Song Shuhang stared at the Buddhist power that was coming from the hands of the driver uncle.

Could it be that this uncle from the scholarly faction is a spy from the Buddhist faction?

“Don’t look at me like that.” The driver uncle put away the Heavenly City Fragment and said softly, “If I were to use the scholarly faction’s secret technique, it would cause giant visions to appear in the air. At that time, the entire White Cloud Academy would begin shaking, and it would attract the attention of a lot of people. That isn’t in line with my low-key style.”

Song Shuhang suddenly discovered that his “facial expression library” was not rich enough for this occasion. He had no idea what facial expression he should display in front of the driver uncle after hearing what he just said.

“Come on, open the gate. I’ll send this Heavenly City Fragment to your world.” The uncle driver said while his hand glowed with the power of the Buddhist Land in Palm.

In the miniature Buddhist Land, there were bursts of Buddhist sounds, making it appear like a miniature version of the Western Paradise of the Buddha Amitabha.

“Actually, fellow daoist, when you use these Buddhist abilities, the visual effects are still quite large,” Song Shuhang said as he opened an entrance to the Inner World.

“Nah, this level is still very small.” The driver uncle jumped lightly and entered the Inner World.

Song Shuhang and Su Clan’s Sixteen followed right after him.

They landed at the same open space where Senior White’s clone had placed the Heavenly City Fragment earlier.

Song Shuhang asked, “Fellow daoist, are you going to be placing down the Heavenly City Fragment?”

The driver uncle waved his hand gently and released the Heavenly City Fragment.

Song Shuhang looked at the ground.

The soil of the Inner World turned into mud again, wrapping around the base of the Heavenly City Fragment. As it wrapped around the base of the fragment, it began to lick it.

But this time, after a few licks, the mud shrank back.

[Huh?] Song Shuhang found himself rather curious when he saw this.

The Inner World was clearly enthusiastically licking it just a few moments ago, why did it suddenly lose interest?

This reminded Song Shuhang of some memories from his childhood when he ate homemade popsicles. Whenever he had those flavored popsicles, he would place as much of them as he could inside his mouth and begin sucking out all the sweet flavoring from them… Afterward, what would be left was nothing more than ice, ice that was bland and tasteless.

Could it be that this Heavenly City Fragment had also become tasteless, so the Inner World no longer felt like licking it?

At this time, the driver uncle suddenly said, “Speaking of which, Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song. Your vigilance is very lacking.”

Song Shuhang looked puzzled. “Huh?”

“This small world should be your trump card, right?” said the driver uncle. Normally, small worlds like the Inner World were the life-saving trump card of a cultivator.

Song Shuhang nodded—theoretically speaking, it was indeed a trump card of his. However, he did not really get to use it as such most of the time.

“Since it’s a life-saving trump card, how can you let me, a person you’ve barely met, enter it so easily?” the driver uncle said seriously. “If I had malicious intentions, I could have destroyed this small world of yours, causing you to lose a trump card. Don’t underestimate the destructive ability of cultivators, especially cultivators who have grasped the laws of space, it isn’t difficult for such people to break a small world like this one. In the future, make sure to not just let people into your world so casually. This small world of yours is very precious.”

Song Shuhang nodded. “Thank you for the reminder, fellow daoist.”

At the same time, he quietly glanced at Sixteen. Elder Sister White Dragon was still inside her body.

Actually, Song Shuhang had initially been very cautious and strict with letting others enter his Inner World. Other than a couple of seniors who he considered reliable, he did not disclose information about his small world to anyone. He completely regarded the Inner World as his life-saving trump card.

Then one day, the Inner World and Senior White Two’s world of the black lotus became linked, becoming friends of sorts.

A while after that, Song Shuhang’s thoughts about the Inner World changed.

Now, if there was an enemy that was too strong for Song Shuhang to defeat, he would willingly welcome them into his Inner World.

After all, as long as they entered the Inner World, it would be equivalent to jumping right where Senior White Two was.

Moreover, it was Senior White Two’s real body that resided there, not just the projection that he used to walk around the main world.

Song Shuhang was extremely confident in the strength that the ruler of the Netherworld’s real body possessed.

Of course, the driver uncle was in no way wrong with what he said, as there was nothing wrong with being cautious.

After all, there would still be a delay between the enemy jumping in and Senior White Two making a move.

In the past, the Inner World was a mess, and there were no precious things stored inside it, so even if a part of it got destroyed, Song Shuhang would not have felt that bad.

But now, the Inner World was full of all kinds of treasures, and he was cultivating and nurturing all kinds of spirit plants and spirit beasts inside it.

All of these things were very valuable.

It was necessary to take some protective measures in the Inner World—the defense did not need to last all that long; as long as it could last until Senior White Two made a move and prevented the Inner World from being destroyed, it would be enough.

Several ideas quickly emerged in Song Shuhang’s mind.

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He looked up at the “sky” of the Inner World. The virtuous lamia was still weaving the Inner World’s Virtuous Dragon Network. When this large network eventually became as complete as the Dragon Network, the Inner World Assistant could begin operating the Inner World’s power like the Dragon Network Assistant, and use that to defend the Inner World.

The Inner World Assistant was originally a replica of the Dragon Network Assistant, so the defensive measures that the Dragon Network Assistant possessed had also been replicated into the Inner World Assistant’s system.

In addition, there were several Ancient Heavenly City Fragments in the Inner World. Those that were still relatively complete had their own defensive measures—such as the Palace of Winter, the Virtuous Palace, the Thirty-Three Divine Beast Department’s Toilet, the Ancient Heavenly City’s Canteen No. 111, and a couple of other ones.

In the era of the Ancient Heavenly City, there had to be a complete defense system that connected the various palaces together. If they were able to refer to that and have the fragments cooperate with the Inner World Assistant, then they would be able to imitate the defense system from the Heavenly City’s era.

Finally, there was also Pavilion Master Chu, who was bored out of her mind and blowing bubbles in the Living Spring. If not, he could ask her for some advice on how to set up defenses and protect the Inner World. If Pavilion Master Chu was interested and willing to join the defense system of the Inner World, it would be even better.

Having an Immortal be part of the defense system would be especially reassuring.

They could also move a couple of dangerous areas inside the Inner World such as the Death Forest that Senior White had transferred in.

At that time, if he were just facing some weaker enemies, Song Shuhang would not even need to waste his time. He could simply grab them all and throw them into these areas.

Inspiration kept on overflowing in Song Shuhang’s mind.

He suddenly discovered that his Inner World was full of potential.

As long as he could think of ways to use the things inside it, the potential of the Inner World was humongous.

“Thank you for the reminder, fellow daoist.” Song Shuhang thanked the driver uncle again.

The driver uncle went silent for a few moments before saying, “I’m getting the feeling that Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song is thinking of something extremely dangerous.”

Song Shuhang said, “I am a peaceful person, the future successor of the motherland.”

The driver uncle: “???”

There really was a generation gap between him and Profound Sage Tyrannical Song.

Even though they were chatting face to face, they did not seem to be on the same page.

[Shuhang, Sixteen, where did you two go? Why haven’t you come in yet?] At this moment, the voice of Senior White sounded in the ears of Song Shuhang and Sixteen.

“Senior White just called,” Song Shuhang said. “We should head over to the world of the golden lotus.”

The driver uncle nodded and said, “Let’s go.”

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At the entrance of the scholarly faction’s world of the golden lotus.

Song Shuhang and Sixteen headed toward the entrance, but the driver uncle did not follow.

Sixteen turned her head curiously and found the uncle waving at her and Shuhang.

Song Shuhang asked, “Fellow daoist, are you not coming in?”

The driver uncle said, “I have to keep a low-profile. You guys go on. When you’re in there, ask Sage White how to take out the Heavenly City Fragment. I’ll be waiting for the results of fellow daoist’s experiment from here.”

“Fellow daoist, you won’t suddenly disappear on us again, right?” Song Shuhang said—he still hadn’t gotten the promised ❮Buddha’s Giant Palm of Punishment❯.

The driver uncle, who was proficient in reading facial expressions, was immediately able to decipher what was in Song Shuhang’s mind. He stretched out his hand and took out a thick book and threw it at Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang opened it and saw that it was indeed in the style of the Jingang Temple, and there were pictures of a muscular monk in the book. Every few pages, there would also be cultivation chants attached.

The driver uncle said, “This ❮Buddha’s Giant Palm of Punishment❯ is similar to a flipbook. When you hold this book and flip through it quickly, you will find that the content of this book seems to come alive and start moving.”

Song Shuhang replied, “I see.”

He held the ❮Buddha’s Giant Palm of Punishment❯ firmly in his hand and began flipping through the book. Indeed, the pictures in the book looked as if they had come alive.

“When the time comes, fellow daoist, you can first write down the cultivation chants and then just start flipping through them quickly. After you chant them a few more times, you can start to learn the ❮Buddha’s Giant Palm of Punishment❯. It’s very simple and practical. Back then, the Jingang Temple promoted having their disciples learn on their own, allowing them to go at their own pace. Unfortunately, the Jingang Temple’s inheritance…” The driver uncle said regretfully.

“Thank you, fellow daoist.” Song Shuhang put away the ❮Buddha’s Giant Palm of Punishment❯. After he mastered this move, he would be able to stretch out his hand and create a giant palm mixed with the power of divine lightning. It sounded especially cool and powerful.

Moreover, when he thought of the combination of Buddha’s Palm and Divine Punishment’s Lightning, Song Shuhang immediately thought of the city-scale Lightning Palm in the Ninth Stage heavenly tribulation. He felt that the two had quite a few similarities.

Song Shuhang and Sixteen turned around and entered the world of the golden lotus.

The driver uncle nervously stood guard outside the Inner World, waiting for Song Shuhang to come out.

He said softly, “I hope the experiment is successful.”

If the experiment was successful, all of the Heavenly City Fragments in the scholarly faction’s possession could be transferred into the world of the golden lotus in one go. In this way, it would be possible to delay the Heavenly Emperor in rebuilding the Heavenly City. Consequently, that would cause the current Wielder of the Will to continue to remain in an incomplete state.

In addition, if the scholarly faction’s world of the golden lotus were to acquire many Ancient Heavenly City Fragments and expand through them, that would be very beneficial for its future development…