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Senior White Two asked, [What kind of materials do you still lack?]

Song Shuhang replied, [Currently, I’m only in need of nine more pairs of materials, namely those of the crab, shrimp, squid, dolphin, pangolin, pig, cat, bear, and ape.]

Senior White Two said, [Alright, then I’ll ask for them in your place…]

After a while.

Senior White Two said, [Oh right~ I forgot that I can’t run into the main world for the time being. Once I do, I’d definitely get caught and locked up in the small black room. I almost messed up.]

Song Shuhang: “…”

Senior White Two said, [Don’t worry, I’ve already asked that big shot of the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Sect to come over. They should be here in a while, you can directly talk to him at that time.]

Song Shuhang pondered for a while, and said, [Senior White, the people of the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Sect have surely already forgotten about me. My main body is still locked inside the small black room, and everyone’s memories of me have been sealed.]

Senior White Two said, [The guest has arrived, open the entrance to the Inner World. I’ll bring him over.]

Song Shuhang opened the Inner World with a mental command.

Afterward, the ugly tiger who could only twist its body into a ‘U’ shape appeared; behind the tiger was the bow-wielding old man.

“Senior, we’ve arrived,” the ugly white tiger said to the bow-wielding old man behind it.

The old man nodded silently, and then he looked at Song Shuhang.

He thought about it carefully, and shook his head. “Sure enough, I can’t remember.”

Song Shuhang smiled bitterly, and said, [Senior White, as expected, the people of the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Sect have forgotten about me.]

“However, it’s alright. Although I don’t know why I forgot the existence of Fellow Daoist, I know about you! Fellow Daoist, you were the key person who helped our Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Sect defeat the fake deities,” the bow-wielding old man said with a smile.

“Eh?” Song Shuhang was taken aback. Due to the small black room, it was clear that they were lacking important memories of him, but the old man still managed to figure out who he was!

“You are the fellow daoist who caused thousands of fake feities to become pregnant in a few breaths! To be honest, it truly is a powerful ability that’s beyond imagination,” the bow-wielding old man exclaimed from his heart—if this ability could be used on spirit beasts, how amazing would that be? Within minutes, hundreds of spirit beasts could become pregnant and give birth… It felt amazing just thinking about it. Their Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Sect would no longer have to worry about their spirit beasts not wanting to marry and have children.

Recently, many of their spirit beasts had chosen to remain single, no longer wanting to leave behind any offspring. This kind of lifestyle change caused the disciples of the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Sect to scratch their heads, not knowing what to do.

All in all, because of the small black room, they had forgotten about Song Shuhang and what he’d done. However, with the numerous fake deities, who were pregnant and giving birth regardless of their gender, they could immediately infer that there was a fellow daoist that had secretly helped them.

“Therefore, although we have forgotten about Fellow Daoist for some reason, we all know that there must have been a mysterious figure who helped us back then,” the old man said, and something appeared in his mind as he spoke. “Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song? The first Sage in a thousand years, Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song…?”

Song Shuhang was still within the one-year warranty period after the divinity show. Under the heavens, nobody would be unable to recognize him. Simply staring at him for a while would cause one to feel something in one’s mind and call out his Sage Name.

“…” Song Shuhang looked up at the sky with his heart feeling stifled.

For some reason, I’m getting the feeling that this old man is thinking about something very rude.

Damn it, why couldn’t this bow-wielding old man just completely forget about me!

Moreover, it wasn’t him who had impregnated all of the fake deities in a single breath; it was Fairy Skylark… It’s just that the ‘blame’ had fallen on him.

“Ah, I never could have expected it to be Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song who helped us… Although I don’t have any impression of you, Fellow Daoist, our Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Sect has still prepared to give you a share of the loot. We hope that you like it.” After saying that, the bow-wielding old man handed over the share of the spoils inside a large box.

Song Shuhang took the box of spoils, opened it, and found that it contained several ‘Eighth Stage Profound Sage’ materials.

The old man smiled, and said, “Although my memories of Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song have disappeared, I still have some impression of you… or intuition. I felt that you had some use for these things. Inside are several kinds of materials for the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Combined Magical Treasure. When I saw Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song, I was able to confirm that I did the right thing.”

After he came to Song Shuhang’s side, he felt that he had some connection with him. This was because they both practiced the ❮Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Technique❯.

Inside the box, there were: ten Eighth Stage pangolin scales, a pair of Eighth Stage wild boar teeth, Eighth Stage diamond crab claws, and Eighth Stage giant lobster whiskers.

In addition to the four kinds of Eighth Stage materials listed above, the box contained a variety of forging materials, all of which were used to forge the ‘Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Combined Magical Treasure’.

“Such a great coincidence?” Song Shuhang wondered. These four Eighth Stage materials were all among the 33 kinds of beast materials that he had yet to collect.

The bow-wielding old man smiled slightly, and said, “Originally, I had selected other kinds of Eighth Stage materials. However, due to a feeling I got, I eventually changed the types of Eighth Stage materials I prepared for you.”

Song Shuhang: “…”

A feeling?

With a mere feeling, the old man was able to specifically switch out the materials I didn’t need for the ones I lacked?

Could it be that Senior White Two secretly did something to the old man?

The old man chuckled, and said, “Is Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song satisfied with this gift?”

Song Shuhang nodded. “Extremely satisfied.”

“Since Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song is satisfied, then that’s great. This old man also feels relieved knowing so.” The old man stood up, and said, “I’ve still got things to do, so I won’t be bothering Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song any longer.”

The old man with a bow opened a spatial gate and got ready to leave.

At this time, Song Shuhang thought about the issue of ‘manpower’. Yesterday, when the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Sect fought against the fake deities, the modern poet ‘Feng Qiaozi’ had promised him on behalf of the old man that he would select a few forging masters to forge for him.

As such, Song Shuhang added, “Senior, I have one more thing to ask for. I want to borrow some forging masters who can help me forge two sets of the ‘Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Combined Magical Treasure’ for me.”

The bow-wielding old man doubtfully said, “Two sets?”

Song Shuhang nodded.

The old man nodded, and said, “No problem, I will send you a few powerful forging masters who specialize in forging the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Combined Magical Treasure.”

Song Shuhang added, “Also, Senior, I would like to remind you that the main materials of my Combined Magical Treasure are all of the Eighth Stage.”

The old man tripped and fell into the space gate…