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A heavy and deafening sound, similar to the bell of a temple, echoed throughout the entire area.     

The people inside this luxurious manor were scared half to death. Ten or so guards rushed toward the front gate to prepare for the apparent troublemakers’ appearance.     

The guard in charge of the gate looked outside via a camera and only saw a guy wearing an Ultraman mask standing at the front entrance. He was wearing such a childish mask in broad daylight, and he even punched the gate… did this guy have a mental illness or something?     

"Old Wang, who is that guy outside?" The leader of the guards asked.     

"Someone with mental problems. Who is gonna chase him away?" The guard named Old Wang replied.     

"I’ll go. Two people, come with me. Be careful, if he’s really someone with mental problems, we’ll have to chase him out for good so as to avoid him troubling us again," the leader of the guards took the lead and went toward the small side gate.     

If the guy outside was really crazy, it would be better to pay attention. If he were to be stabbed, he would really be an idiot not to have paid attention. It was better to bring along two guys and chase him away together.     

On the other hand, if it were someone that had come here to purposely create trouble, they would give him a good beating.     

***     

At this time, Song Shuhang swung another fist.     

The iron gate cried out in pain!     

No, wait. It was the fist that cried out in pain!     

The front gate was made of thick and hard iron. It wasn’t like those fake goods that were just coated with iron. Of course, Song Shuhang wasn’t so silly to think that he could punch through this gate.     

After all, he was someone who knew his limits.     

He was punching the lock of the gate, hoping to break it.     

However, it turned out that the lock of the gate was equally as hard as the gate. He revolved the power of qi and blood in addition to his spiritual qi. But even so, this power capable of twisting steel bars didn’t even make the gate budge.     

Song Shuhang heaved a sigh. He turned his head and looked at the monster pekingese Doudou.     

"Hah hah hah," The pekingese Doudou spat out his tongue. He looked at Song Shuhang and blinked, looking very cute.     

Song Shuhang heaved a sigh, "Doudou, we need to go inside!"     

If he couldn’t break the gate, he could just jump over it!     

Doudou was here. He needed only a slight jump to leap over this 5-6 meters tall gate.     

"Woof! Fine!" Doudou nodded and decided to cooperate. Then, his body started to get bigger, until he turned into a five meters long monster pekingese.     

Afterwards, he lifted his paw and ruthlessly smashed the iron gate.     

"Bang…"     

That five meters tall iron gate was broken just like this.     

When that heavy gate made of steel fell on the ground, it raised a lot of dust that blocked everyone’s sight.     

Song Shuhang turned his head and looked at Doudou… was he doing it on purpose?     

The monster pekingese spat out his tongue once again, looking as cute as before.     

Song Shuhang rubbed his temples. Had he really made the correct decision by selecting Doudou as a teammate?     

***     

The leader of the guards had just arrived at the small side gate when he saw the huge main gate falling on the ground!     

He almost got a heart attack. Luckily, he had walked toward the small side gate. Had he gone toward the main gate, he would have been pressed down by it as it fell. And given the weight of the gate, he would have been squashed to death.     

"How did the main gate fall? Did that madman outside use a bomb or something?"     

"I didn’t hear any explosion. Did he use one of those modern micro-sized demolition bombs? So, that ‘bang’ must have been caused by the detonation..."     

The eyes of these guards were wide open as they looked toward the main gate that had just fallen.     

They could only see a man standing there with his hands clasped behind his back. He was wearing an Ultraman mask that was particularly irritating in their eyes.     

The guards couldn’t see the monster dog Doudou. Therefore, they thought that Song Shuhang was the villain that had destroyed the gate.     

"It wasn’t an explosion." The leader of the guards looked at the gate. He hadn’t discovered any trace left behind by an explosion. But then, how did this gate fell?     

However, the leader of the guards quickly calmed down. He waved his hand and hinted the subordinates to encircle Song Shuhang. Afterwards, he said in a grave tone, "Who are you?!"     

Song Shuhang smiled. He said in a hoarse voice, "Relax. I don’t want to hurt you."     

The leader’s corner of the mouth twitched. This guy had just destroyed the main gate of the house, and now he was saying stuff like ‘I don’t want to hurt you’... did he take them for idiots?     

"Hehe. I’m here to take away a friend," Song Shuhang continued. At the same time, he revolved his ❮True Self Meditation Scripture❯ to accumulate some mental energy.     

"Your friend? May I ask who is your friend?" The leader of the guards was somewhat puzzled.     

"My friend was just brought inside that luxurious mansion by the lot of you," Song Shuhang said. "I only want to bring them back. Therefore, if you could just give them back to me, it would be the best thing for both parties."     

The leader of the guards was somewhat confused after hearing these words. He asked a nearby person in a low voice, "Did Younger Master Yi Gu fall so low as to steal someone else’s woman?"     

"No. Today, he went to steal a thing. However, it was only an idol from some nameless temple. I don’t know what’s gotten into him. However, it was only a statue. In the worst case, we can just compensate for the damage." A subordinate of his said in a low voice.     

At this time, Song Shuhang said, "Yep. That statue is the friend I’m talking about. Therefore, tell that Younger Master Yi Gu to give my friend back."     

After hearing these words, the leader of the guards looked at Song Shuhang with a hint of pity in his eyes. So this guy was really an idiot after all!     

The nearby Doudou raised his leg and kicked Song Shuhang. "Enough with this useless talk. Just directly charge in. They went through so many hardships to rob the statue. Do you think they’re going to give it back just because you’re saying so?"     

Song Shuhang, who was still revolving his ❮True Self Meditation Scripture❯, had almost been interrupted by Doudou. He gloomily looked at him, "I was just trying to gain some time. I was accumulating mental energy to make a big move!"     

With a dog as a teammate, how was he supposed to get a rampage? [1]     

At this time, Song Shuhang wanted to make use of his ‘spiritual pressure’.     

After opening his Heart Aperture and completing his Hundred Days Foundation Establishment, his mental energy also had an exponential increase. At this time, if he were to use his ‘spiritual pressure’ at full force, it wouldn’t just end with a female teacher getting scared!     

However, all the mental energy that he had accumulated had almost been dispersed by Doudou’s kick.     

"So, are you going to make your move or not?" Doudou shouted.     

"I’m going!" Song Shuhang took a deep breath. He used the ❮True Self Meditation Scripture❯ and his ‘true self’ in the sea of consciousness also opened his eyes.     

Then, the mental energy that he had painstakingly accumulated changed into ‘spiritual pressure’ that shot toward the guards.     

Just now, the leader of the guards and his subordinates had seen Song Shuhang talking with his ‘invisible friend’. Just as expected, this guy had mental problems!     

Moreover, he was a crazy fellow who had the means to destroy a huge iron gate.     

He was a really fearful opponent! Should they contact the nearest mental hospital and have him taken away?     

But at this time, they felt a huge invisible pressure weighing down on them. This pressure gave them goose bumps all over the body.     

It was as if a terrifying beast had pounced on them, nailing them on the ground. Its mouth was wide open, and it was ready to swallow them down in one gulp.     

The subordinates with a weaker willpower felt their brain explode. They held their heads and squatted down. Those that had a slightly stronger willpower felt their legs become soft. They just couldn’t stop their legs from shaking.     

"No one fainted?" Song Shuhang said. He had mistakenly believed that after opening his Heart Aperture and completing his Hundred Days Foundation Establishment, he could knock down ordinary people with just his ‘spiritual pressure’.     

"With this amount of mental energy, turning their legs soft is your limit. If you want to make them faint with your spiritual pressure, you better condense a Golden Core and become a Fifth Stage Spiritual Emperor." The pekingese Doudou said.     

However, once you’ve reached the Fifth Stage Golden Core Realm, would you really need something like ‘spiritual pressure’?     

You could just look them in the eyes and release a bit of your energy to make them faint on the spot.     

The leader of the guards was the first one to get back on his feet.     

"This guy is very strange. Let’s take him on together!" The leader of the guards shouted. His roar dispersed all the fear they were feeling. Afterwards, he charged against Song Shuhang with his subordinates.     

Thirty seconds later.     

Song Shuhang had just thrown a few punches, and the guards were painfully lying on the ground, unable to get back on their feet.     

"I wasted so much time to prepare that ‘spiritual pressure’, and it was still inferior to my fists…" Song Shuhang clenched his fist and said somewhat depressed.     

"If you had told me in advance, you wouldn’t have wasted any time. Woof, enough chit-chat now. Let’s take True Monarch White and leave. I still have to accompany my wife. Woof woof!" The pekingese Doudou said.     

***     

In the depths of the luxurious mansion, in the small standalone courtyard of a small multi-storied building.     

This was Young Master Yi Gu’s dwelling place.     

Young Master Yi Gu ordered twenty sturdy men to carefully place the statue of the Nameless Celestial God inside the small courtyard. Even with the cloth on, he still felt his heartbeat speed up as he got near it.     

He hadn’t had this kind of feeling since his first love!     

Young Master Yi Gu thoughtlessly asked, "Did something happen outside?"     

"It seems there is someone causing trouble. Guard leader Liu is already on his way to take care of him. It should be over soon," a sturdy man replied.     

"Good. Tell them to throw that guy far away, so as to avoid him troubling me again." Young Master Yi Gu waved his hand. All the sturdy men withdrew from the courtyard.     

Then, he rubbed his hands and excitedly grabbed a corner of the cloth, slowly uncovering the statue.     

The perfection of the statue was once again fully displayed before his eyes.     

"So beautiful. I wish I could stare at it for the rest of my life," Young Master Yi Gu muttered. Now that he had this idol, he didn’t even need a wife.     

He only wished to accompany this statue for the rest of this life. From now on, he was willing to worship the Celestial God day and night, just like a daoist priest abstaining from consuming meat. Ugh, wait… it was the buddhist monk that was supposed to avoid meat.     

Just when he was dreaming of all this, a voice suddenly echoed, "I found you."     

He raised his head only to see a guy wearing an Ultraman mask squatting on the courtyard wall.     

"Hello. Nihao," Song Shuhang waved his hand to Young Master Yi Gu, "That statue there is my friend. I’m here to take him back."     

"Take him back? Impossible. Stop daydreaming, the statue of the Celestial God is mine and mine alone!" Young Master Yi Gu said angrily.     

"Such a troublesome fellow," Song Shuhang sighed.     

If only the Celestial God wasn’t in meditation, he could have just destroyed the statue coming out on his own. This would have saved him a lot of trouble.     

Song Shuhang leapt down from the wall and said, "Unfortunately, this statue doesn’t belong to anyone. You are just charmed by the appearance of the idol. You should have some sleep. Once you wake up, you’ll return normal."     

Song Shuhang was planning to put Young Master Yi Gu to sleep.     

At this time, a weak and feeble voice echoed throughout the small multi-storied building. It belonged to a woman, and was filled with anger and indignation. "Elder Brother, I’ve heard that you overtly stole an idol from a Daoist temple because you wanted to pray. What’s wrong with your head?"