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Chapter 1808: Senior, are you hiring?

Song Shuhang had become rather averse to eyeballs. Although he had gotten quite used to changing his left eye with that of the Sage's, he still had some psychological trauma regarding all kinds of pretty eyes.

And it was for no other reason than having been attacked so many times.

After all, the big-eyed planet would always look for any opportunity to attack him. Having to live while knowing that such an enemy constantly wanted to harm you was by no means easy, you know?

There was also the Scholarly Sage, who would appear in his dreams as if he were a nightmare, explaining to him his knowledge of the third eye on his forehead, his innate double pupils, and even his plan on researching spider eyes.

In addition, he had even been attacked by an eyeball-shaped 'deity' that was as powerful as a Ninth Stage cultivator.

These were only the big shots—in fact, there were numerous much smaller figures who had similar characteristics that attacked him as well.

"Hello, Senior." Song Shuhang looked at the boy, and showed basic courtesy.

"You need not be so restrained." The boy smiled, and came to sit by the side of the small table in the garden. He then motioned for Song Shuhang to sit as well.

Song Shuhang was not actually being restrained. After all, he practically saw Senior White Two, the ruler of the Netherworld, every day… He was just being polite.

And so, he took the seat beside the boy, and asked, "Senior, do we know each other?"

When he entered through the door just now, it was as if the senior had just met an acquaintance when he greeted him.

The boy laughed, and said, "No, this is the first time we've met. I'm just naturally like this, you need not worry about it so much."

At present, this senior appeared to have a relatively good personality, and was rather good at talking.

While they were speaking, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and it soon began drizzling.

The young senior said, "Eh? Didn't the weather forecast say it was going to be sunny today?"

At this time, a mechanical voice sounded. "Replying to Master, the weather forecast stated that it was going to be sunny tomorrow, while today's weather would range from sunny to light rain."

"…" Song Shuhang.

"Sigh, If I'd known earlier, I wouldn't have arranged for us to meet in the garden. It would've been better if we had been indoors instead." The boy got up regretfully, and said to Song Shuhang, "Well, due to certain reasons, there are a lot of restrictions placed on my being. These days, I even have to resort to referring to the local weather forecast to know what the weather's going to be like.

"However, today just happens to be an exception." The boy snapped his fingers lightly.

After that, the dark clouds in the sky quickly dissipated, the drizzle stopped, and the sun continued to cast its brilliant sunshine on the small garden.

Song Shuhang remained expressionless. As he was someone who would tend to directly speak his mind, and was very expressive with his face, he chose to remain expressionless in order to avoid having his thoughts read at this time.

"I'm only affecting the weather a little bit, and it's only within a small range, so it shouldn't affect the world. Little friend Tyrannical Song, you can do this too." The boy sat down again, and said, "By the way, regarding my name, my existence, and my identity, I can't tell you any of that. You don't mind, do you?"

Song Shuhang said, "I don't mind, and I can understand."

"Thank you." The boy smiled gently, and lightly raised his hand.

In the distance, there was a beautiful… eyeball, of course, that floated over to them. The eyeball had a pair of slender arms, and when it reached them, it served immortal tea to Song Shuhang and the boy.

It was another eyeball, and this eyeball that was serving them looked to be very precious, seemingly being made up of diamonds. If he were to take it away and sell it for money, he should be able to make a lot of spirit stones, right?

The boy said, "This is immortal tea I cultivated myself. I haven't named it yet. You can try it."

Song Shuhang picked up the teacup, allowing the faint tea aroma to reach him.

Just smelling the tea aroma lifted his spirits, and his body and soul seemed to be cleansed as exhaustion left him.

The effect of this immortal tea is comparable to the immortal tea that I drank at Ruler of the Netherworld Striped Dragon's. It is far from something that ordinary spirit green tea can compare with.

For ordinary cultivators, just this cup of tea could be considered a 'fortuitous encounter'.

As expected of a big fat sheep senior who lost 10 bets straight, he's simply too rich… It seems that the treasures won by Loose Immortal Xiaoyao were only a drop in the bucket of his wealth.

Song Shuhang took a sip of the immortal tea, feeling his lifespan increase slightly once more. Along with this came a strengthening of his physique. He estimated that after drinking this cup of immortal tea plus the enhancements to his physique he had gotten beforehand, the 41 Holy Apes had now become 42.

The virtuous lamia floated behind him. She had checked the immortal tea just now, making sure that it was fine. If there had been any problem with it, she would have stopped Song Shuhang as soon as possible.

Of course, it was also possible that the 'means' that were used while brewing this immortal tea were too difficult for her to detect. But if the means used were truly of such a level, it didn't matter if Song Shuhang drank the tea or not. Possessing such skills, the other party didn't need to bother using immortal tea if they wanted to affect Song Shuhang's body.

The boy took a sip of the immortal tea, and said, "It's not a drop in the bucket, and I'm not a big fat sheep."

"…" Song Shuhang.

Is this the standard mind-reading technique that all big shots have?

Every big shot liked to use the mind-reading technique on others. This was really an evil magical technique, and it was definitely the magical technique that should be erased the most in the world.

If one day, according to what Senior Scarlet Heaven said, Lady Onion really did become the Wielder of the Heaven's Will, he would definitely look for a way to ask Lady Onion to give him some face and erase the mind-reading technique from the universe.

"It isn't the mind-reading technique." The boy next to him smiled, and said, "I did say that my being was heavily restricted right now, didn't I? I can't even take the initiative to know about the weather changes. If I used a magical technique like the mind-reading technique, I'd receive further restrictions. I only guessed your thoughts through the changes in your expression, as well as from what I understand about you through the conversation you had with Xiaoyao in the Throne of Wealth Distribution."

Song Shuhang said, "Heavens."

It turned out that it wasn't the mind-reading technique, but rather the face-reading technique that the other party had used on him.

He had obviously tried his best to keep his face expressionless, but he had enjoyed drinking the immortal tea so much just now that he had accidentally stopped doing so, revealing his thoughts in his expression.

I'm so tired. Is there a magical technique that can freeze my facial expressions? I need such a magical technique when facing big shots.

I remember that a certain clone of Senior White possessed such an ability, I wonder if I have the chance to meet him again with the many clones that Senior White has?

"Actually, my luck has always been pretty good." The boy took a sip of his tea.

Song Shuhang also sipped his tea. "Is that why you get 10 losses out of 10 bets?"

"You can't rend my heart." The boy smiled. "I lost on purpose."

So, you really were fond of Senior Xiaoyao? Song Shuhang immediately had this thought in his mind.

"I was just disposing of some garbage." The boy stretched out his index finger, and shook it gently. "The treasures in my storehouse are increasing every moment. Among them, there are many fine treasures, but there are also many that I can't use at all. If treasures keep accumulating, they will eventually be very unsightly. As such, I use some means to dispose of them from time to time."

G-garbage?

That isn't garbage, Senior. Those are treasures, treasures recognized as such by the world of cultivation!

"Senior." Song Shuhang patted his chest, and suggested, "Are you short of sanitation workers here? I can work for free and come here from time to time to help take your garbage away.."