Chapter 1798 - Throne of Endurance
Chapter 1798: Throne of Endurance
Senior Turtle stretched out its forelimbs and patted the sad Song Shuhang lightly. “Although I don’t know why you are sad, child, just cry if you are feeling this way. If you cry bitterly, you will feel better. Crying does not represent weakness, it is merely the catharsis of human emotions. Studies have even shown that people who cry tend to live longer.”
Song Shuhang raised his head and glanced at Senior Turtle. Ever since it had begun studying psychology, it had become increasingly understanding and compassionate of others.
But Senior Turtle, what are you doing by taking that little bottle out…?
“Although you’re only at the Sixth Stage Realm, you have a special physique. You’ve held a Divinity Show three times, and didn’t die even when coming into contact with the Law of Eternity, so your tears should be very valuable,” Senior Turtle said seriously. It wanted to try out a ‘Profound Sage Tyrannical Song’s Tears Facial Mask’.
After all, under normal circumstances, if a Sixth Stage cultivator were to come into contact with the Law of Eternity, there was only one end for them—death. But despite that, Song Shuhang was not only alive and kicking, but he even managed to incorporate the Law of Eternity into his body to create a pseudo-eternity smoke mode.
There should be a trace of ‘eternity’ in his tears, and that would definitely be very effective in terms of nourishing properties.
Song Shuhang: “…”
He silently stacked the three booklets together. “Senior Turtle, that friend of the Great Emperor that you mentioned earlier… Were you referring to Slow-Witted Song?”
The language used in the ❮Divine Weapon Appraisal❯ was Chinese. When Senior Turtle copied them, it should have still been the era of the Ancient Heavenly City, and Chinese should not have existed back then.
Song Shuhang had always had many speculations when it came to Slow-Witted Song’s origin. If the Chinese characters above were truly taught to Senior Turtle by Slow-Witted Song, then he would have made some more progress with regards to his speculations. Was he a transmigrator? Or perhaps he had sent a projection into the past? Or had he traversed the long river of time and projected his will to peer into the future?
Senior Turtle replied, “Yes, it’s that guy who loves causing trouble.”
Song Shuhang asked, “Sure enough, it is him. Then, is this Throne of Wealth Distribution also related to him?”
Could the guy who Loose Immortal Xiaoyao won against be Slow-Witted Song?
“What ‘Throne of Wealth Distribution’? Is it related to Slow-Witted Song? I also don’t know.” Seeing that Song Shuhang wasn’t going to cry, Senior Turtle regretfully put away the small bottle.
Song Shuhang let out a long sigh. “Senior Turtle, what is this ❮Divine Weapon Appraisal❯ about?”
Senior Turtle said, “As its name suggests, it’s a magazine that records some interesting magical treasures in the era of the Ancient Heavenly City. I remember the original Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Combined Magical Treasure was also recorded on it.”
Song Shuhang opened the first page of the ❮Divine Weapon Appraisal❯.
[Imperial Chariot: A very interesting magical treasure. Although it is currently only at the Seventh Stage, it has the potential to reach the Ninth Stage or even higher, possessing the potential to ascend and acquire the quality of a Tribulation Transcender’s divine weapon. Most importantly, it is very cool, and when used to fly, it looks as if one were riding a wheelbarrow.]
He then flipped past.
[Majestic Codex: Knowledge is power.]
And again.
[Divine Mobile Battle Bed: This is a magical treasure that hasn’t been created yet and merely exists in concept. Its flight speed is slow but extremely stable. It is suitable for short trips for people that are in no hurry.]
All of them were some strange ‘divine weapons’, the only thing they had in common was that they were in line with the aesthetics of Slow-Witted Song.
In addition to the ugly handwritten text of Senior Turtle, the end of each page was accompanied by a terrible ‘illustration’.
These illustrations were even worse than children’s doodles… And they were also made by Senior Turtle.
In addition, when he saw the introduction of the Divine Mobile Battle Bed, Song Shuhang suddenly remembered Soft Feather’s senior brother, Liu Jianyi. He seemed to have a big bed that could fly just like the one mentioned in the booklet.
Song Shuhang quickly flipped through the three booklets, and was dumbfounded. “What’s the use of this ❮Divine Weapon Appraisal❯?”
Senior Turtle said, “As I said, it is a booklet made for fun, so it isn’t about anything serious. I merely used it to practice transcribing, why would it have any particular use?”
“So it was a trap.” Song Shuhang was heartbroken. Three opportunities, three opportunities for top-tier treasures were exchanged for this trash—that was all wasted money!
“Don’t be so sad.” Senior Turtle patted Song Shuhang again. “This is an antique, and it was made by a turtle of the Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcender Realm. You can keep it as an heirloom treasure.”
“I will.” Song Shuhang stored the three booklets. “I’ll go and put it up for sale to see if anyone is interested in it. Perhaps I can sell it for a high price.”
“If you want to sell it, I can give you a few more copies,” Senior Turtle said cheerfully. “We can do business together when the time comes.”
“To a pleasant cooperation.” Song Shuhang searched through the ninth floor again. “Senior Turtle, can you look around and see if there are any useful treasures around?”
“Besides the messy cultivation technique booklets, the treasures here are all of similar value.” After Senior Turtle’s head spun 360 degrees, it suddenly pointed to a throne and said, “If you really don’t know what to choose, then you can choose that.”
Song Shuhang looked over—it was a throne that would cause one’s scalp to go numb just from looking at it.
The throne was built from the bones of unknown creatures, and twelve dark blades were inserted into it. A ghastly fire shrouded the throne. Overall, it looked like the throne of an end-game Undead Boss in a Western fantasy game.
But this was not the most important point… What was to be taken note of was that the spot where one would sit had white bone spikes sticking out. The longest one was even as long as a finger.
Was this something for people to sit on?
If a person sat on it… How horrible would that be?
Just looking at this throne, my butt hurts.
Only skeletons would be able to sit comfortably on this throne, right?
Song Shuhang asked, “Senior Turtle, what is special about this throne? It can’t be something used to punish prisoners, right?”
Senior Turtle laughed. “As a cultivator, you have to get rid of the habit of judging things by their appearance. In the world of cultivation, the stranger a treasure is, the more interesting its effects are. For example, this throne named Throne of Endurance has the effect of ‘suspending life’. Even a person on the verge of death, as long as they are placed on this throne, would be able to stay alive. After that, as long as you provide enough energy, they would be able to stay in such a state for about half a year. This half a year is enough time to find many ways to save the concerned party’s life.”
“It sounds similar to ‘cryonics’. However, if what you said is true, this is indeed a good item.” After hearing of its effects, Song Shuhang decided to choose it.
Song Shuhang opened the Inner World again. “Senior Chu, please lend me a hand again!”
“Sorry, little friend Song. My hands haven’t grown out yet, so I can’t lend you one.” Pavilion Master Chu calmly blew bubbles.
Song Shuhang: “…”