Cultivation Chat Group (Web Novel) C.2773 - : Treasure Hunt in the Heavenly Dao’s Little Black Room

Chapter 2773: Treasure Hunt in the Heavenly Dao’s Little Black Room

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Is this law related to lightning? Aren’t laws like this something that need to be comprehended over and over again?” Song Shuhang asked, puzzled.

He remembered that he had never tried to comprehend the laws of the lightning system.

Could it be that Senior White’s left hand was comprehending the laws, and it brought him along?

‘This is purely because your body has comprehended the laws of nature after being struck by various heavenly lightning.’ Senior Three-Eyed stared at the healthy layer of lightning on Song Shuhang’s body, thinking to himself.

When a person is learning or comprehending knowledge, there are two ways: through the brain and through the body’s instincts. Song Shuhang’s case is typical of the latter. After being struck by heavenly lightning many times, his body adapted, and he mastered the special laws of the lightning element through his physical self.

To put it bluntly, practice makes perfect. After being struck by lightning enough times, one becomes familiar with it.

However, seeing Song Shuhang being struck by the Immortal Slaying Thunder and even receiving a graduation certificate, the three-eyed young senior’s mentality collapsed.

It wasn’t just the three-eyed young senior. Demon Emperor Nightmare and the small ball clone also felt like it was the end of the world.

How could he graduate just by being struck by lightning?

Could it be that we’re missing some conditions?

‘Should I try being struck by the Celestial Killing Light?’ This thought suddenly surfaced in the Demon Emperor’s mind.

However, he extinguished it immediately.

His current state was extremely miserable.

If he were struck again, he might as well self-destruct his primordial spirit. At least that way, he would die quicker.

“This is interesting.” Song Shuhang stretched out his hand and gently touched the lightning on his skin.

He could feel that this healthy layer of lightning could combine with his four great body-tempering techniques, allowing his physique to rise to another level. His intimacy with lightning increased. He would have to try and see if the Lightning Palm had leveled up.

Moreover, ever since this layer of the “Heavenly Lightning graduation certificate” law condensed, when the remaining Celestial Killing Light struck his body, the damage and pain immediately weakened to the extent of a light pat.

This “Heavenly Lightning graduation certificate” would even absorb the power of the Celestial Killing Light and transform it into something that could be used to strengthen and enhance his skin.

“Even the power of the Celestial Killing Light, which can make Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcenders wish they were dead, has been reduced to this extent. I’m afraid that ordinary sixth or seventh-grade lightning techniques won’t be able to harm me at all,” Song Shuhang estimated.

It was simply wonderful.

Apart from that, because this “Heavenly Thunder graduation certificate” was related to “Heavenly Punishment,” it had a special attribute of the “thunder” law. It had a weakening effect on the duration of all thunder techniques.

Above his head, the Celestial Killing Light, which could last for five minutes, suddenly stopped after three minutes.

“Eh? Is that all? Senior Three-Eyed, it hasn’t been five minutes, right? Why don’t we hack at it for another two minutes?” Song Shuhang raised his head in puzzlement and looked at the thunderclouds in the sky.

“Get lost!” the three-eyed youth said.

He had already lost. What was the point of slashing for another two minutes?

He only wanted to win the bet. He had no interest in being struck by lightning.

Song Shuhang was speechless.

“Let’s go. Next competition,” the three-eyed senior youth said.

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and both of them disappeared.

But the Demon Emperor and the eyeball butler were left behind.

“Hey, wait, what about us?” The Demon Emperor shouted.

In the sky, the Celestial Killing Light that had already calmed down rumbled again, and there was a faint lightning glow in the clouds.

“Tyrannical Song, you jerk!” The Demon Emperor was in despair.

The figures of Song Shuhang and the three-eyed youth returned.

The eyeball butler had already returned before them, and even its shriveled body had recovered.

“Welcome back, Master.” It first handed a cup of fragrant tea to the three-eyed youth.

Then, he added more tea for Song Shuhang and handed him some pastries. “Did Old Master lose badly?” he asked.

“Not bad. Senior was struck by lightning less often. On the contrary, I was struck by the Celestial Killing Light until I graduated,” Song Shuhang said.

The eyeball butler pondered for a moment and said, “Master, are you suggesting a dirty competition like ‘who was struck by lightning more?’ As expected of the ruler of the Netherworld.”

The three-eyed youth was speechless.

“It’s okay, Master. Even if we lose, we have to face it with a smile. Because those who can laugh won’t have bad luck. Laugh,” the eyeball butler said. “Let’s laugh together and let luck take care of us. Hahahaha, hahahaha~”

The butler laughed heartlessly.

Song Shuhang could see that the butler’s smile came from the bottom of his heart. It was really smiling.

The sound of a sharp blade piercing into his body rang out.

A javelin was thrown out by the three-eyed youth, nailing the wildly laughing eyeball butler to the ground.

The butler’s laughter stopped abruptly.

Seeing this, Song Shuhang hurriedly tightened his face, afraid that if he accidentally smiled, the three-eyed young man would find an excuse to give him a javelin and nail him to death.

“You actually lost the first round. You’re better than I thought, Tyrannical Song,” the three-eyed youth said.

“Thank you, Senior,” Song Shuhang said modestly. For the sake of his dog head, it was better not to provoke Senior Three-Eyed at this time.

“Since I lost the first round, I will propose the method of the second round,” the three-eyed teenager pondered.

“Senior, please give me a question,” Song Shuhang said with a smile.

“Did you laugh just now?” the three-eyed teenager suddenly said.

Song Shuhang was speechless.

Heavens, Senior Three-Eyed… I was just smiling out of politeness. Are you going to stab me to death?

“For the second question, let me take this opportunity to seek personal gain.” The three-eyed teenager suddenly jumped back to the topic.

Song Shuhang said, “As long as it fits the topic of ‘pure luck.’”

“At the end of the Immemorial Age, I suddenly became the ‘former ruler of the Netherworld’ one day. After several thousand years, I tried to come into contact with the outside world and send a treasure into the main world,” the three-eyed senior youth said.

Song Shuhang sat down and listened carefully to the questions.

“But when I sent that treasure into the main world… Suddenly, the Heavenly Dao laws in the outside world reacted. Then, they grabbed my treasure and sent it into a strange space. After it was sent in, I actually forgot what that treasure was, what its effects were, and what it was used for. I can only vaguely remember that I have an important treasure that I once sent to the main world,” the three-eyed senior youth said.

“The Wielder’s small black room?” Song Shuhang said. After calculating the time, it was the time when Father Goudan verified the Wielder of the Will.

The Wielder of the Will’s small black room was the product of Wielder of the Will’s father’s experiments. Later on, it was turned into a small black room by him. Once one was locked in, their sense of existence would be cut off from the source.

Song Shuhang was very familiar with this entity.

“That’s right. It’s that Wielder’s small black room. The total number should be maintained at several hundred. Different sizes,” the three-eyed senior youth said.

“Senior Three-Eyed, are we going to find the treasure you lost in the Wielder’s small black room?” Song Shuhang asked.

“That’s right. Everyone will have five chances. Let’s see who is luckier and can find that treasure,” the three-eyed senior youth said.

“I refuse,” Song Shuhang shook his head and said. “This is too dangerous for me. Although I don’t have a deep impression of it, I vaguely remembered that I once sent quite a few terrifying existences into the Wielder’s small black room. If I were to return to the Wielder’s small black room now, I’d die if I ran into them. This competition is unfair to me.”