The divine dragon took this decision after carefully pondering the matter.
Things like dragon pearls were generally not lent out as they were very private objects.
However, if Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song could prove that he could birth seven Nascent Souls, then he would be receiving its dragon pearl, which was definitely a great honor for Tyrannical Song!
After all, this was the first time the divine dragon was lending its dragon pearl to another person to use.
If it was not for Sage White, even if there were a hundred Tyrannical Songs begging for its dragon pearl, there was no way it would give it away!
But contrary to expectations, Song Shuhang did not reveal an expression of joy after listening to Sister White Dragonâs translation.
He said solemnly, âActually, thereâs no need for that. Sixteen and Sister White Dragon are both close to me, so itâs okay for me to combine their powers with mine to give birth to a Nascent Soul. However, using Senior Dragonâs dragon pearl feels awkward. After all, weâll have to unite our powers to give birth to a Nascent Soul!â
Lightning flashed on the horns of the divine dragon again, and beautiful sparks flew in all directions.
It really wanted to open Tyrannical Songâs head to see how his brain was wired since he always managed to make it angry.
Sister White Dragon let out a long sigh after she finished translating Song Shuhangâs words.
She then stretched out her claw and smacked Song Shuhangâs newly-attached head.
She reminded Shuhang in a gentle voice, âDonât mess around and just show your seven Golden Cores. You better start taking this seriously or Iâll blow your head off.â
Sixteen trotted over and picked up Song Shuhangâs head.
âSister White Dragon, youâve already blown my head off.â Song Shuhang sighed. âActions should come after the threat, not before it. SeriouslyâŚâ
Sixteen giggled and put Song Shuhangâs head back on his neck.
The divine dragon was happy again. Whenever Little Friend Tyrannical Songâs head was separated from his neck, it felt reinvigorated.
Senior White tapped his chin with the end of his pen, showing a thoughtful expression.
In his eyes, Song Shuhang, the divine dragon, Sister White Dragon, and Sixteen formed an infinite loop.
Song Shuhang was to provoke, the divine dragon was to get annoyed, Sister White Dragon was to administer punishment, Sixteen was to put Shuhangâs head back on his neck, and the divine dragon would then feel happy once again.
As a result, the divine dragon was in an endless cycle of getting annoyed and pleased.
Unknowingly, its impression of everyone had risen sharply.
Senior White mused to himself, âPerhaps this is Fellow Daoist Thrice Reckless Mad Saberâs role in the Nine Provinces Number One GroupâŚâ
Right, didnât Thrice Reckless come to the Beast Realm as well?
I wonder what heâs doing right now.
Sister White Dragonâs gentle voice sounded again. âThis is the last warning. Stop messing around, or Iâll smack you again!â
âUghâŚâ Song Shuhang scratched his head.
Okay, Iâll stop messing around.
And so, he raised his head and looked at the divine dragon. The divine dragon looked back at him.
Song Shuhang said, âSenior, I will prove myself as you wish.â
Hmm, although Iâm not too familiar with Senior Divine Dragon now, our friendship can be improved slowly. After this matter is over, Iâll add it to my friend list. But first, letâs borrow the power of its dragon pearl.
Plus, itâs actually easy for me to prove myself. I just need to show my seven Golden Cores.
Song Shuhang thought for a moment. Then, a serrated blade wheel appeared beside his body.
âA Sixth Stage True Monarchâs life wheel?â mused the divine dragon. It could see that Song Shuhangâs life wheel was composed of eight serrated blades.
However, this did not prove that Song Shuhang had eight Golden Cores.
âYes, this is a life wheel,â Song Shuhang replied. âOne Golden Core corresponds to one life wheel.â
While he was speaking, seven more life wheels emerged from Song Shuhangâs body.
There was a âsword wheelâ composed of broadswords, a âpage wheelâ composed of metal pages, a âball wheelâ composed of spiraling swords, a âgear wheelâ composed of sharp interlocked gears, a âcircular wheelâ composed of eight balls of thread, and the âoctagonal wheelâ which had a distinct style where every corner of the wheel seems to be linked to karma.
The divine dragon was left dumbfounded when it saw all the life wheels.
The seven life wheels with different attributes constantly spun around Song Shuhang.
As long as Song Shuhangâs willed it, the seven life wheels could launch a flurry of attacks at nearby enemies.
âHow did your dantian end up holding seven Golden Cores?â The divine dragon felt that its knowledge of the world was lacking and that much of what it knew was nothing but a lie. âAre you not afraid of exploding and dying?â
âIâm not afraid. After all, itâs not like I havenât exploded and died before.â Song Shuhang casually waved his hand, as if this matter was of no importance at all.
The divine dragon: ââŚâ
Song Shuhang continued, âAlso, my Golden Cores arenât all stored in my original dantian. My seven small Golden Cores are located in my seven small dantians.â
âThen, whatâs inside your original dantian?â The divine dragon did not miss this important detail.
Song Shuhang replied, âHmm? Thereâs a fat whale Golden Core inside it that can barely swim. Itâs quite special, and it hasnât condensed a life wheel yet.â
The divine dragon frowned. It was extremely puzzled, and it could not help but ask, âHow did you do it?â
It asked this question despite knowing that it should not.
After all, matters like this one were usually kept secret as they may be related to a cultivatorâs trump cards.
Asking about such things was just as rude as asking an ordinary person what underwear they were wearing.
However, it was just too curious.
Curiosity could kill not only cats but dragons as well.
Song Shuhang replied sincerely, âIf I said that they appeared on their own while I was cultivating, would you believe me?â
âLike hell Iâd believe it!â The divine dragon opened its mouth and spat a dragon pearl at Song Shuhang.
A dragon pearl with an illusory beauty struck Song Shuhangâs face, sending his head flying.
Song Shuhang: ââŚâ
This is life.
When Iâm messing around, I lose my head.
When Iâm not messing around, I lose my head.
When Iâm being honest, I lose my head.
No matter what I do, I still lose my head!
Honest people are easy to take advantage of!
But this time, Song Shuhangâs head did not land on the ground.
Sixteen had been ready, and when the dragon pearl struck his face, she moved behind Song Shuhang.
Then, she stood on the tip of her toes, jumped up gently, and pushed Song Shuhangâs head back with both hands as if she were pushing a volleyball.
Little Sixteen was getting better and better at this.
âBeautiful.â Sister White Dragon praised Sixteen.
âFull score.â Senior White nodded in agreement.
The divine dragon felt a new type of joy.
Although Tyrannical Songâs head did not fall to the ground, it was still very happy to see his head being thrown around like a ball.
Song Shuhang stretched out his hand to straighten his head. âSometimes, no one believes the truth.â
âI can confirm that heâs telling the truth.â Senior White testified for Song Shuhang. âThe seven Golden Cores really did appear when Shuhang was dying repeatedly.â
The divine dragon asked, âDo you mean cultivating?â
âI got an idea.â Senior White went beside Song Shuhang and motioned for him to open his hand.
Song Shuhang stretched out his right hand, puzzled.
In the next moment, Senior White opened his mouth and spat out a dragon pearl.