少妇人妻互换不带套

“Big Boss Tyrannical Song, having just died once and used a life-saving resurrection magical treasure, if he were to die again, could he be resurrected?”

“If Big Boss Tyrannical Song were to die again, would he truly enter eternal sleep?” The practitioners across the myriad realms once again found themselves in a heated debate.

Big Boss Tyrannical Song was truly a figure capable of stirring up the world. Even without delivering a speech this time, his every action still managed to generate significant discussion and attention.

“If you need any materials for the tomb besides the coffin, just let us know. We won’t hold back,” a certain Demon Emperor with a deep grudge against Tyrannical Song anonymously remarked.

“Don’t worry. This coffin is for you to use in constructing your tomb. It’s about time you built one for yourself, so my main body modified this flying sword made from your ‘wooden body’ materials into a coffin. When the time comes, you can strengthen it yourself to make it a peerless coffin,” Senior White’s clone reassured.

Upon hearing this, Song Shuhang couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. As the original Eighth Cultivator of True Virtue and now the Ninth Cultivator of True Virtue, it was indeed time for him to construct a tomb for himself, just like Lady Onion. He hadn’t expected Senior White to consider this and even prepare a coffin for him.

Though it sounded rather considerate, how could one possibly react to being sent a coffin? Of course, he had to appear delighted! Coffin Lifting Materials!

After Senior White’s clone finished explaining, he resumed his serious expression and said, “Additionally, time is of the essence. How many Xie Wang cores do you have with you? Transfer them to me, and I’ll pass them on to the main body.”

“Not long ago, I sent people to the mortal world to clear about half of the evil illusions there and collected quite a few Evil Fantasy cores. Unfortunately, time was short. Otherwise, given more time, I could have cleared all the evil on Earth,” Song Shuhang explained, reaching out his hand to pour out the mountain-sized Xie Wang Cores from his Universal Magical Bracelet.

“So it was Senior Tyrannical Song who sent someone to deal with the Xie

Wang on Earth?” The practitioners on Earth were intrigued. It explained the

sudden decrease in Xie Wangs not long ago.

Some practitioners on Earth breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank goodness Senior Tyrannical Song didn’t clear out all the Xie Wangs on Earth. Otherwise, the cultivators on Earth would have to figure out how to go to other realms to catch Xie Wangs.”

Before today, nobody wanted to encounter Xie Wangs. But after Big Boss Tyrannical Songs speech, Xie Wangs had become somewhat endearing in the eyes of practitioners across the myriad realms.

“You managed to gather so many cores in such a short time? Impressive,” Senior White’s clone remarked while summoning a small disposable flying sword—the Small Black Room Breaking Version—and using it to collect the Xie Wang Cores.

“This batch of Xie Wang Cores will be settled by my main body when the time comes,” Senior White’s clone added.

Song Shuhang waved his hand. “No need. I still owe Senior White a lot of spirit stones.”

“Owing money and offering a reward are two different matters. You won’t be able to repay those spirit stones in the short term anyway, so you can continue owing them for now,” Senior White’s clone generously offered. “Anyway, it’s just a small sum for my main body.”

Song Shuhang was speechless. That small sum was something he would find difficult to repay in his entire lifetime.

“In addition, while you’ve gathered quite a lot of Evil Fantasy Cores, they’re still a drop in the bucket for my main bodys ongoing experiments. We need more and more of them,” Senior White’s clone emphasized.

Song Shuhang nodded. “That’s why I’ve already advertised to all the fellow practitioners across the myriad realms. As long as the price is right, I’ll accept as many Xie Wang Cores as they have.”

“You’re quite resourceful,” Senior White’s clone commended. “But how will the practitioners across the myriad realms contact you?”

“Do you have any simple solutions, Senior White?” Song Shuhang inquired.

“Your QR code is quite useful,” Senior White’s clone suggested.

Song Shuhang shook his head. “I’ve just died once, and the ‘cultivation chat’ system is still undergoing upgrades. Plus, my main body’s constitution needs to be strengthened to improve server performance.”

“How long will the upgrade take?” Senior White’s clone asked.

“Miss Long Luo is working overtime. 1 estimate it’ll take at least ten days to half a month, given the significant upgrade this time,” Song Shuhang replied, somewhat embarrassed.

Lately, he had been making Madam Long Luo work overtime, and he felt guilty about it. Perhaps he should provoke Senior Long Luo to cheer her up? “Ten days to half a month seems a bit too long. Looks like we’ll need to find another way to receive the goods,” Senior White’s clone concluded. “By the way, are you still in ‘show of divinity’ mode?”

Song Shuhang nodded.

“In that case, help me @Fellow Daoist Almighty Merchant,” Senior White’s clone instructed.

In the void, the Almighty Merchant, who was secretly preparing tomb-building materials and planning to sell them at a high price to the blacklisted Tyrannical Song, pondered the situation.

“Master, Big Boss Tyrannical Song is summoning you,” Fairy All-Access informed.

The Almighty Merchant considered for a moment before responding, “My disciple, it’s time for you to become a professional merchant. I’ll leave the business with Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song to you this time. How about it? After the deal is done, just give me a 10% commission.”

“But Master, I can’t break through space and enter the Profound Sage Speech space like you can. I don’t have your divine powers,” Fairy All-Access reminded him.

The Almighty Merchant was speechless. It was a dilemma. On one hand was the blacklisted Tyrannical Song, and on the other was the Supreme VIP client, Sage White.

The thought of dealing with both extremes simultaneously truly left him conflicted.

“Books… Tyrannical Song, did Fellow Daoist Almighty Merchant reply?” Senior White’s clone inquired.

Song Shuhang shook his head.

Senior White expressed regret. “It seems Fellow Daoist isn’t watching your live broadcast. In that case, this deal is off. Let me take another look…”

“Yes, yes, yes. Darling, I’m here.” Seeing the deal about to fall through, the Almighty Merchant gritted his teeth and put on a professional smile for Tyrannical Song.

Even when faced with a customer who slaps you in the face with money, you must still put on a sincere smile.

The comments belonging to the Almighty Merchant were immediately relayed to Song Shuhang..