Northern River, I remember you haven’t got an invitation yet. I somehow managed to get two, do you want to buy one from me?”

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator: “Thank you for your kindness, but I already have one.”

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber couldn’t believe it, and said, “When did that happen? When did you get one?”

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator: “I remember using the Black Iron Godly Armor to exchange for it with someone, but I suddenly can’t remember whom I traded with.”

“I understand.” Thrice Reckless Mad Saber said, “You must have gotten a fake invitation.”

When the Bright Moon Appears said, “By the way, I just talked to ‘Profound Sage Tyrannical Scholar’, and he’s also going to participate in the Immortal Feast.”

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator: “Tsk, your two invitations are the ones that are fake.”

I am the little white crane on the edge of the sky: “Has Senior White come out of seclusion yet?”

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator said, “Don’t worry about Senior White. With his luck, he definitely wouldn’t miss something as good as the Immortal Feast.”

Fairy Lychee: “Hey, you just missed an important piece of news. Pay attention to Scholar Sunken Doom’s message!”

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber curiously asked, “Did the scholar say something just now?”

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator: “Heavens, I finally saw it when I scrolled up.”

Yellow Mountain is very tired and wants to retire: “…”

Are you guys working together to rend [Fellow Daoist When the Bright Moon Appears]’s heart?

Young Master Phoenix Slayer: “Wait, Profound Sage Tyrannical Scholar is going to participate in the Immortal Feast? I have an Immortal Feast invitation on me, and I can sell it for a low price. Whoever wants to buy it, just send me a message!”

[Blank Nickname]: “Did Senior White come out?”

Su Clan’s Seven asked, “Does the Immortal Feast have a large number of new guests this time?”

This time around, the number of invitations that everyone got had greatly decreased.

For example, in the former Immortal Feasts, True Monarch Yellow Mountain would be able to get several invitations. After keeping some for himself, he would sell the rest to the people of the ‘Nine Provinces Number One Group’.

But this time, True Monarch Yellow Mountain only received an invitation for himself and got no extra copies.

Yet, according to Su Clan’s Seven’s intel, the number of participants in the Immortal Feast did not decrease. On the contrary, the number of tables had even increased.

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber laughed, and said, “The next tide of spiritual energy is coming, so everyone has become eager to take action.”