Chapter 392: The Sect Leader Has a Small Heart

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"Ahahaha, I do have the Dream-Entering talent," Song Shuhang said nervously as he felt the cold barrel pressed against his forehead. "Why is Senior Su Lin bringing this up?"

The essence of annihilation and death coalesced into bullets, automatically loading into the magazine.

With a snap, Su Lin pulled back the bolt and grinned at Song Shuhang.

'Die! Die! Die!'

This time is different from usual!

Although as a cultivator, resurrection had become a daily habit, Song Shuhang clearly sensed that the bullets loaded in that gun were Laws!

Who the hell uses Death Law as bullets to point at an innocent, weak cultivator!?

"Under normal circumstances, you should have woken up long ago," Su Lin said, smiling at Song Shuhang.

"I confirmed your soul and body were completely cleansed. For this long and still no response—it's just too strange."

"Maybe I was just exhausted from staying up late!" Song Shuhang calmed down in the crisis. "I dreamed I was on a beach, sunbathing."

It was true—before his Dream-Entering talent activated.

Su Lin: "Really?"

Song Shuhang nodded: "Yeah, yeah."

Nearby, Miss Kelaien handed Song Shuhang an open Bible.

Song Shuhang stared blankly—it was the Book of Daniel from the Old Testament, which read: "God understands nothing is hidden from Him; He sees all that is deep and distant. His gaze spans the ends of the earth; He observes all humanity; He knows every living soul; nothing escapes His sight."

In short, He knew everything.

Su Lin: "Finally, is there anything else you want to say?"

Song Shuhang's face turned ashen, but Miss Kelaien, still maintaining mental composure, spoke up:

"As a professional lawyer of the Eden Court, Snake, I must speak up for my client."

"First, we were drawn into this because of your invitation; our personal lives and property suffered severe losses—we are victims."

"Second, as the primary responsible party, all chain reactions originated from you. Even if Song Shuhang activated his Dream-Entering talent, it was a passive act under force majeure."

"Third, after the recess, Song Shuhang will come with me to the side—I need to know what you saw in the dream to mount a more effective defense."

Song Shuhang's eyes lit up as if he'd found a lifeline—he strongly agreed with Miss Kelaien's first two points, but he dared not accept the third.

"Even if you have 99 problems, doesn't Song Shuhang have 1 fault?" Su Lin lowered his gun and walked over to squeeze Song Shuhang's shoulder.

"Relax, I was just joking."

If you let me go home right now and don't seal all my Qi, I'll believe you.

"Senior Su Lin, I dream-entered another version of your past, but unlike my normal Dream-Entering, this time the leaps were extreme—many scenes lasted only an instant." Song Shuhang gave up struggling and said awkwardly:

"Mr. Tony seemed to still regard me as his future successor and taught me a pupil technique in the past."

Song Shuhang tried to act as if he hadn't learned too much, while also trying to build rapport.

"I guessed it—eyes like that, with hair color matching a Mary Sue heroine, are too flashy. I've only ever seen one person with them."

"So it's cultivated, not one of those plug-and-play types you can just pluck out?"

Su Lin pried open Song Shuhang's eyelids, activating the power as he spoke:

"What I'm more curious about is how many personal secrets you saw? After all, everyone knows my life overlaps significantly with that guy's."

Song Shuhang's pupil technique was activated by an external force; even without his own will, the handsome Senior Su Lin before him vanished, replaced by swirling multicolored luminous humanoid forms.

But he knew what lay beneath that glow—something absolutely forbidden to pry into. Seeing the surface was enough; looking deeper would mean never returning!

"Senior Su Lin, I saw nothing—I swear!" Song Shuhang's eyes trembled like an earthquake; he looked as if he'd seen something horrific, his voice cracking:

"Stop! Don't go further! My soul's going to break again! Aaaahhhhh!"

Compared to the previous instant overload beyond his soul's limit, this slow, creeping dread of being drawn toward the forbidden was far more unbearable.

Hold on! Must hold on! No matter what, never admit you saw those black histories!

"What are you doing?" A clear voice rang out.

Both turned—the gray-white-haired Yi Leina stood beside them, wearing a modern down jacket, holding a shopping bag, having stepped out of a portal. She stared at their postures and twitched her lips.

From behind the portal, several other group members stepped in one after another.

"What's going on?" Ye Fan glanced at them and asked.

"I was about to attend the gathering of young geniuses. When I saw your death messages flooding the group, I came over."

Although Su Lin said there was no need to worry and everything was handled, Ye Fan still came out of curiosity.

Zhang Chuanyan observed, then sent a message to Han Li in the group: "Liu Li Ge, it's safe now, come over."

Han Li, upon receiving the message, glanced at the sacred puppet in the training ground—its flesh and bronze-colored eyes had grown, originally a mechanism meant for tending herb gardens. Without hesitation, he turned and returned to his Own World.

Zhongli looked around and asked: "What happened? I sense your mental states are all off."

"Nope, I feel fine," Li Huowang scratched his head. "Felt like having a half-dreamed dream—still pretty good."

Xiao Yan glanced at Li Huowang beside him and subtly shifted his stance.

Strange things happen every year, but this year's are extra many.

Song Shuhang reached out, spirit drained: "Young Lady Yi Leina, please stop Senior Su Lin—I really saw nothing!"

"Me?" Yi Leina pointed at herself, puzzled.

"I could, sure, but I don't even know what's going on between you two."

"Besides, I shouldn't interfere in your personal matters."

Song Shuhang wanted to cry.

"For various reasons, I accidentally dream-entered Senior Su Lin—but I didn't see any personal secrets."

"Dream-Entering? Then you didn't see his entire life?" Yi Leina paused, then smiled. "No one would believe that."

She had some understanding of Song Shuhang's Dream-Entering talent—if it were like Congniang's case, not a single personal secret would remain untouched.

Yi Leina shifted her gaze to Kleine, the Fool Mr. with a pair of light wings sprouting from his back, chin propped on his hand, eyes half-lidded, staring at something unseen.

This confusion did not last long.

Kleine snapped his fingers and asked:

"Shuhang, with so many people here, why did you seek Yi Leina's help first?"

Song Shuhang's mind was disturbed by some force; his eyes went vacant, and he answered instinctively:

"I thought Young Lady Yi Leina's words carried more weight with Senior Su Lin than anyone else's. Uh… what am I saying?"

He immediately clapped his hand over his mouth, but Senior Su Lin tilted his head and then smiled with extraordinary kindness.

Yi Leina: "."

"Hey, why?" Huiye of Penglai Mountain suddenly appeared beside them, grinning. "Why should Yi Leina be special?"

Lu Mingfei glanced back and forth between Yi Leina and Su Lin, his wide eyes tinged with gold; his expression shifted naturally from shock to sudden understanding, then to stifled laughter—all in under three seconds.

"Cough… hahaha… no popcorn," Lu Mingfei handed Weigong Shilang ten Spirit Stones:

"Get me a serving of whipped chocolate popcorn. This time, I'm finally getting to enjoy the story."

"I knew a lifelong otaku like him couldn't possibly have zero feelings for a 2D girl!"

Weigong Shilang's eyes held amusement as he skillfully pulled out kitchenware and ingredients.

Song Shuhang protested: "It's just because Senior Su Lin's room happened to have Yi Leina's anime posters, and his computer's dynamic wallpaper also—"

His voice faded as the man before him smiled more brightly; beneath his Law of Order and Light's true form, contradictions began to leak out.

Su Lin whispered: "You know very well, don't you?"

Song Shuhang: "."

Done for.

"All right, everyone," Su Lin suddenly released his grip, letting go of Song Shuhang—the nearly one-meter-ninety giant—and laughed:

"Those few just accidentally fell into a black hole. I fished them out."

Kleine had just used his Authority to trick Song Shuhang; Su Lin wasn't blind to the situation. Seeing the group eager for gossip, he chose to ignore the topic—after all, the more you try to explain, the more some people dig in.

"Do you even believe that yourself?" Xiao Yan's tone rose sharply, excitedly:

"When did your style suddenly become identical to Kleine's?!"

He was one of those who had once received Su Lin's hush money during the Spring Festival; he had little interest in this matter. Rather, he was now more concerned with how to treat the psychological trauma he'd just suffered.

Kleine said without expression: "That's a bit insulting to me."

Su Lin fell silent for a moment, gazing at the starry sky with melancholy. Hadn't it been the Eternal Dominator and Su Tuoni causing trouble before?

More than ten minutes later.

After Kleine, Song Shuhang, Xiao Yan, Li Huowang, and Emperor Yufeng—five victims—briefly explained what had just happened, Su Lin ignored the strange glances and calmly brewed himself a cup of tea.

He glanced at Xing, who was gripping his wrist, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"Isn't this transformation technique super cool?!" Xing said earnestly. "Show me!"

What's wrong with this kid's brain? But he's got good taste!

"Based on Tianzun's earlier words, plus my own limited understanding," Kleine analyzed:

"Ever since you took over as the God of this world, combined with certain unknown factors, your own rank has already reached an unimaginable level."

"The things inside you have been elevated along with it. Right now, anyone who sees you will be tainted—"

"To the point they can't bear it."

Kleine had once worried Tianzun might negatively affect Su Lin, since Tianzun had explicitly stated Su Lin's body retained traits copied from the previous fusion.

Now he realized there was no need to worry at all.

No—he should be worried whether Tianzun himself would be affected by Su Lin, and thus be altered.

"I don't feel anything," Su Lin sipped his tea and said:

"It doesn't matter. It's already like this anyway."

He glanced at his own Jin Dan, Nascent Soul, and Dharma Body's shadow; the fused power was strange, but no harm was done—as long as it didn't hinder his cultivation, it was fine. He could sort it out slowly later when he had time.

"Didn't you all just say you still had things to attend to?" Su Lin set down his teacup and said to Ye Fan and the others: "Why are you all just standing here staring at me?"

Ye Fan smiled: "No rush. Sitting here a while longer is fine."

The Purple-Gold Divine Dragon brushed his whiskers: "This Dragon has gained insight upon entering. I've come to share it with my fellow cultivators."

Song Shuhang rose to take his leave: "Then I won't disturb you seniors any longer."

"Still." Su Lin spoke, and his words became law, freezing Song Shuhang in place.

Xing asked Su Lin: "Didn't you say there was unlimited refills of Zui Xian Niang here?"

No wonder they were lingering—they all came to mooch.

Earlier, in his panic, Su Lin had grabbed a pile of wilted Spirit Insects and monsters and activated the cleansing mode. Since none of these people had woken up, he'd tried contacting them via the chat group.

"That was compensation for their assigned tasks," Su Lin brushed off his clothes, stood up, and smiled at everyone:

"Still, since you've all come, it wouldn't be fair to treat you differently—it might hurt our friendship."

"So please complete the prerequisite tasks first. Help me check—"

Before he finished speaking, the Purple-Gold Divine Dragon and Zhang Chuanyan immediately squeezed together and stepped back several paces.

"Tch, cowards," Su Lin didn't intend to press the issue. "Another day."

There was no such thing as unlimited refills. Officially self-service, but none of them could drink more than a few bottles before collapsing.

Besides, you don't even need to exchange it in the system anymore—brewing it yourself takes little effort. The proprietary technique? Already mostly cracked.

Though some materials and brewing steps can't be fully replicated, affecting taste and effect slightly, it's still Zui Xian Niang—just like Maotown baijiu and Maotai baijiu.

"Then I'll return to tidy up and go exchange with peers from the major holy sects and noble clans," Ye Fan remained calm as ever, unshaken by Su Lin. He smiled and invited Zhong Li:

"Care to join? Aside from you, the others' identities as Liyue natives have already been settled by the Divine King."

"Alright." Zhongli nodded.

Once the group members had mostly left and the place grew quiet again, Su Lin released the immobilization spell on Song Shuhang.

"Aren't you two going to move your cross-dimensional romance forward?" Lu Mingfei asked, munching on popcorn.

"I've been meaning to ask—your frequent magic lessons aren't dates, are they?"

This guy's boldness grows day by day.

Su Lin sat with his chin propped up, silent, staring at Lu Mingfei, while Yilena, who had reached the portal's entrance and was being teased by Xing and Huiye, began shaping an unstable dimensional structure in her hands.

Sensing something amiss, Lu Mingfei tossed away his popcorn and shot into the sky like a streak of light.

Unfortunately, he crashed into an air wall impossible in the real world, then, as he fell, accidentally got struck by a dimensional magic shaped like a cement mixer.

Li Huowang asked anxiously: "Is Brother Lu okay?"

Su Lin replied: "He's fine. After all, he's one of the top-ranked in defense and immortality in the group—nicknamed 'Tough Little Cherry Blossom.'"

After speaking, Su Lin opened a portal and stepped through, gesturing to Song Shuhang with a finger to follow.

Song Shuhang grimaced, glanced at Lu Mingfei being dragged away by Lu Mingze, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground, then followed Su Lin amid the group's sympathetic stares and private messages.

Ye Fan: "Do they really have something going on?"

Xiao Yan: "What else did you see about Brother Guai? I'm not being nosy—I have a friend…"

Xing: "Credit points. I'm buying exclusive intel. No more than that."

Lu Mingfei: "One authority token to buy one of Su Lin's black histories!"

Zhang Chuang: "Bro, you there?"

Yi Leina: "Besides posters, there's nothing else, right? Don't tell me—better not, to avoid embarrassment."

Purple Gold Divine Dragon: "About your dream…"

Song Shuhang chose not to reply to those messages; these newcomers hadn't heard his initial explanation—he had entered the dream of Teacher Tony.

At this moment, in the Tianyi Sect Sect Leader's room, filled with anime and game posters, a PSP, and a computer, Song Shuhang sat on a meditation cushion, no longer as tense as before.

He had just confirmed with Senior Su Lin the contents he had seen, and even volunteered to erase his memory—but Senior Su Lin smiled and shook his head.

"This matter originated from me—how could I blame you? Don't worry. I'm not that capricious."

"I'm going to make a phone call."

Song Shuhang felt deeply moved. Senior Su Lin's heart was broader than he imagined, and his perspective on things far more detached—this was a truly reliable cultivation senior, no wonder he was the Sect Leader.

Yet he had indeed seen much of the other's privacy, learned many of his preferences and other personal details—after all, even with fast-forwarding, he sometimes still experienced one or two months alongside the other, especially in the early stages.

Who would've thought Senior Su Lin was like this in daily life…

As he was thinking this, Su Lin pushed open the door to the quiet chamber, holding his phone and still on a call:

"The situation is roughly like this…"

"Fine. I'll cover the cost of your self-destruction—or any place you need to earn funds. You just need to achieve ultimate transcendence."

"Good. Tell him yourself."

"Shuhang, it's for you."

Su Lin handed the phone to Song Shuhang—the screen showed no name, only a string of asterisks.

Indeed, merely erasing memories was too unreliable. Vows had loopholes too.

A familiar voice came from the other end.

"Hello, this is Song Shuhang." Song Shuhang, baffled, answered the call: "May I ask who—"

I can't recall much of that memory, but I do remember giving someone the Seven Light transmission. I never expected it to be you…

Teacher Tony?! Senior Su Lin is connected to him.

Song Shuhang was about to thank the other for his eye technique when he heard a cold voice from the other side:

Listen—if you dare reveal those things, I'll use my maximum limit of ultimate transcendence again just to kill you!!

Do you hear me?!

Anything that exists—even transcendents—I'll kill for you to see!

Boom—! Beep-beep-beep—

"Gulp." Song Shuhang, sweating, swallowed hard as he stared at the smiling Su Lin.

Su Lin placed a finger to his lips, signaling silence:

"Shh."

This guy's got such a petty heart?!

(End of Chapter)

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