少妇人妻互换不带套

Chapter 2925: Fulfilling a Promise Made Long Ago

In the past, Su Clan’s A Sixteen was strong-willed and polite, but Senior Huangshan had never seen her smile this sweetly before.

A Sixteen had grown up. Watching the younger members of the group mature, Senior Huangshan felt a deep sense of satisfaction.

After offering his encouragement, Senior Huangshan placed his hands behind his back and swaggered into the house.

Song Shuhang looked at the “Ten Times the Happiness” in his hand and sighed.

Senior Yellow Mountain definitely did that on purpose.

Even a gift of ten thousand first-grade spirit stones would have been better. What can you do with ten thousand RMB?

As his strength and realm increased, Song Shuhang’s need for RMB had drastically decreased. He still had leftover money from the first small boss he defeated. After all, he didn’t have many opportunities to spend it.

Still, even if it was just an RMB red envelope, it was a gift—one that other seniors in the “Nine Provinces Number One Group” might not have even considered preparing for him.

“Any gift is better than no gift,” Chu Pavilion Master’s strand of hair remarked.

“Yeah, I think so too,” Song Shuhang agreed, tucking away the thick envelope. “Later, I’ll take everyone to the mall. If you see something you like, don’t hesitate to pick it out. Don’t be shy. Earth’s malls actually have a lot of interesting little gadgets.”

Now that he had more companions, he was thinking about getting them all cell phones and modifying them a bit.

If he got the chance, he also planned to develop a “Cultivation Chat” app with a mobile interface to enhance functionality.

Moreover, it had been a long time since he and Su Clan’s A Sixteen went shopping together…

Even during the New Year, Song Shuhang still had a lot of things he wanted to do.

As he was lost in thought, another senior descended from the sky on a sword.

The light from the flight technique landed at Song Shuhang’s door, and the illusion formation concealing the person dissipated, revealing Miss Jiang Ziyan, who was clinging to the arm of the Alchemist.

The two of them were inseparable, exuding an air of sweet romance.

“Long time no see, Shuhang,” said the Alchemist. His long hair was tied back into a neat ponytail, though the dark circles under his eyes seemed darker than before… which was odd, considering he hadn’t been making as many pills lately and had cut back on all-night sessions.

It seemed that Miss Jiang Ziyan was quite eager to have a child.

Of course, no one was worried about the Alchemist’s health; he was one of the top three medical experts in the “Nine Provinces Number One Group.” He knew how to take care of himself better than anyone.

“Long time no see, Senior Alchemist. We’ve hardly met since you and Miss Ziyan got married,” Song Shuhang said, walking up to them.

The Alchemist smiled warmly. “Well, we’ve been on our honeymoon. Maybe I’ll make a copy of our travel itinerary for you, so you can learn a thing or two.”

“I’m good, thanks,” Song Shuhang said.

Beside him, Chu Chu stepped forward at the right moment, leading Little Cai in a respectful greeting.

Li Yinzhu and Little Lingxiao also greeted them sweetly.

The Alchemist beamed as he handed each of the four young girls a small box. Inside were some auxiliary cultivation pills he had recently developed, with side effects minimized to the greatest extent.

Then, he produced two more small boxes and handed them to Song Shuhang.

“These are for me? Did you prepare New Year’s gifts for me too, Senior Alchemist?” Song Shuhang’s eyes lit up—there was no way these boxes contained RMB; he could smell the medicinal aroma.

He hadn’t expected anyone other than Senior Yellow Mountain to prepare New Year’s gifts for him!

Could it be that other seniors in the “Nine Provinces Number One Group” had also secretly prepared New Year’s gifts for him?

Maybe they all said they wouldn’t give him anything but had actually planned to surprise him?

Just as Song Shuhang was getting excited, Jiang Ziyan cut in. “Don’t get your hopes up. These are gifts from the Alchemist for your parents.”

Song Shuhang was speechless.

“They’re longevity pills for ordinary people. Your parents should find them useful,” the Alchemist explained. These were a new type of pill he had developed for his own parents this year, and he had prepared two extra for Song Shuhang.

“Thank you, Senior Alchemist,” Song Shuhang said, putting away the gifts. Though they weren’t for him, he appreciated the Alchemist’s thoughtfulness.

This gift was exactly what his parents needed.

“A Sixteen, here’s something for you too. Since you activated your true dragon bloodline, I have a few ‘Dragon’s Breath Pills’ that might help,” the Alchemist said, handing Su Clan’s A Sixteen her own gift.

“Thank you, Senior Alchemist!” Su Clan’s A Sixteen, in her ghost spirit mode, giggled.

After the Alchemist handed out all the gifts, Jiang Ziyan pulled out a card and handed it to Song Shuhang. “Shuhang, this is my New Year’s gift to you.”

“Huh? For me?” Song Shuhang’s heart skipped a beat. “What is it, Miss Ziyan?”

“It’s a VIP card for the Alchemist’s Super Deluxe King Bed Suite. With this card, you can book the Alchemist’s VIP suite at any time,” Jiang Ziyan said with a straight face.

Song Shuhang was speechless.

“Just kidding. With your current strength, you’re more likely to send others to the Alchemist’s VIP suite after rubbing them into the ground. Who could send you there? Besides, your chances of getting severely injured are slim—you usually end up dying straight away,” Jiang Ziyan teased with a smile.

Song Shuhang was speechless.

Jiang Ziyan’s mischievous personality hadn’t mellowed one bit since getting married.

“This is actually a data storage card. It contains several ways to earn ‘ordinary people’s money’ that the Alchemist uses in the modern world. He once promised to help you make money, but never had the chance… Now, during the New Year, he’s finally handing over these channels to you. If you ever need money, you can earn some with these,” Jiang Ziyan said, her lips curling into a trademark sly grin.

Song Shuhang was startled.

The Alchemist had indeed promised to help him make money a long time ago.

It seemed that the senior was a man of his word, fulfilling his promise no matter how much time had passed!

However… this was another New Year’s gift related to RMB.

Did the seniors plan this together?

As Song Shuhang pondered, a spatial gate opened in front of him.

The portal shimmered lightly before the Northern Emperor stepped out of the void.

“Happy New Year, Fellow Daoist Tyrant Song,” the Northern Emperor greeted with a smile.

At that moment, the Emperor held a “red envelope” in his hand, thick enough to hold about twenty thousand yuan.

‘Is the Emperor going to give me an RMB red envelope too?’

The Northern Emperor was speechless.

Why did Fellow Daoist Tyrant Song look so puzzled after being wished a Happy New Year?

On Song Shuhang’s shoulder, Feng Yi’s strand of hair curiously asked, “Are you here to deliver a New Year’s gift too, Fellow Daoist of the North?”

“No, I’m here for something else.” The Northern Emperor handed the “red envelope” to Song Shuhang. “This is the contract we negotiated with the new Heavenly Emperor, Jin Gua. Jin Gua agreed to temporarily lend us the fragments of the Heavenly Court and transfer them to Fellow Daoist Tyrant Song’s Inner World. This is the letter and contract from Jin Gua.”

Song Shuhang was speechless.

Why did the letter need to be in a red envelope?

After accepting the red letter, Song Shuhang couldn’t help but ask, “Senior, how did you convince Senior Jin Gua?”

The fragments of the Heavenly Court were like roots to Senior Jin Gua; how could he be willing to lend them out?

“We agreed to transfer the complete ‘Heavenly Emperor’s authority’ to Jin Gua after the ceremony. With that, he was willing to lend us the Heavenly Court fragments for a while,” the Northern Emperor said, transmitting the message directly to Song Shuhang.