Chapter 77

"Indeed, I do know something, but it's all information from forty years ago." The Master of Seven Lives Talisman Manor explained softly, "Forty-three years ago, I was traveling all over the world. On my way, I passed through a village in the eastern region of China. At that time, the entire village was brutally sacrificed, with no survivors. It was done to artificially create resentment and凝聚怨鬼. This is the method of evil ghost cultivators."

"I was extremely angry back then and made a great vow to completely eradicate those evil ghost cultivators. Afterward, I tracked them for a long time, but unfortunately, I only managed to eliminate a few insignificant ghost cultivator subordinates. However, from them, I found the three-claw mark on the beast head."

The Master of Seven Lives Talisman Manor was a very righteous man in his youth, perhaps even overly righteous.

Moreover, he had a fiery temper when he was young and liked to make grand vows whenever he encountered injustice.

Just like with the incident of the evil ghost cultivators massacring the village, he made a grand vow, swearing to the heavens and the earth that he would completely eradicate the group of evil ghost cultivators who created resentful ghosts.

He made nearly a thousand such grand vows in his youth.

Now, he has a small notebook specifically for recording the grand vows he made in his youth.

A cultivator's vows are witnessed by heaven and earth and should not be taken lightly. Once made, one must try their best to fulfill them; otherwise, their mind will not be at peace, and they will face mental demons when advancing in the future.

The current Master of Seven Lives Talisman Manor is shedding tears as he tries to find time to fulfill the various vows he made in his youth—despite feeling that he is working very hard to fulfill these vows, why are there still so many left in the notebook?

For a while, the Master of Seven Lives Talisman Manor really wanted the ability to travel through time. Then he would go back to the past and give his young self, who made grand vows, a 300-pound slap to wake him up and not burden his future self!

Let's get back to the topic.

"Pharmacist Senior Brother mentioned that you have some leads on the ghost cultivators with the claw-marked beast head?" the Master of Seven Lives Talisman Manor asked.

"I have a few small leads, thanks to the help of Senior Pharmacist. If everything goes smoothly, I should be able to find the approximate location of the leader of this organization in the next few days," Song Shuhang replied. The information about the leader was obtained from the long-armed man tonight.

"Truly wonderful. These evil ghost cultivators should be eradicated by everyone. Unfortunately, I am currently in the western region of China, dealing with some matters, and cannot go to assist you." The Master of Seven Lives Talisman Manor was a bit depressed and continued, "So, young friend, give me a delivery address. Tomorrow, I will send you a few talisman treasures, hoping they will be of some help to you."

Talisman treasures? Song Shuhang immediately thought of the golden talisman paper that Soft Feather used to fight the spirit ghosts!

"Finally, Shuhang, a cultivator's dao name is their face. Your dao name is a bit awkward and doesn't sound smooth. It's best to change it! Remember to send me an address where I can send the package. I'll send it to you right away." With that, the Master of Seven Lives Talisman Manor quickly hung up the phone, fearing that Song Shuhang would refuse his kindness.

"..." Song Shuhang.

"Shuhang" is just my chat nickname, not my dao name!

Maybe I should change my nickname?

Otherwise, if everyone thinks this is my dao name, and they call me "Shuhang Daoist" or "Shuhang Senior" in the future, it will hurt my heart.

Then, Song Shuhang brought up the text message template, edited his delivery address, and sent it to the Master of Seven Lives Talisman Manor.

In fact, the Master of Seven Lives Talisman Manor didn't need to hang up so quickly.

Song Shuhang isn't the type to pretend to be strong. He knows the gap in strength between himself and the opponent, the leader. At this time, whether it's talisman treasure support or personal assistance, Song Shuhang would not refuse anyone's kindness.

When it comes to life and death, what use is face?

"I wonder what kind of talisman treasure the Master of Seven Lives Talisman Manor will send me?"

Talisman treasures!

The golden talisman paper that Soft Feather used could suppress two spirit ghosts with just one use, showing great power.

For Song Shuhang, this is undoubtedly a timely help!

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June 7th, scorching sun.

At this time every year, it is the most stressful and tense period for high school students, as the college entrance examination in China always starts on this day.

And every year at this time, the Jiangnan University City holds a sports meet, deeply reflecting the deep malice of the Jiangnan University City's leadership towards the stressed high school students.

Among the events, the 5000-meter men's long-distance race is held on the first morning of the sports meet.

As a participant, Song Shuhang got up early to stretch his muscles and bones, and then planned to casually take first place.

When he got up, he touched the black flying sword placed by the bed.

The flying sword, originally a treasure that does not stain with blood, gave Song Shuhang the illusion of being able to smell the blood on it.

"Indeed, it wasn't a dream." Song Shuhang muttered to himself.

Yesterday... he cut someone for the first time, and it was a head. The image of the long-armed man's head flying up is still imprinted in his mind. As the first blood in Song Shuhang's life, the long-armed man's appearance will stay in his mind for a long time.

"Next, there's still the leader." Song Shuhang gripped the flying sword tightly.

The enemy mistakenly thought he was a "high-level person" and was scared away from Jiangnan. However, Song Shuhang cannot rely on the enemy's "misunderstanding" for the safety of himself and his family.

Until this major problem is resolved, Song Shuhang will not be able to rest easy. Fortunately, there will be clues by the latest this afternoon.

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...

After getting up and washing up, Song Shuhang opened the dormitory door to go and stretch his body.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a smiling, well-dressed man standing at the door.

He looked familiar, who is it?

"Shuhang, we meet again. I am Xiao Jiang from Fengshou Express, and I have another package for you." The well-dressed man forced a friendly smile.

He remembered, it's Mr. Sima Jiang from Fengshou Express.

Last time, Song Shuhang didn't know his identity and called him Xiao Jiang, thinking he was just a delivery man. At that time, Sima Jiang's mouth involuntarily twitched—after all, he was a person of some importance, and being called Xiao Jiang was too shocking.

But this time, he called himself "Xiao Jiang." In three days, he had delivered two packages from different senders and addresses, but the senders were all people of great importance.

This "Xiao Jiang," he is determined to be it. Even if it's "Xiao Xiao Jiang" or "Xiao Xiao Xiao Jiang," it's fine!

Seeing Sima Jiang, Song Shuhang immediately thought of the package the Master of Seven Lives Talisman Manor mentioned he would send yesterday.

A package sent at midnight arrived by six in the morning? What kind of speed is this?

"Good morning, Xiao Jiang. Is it another express air delivery?" Song Shuhang asked.

"Yes, it's an express delivery from the western region of China. I personally flew overnight to pick it up and delivered it to you as quickly as possible, without delaying your time, Shuhang." Sima Jiang took out a package about the size of a mobile phone box from his pocket.

It was wrapped in multiple layers, sealed tightly.

"It didn't delay me, it came just in time. Thank you for your hard work, where do I sign?" Song Shuhang trusted the delivery man Xiao Jiang, and the last package he delivered was perfect.

"Sign here." Sima Jiang handed over a pen.

While signing, Song Shuhang remembered the black iron flying sword of Master Tongxuan and casually asked, "By the way, Xiao Jiang, I might have a package to send in a few days. I'll contact you then."

In a few days, after he deals with the "leader" issue, he will need to send Master Tongxuan's sword back. Fengshou Express has excellent service, so Song Shuhang naturally thought of him first.

"Where is it going? Do you need express air delivery?" Sima Jiang's eyes lit up with joy.

"No, no, the recipient isn't in a hurry, so regular delivery is fine. I'll contact you when I need to send it in a few days." Song Shuhang smiled.

"No problem, you can contact me 24/7!" Sima Jiang smiled, providing five-star service.

Song Shuhang held the package, wondering what the talisman treasure the Master of Seven Lives Talisman Manor mentioned would look like.