The Confused Ball

Song Shuhang's primordial spirit quickly whipped out his mobile phone and scanned his contact list. He greeted with a smile, "Senior Drunken Moone, welcome back!"

"Little friend Shuhang, you too have remembered my Daoist name incorrectly. I am Scholar Drunken Star," Scholar Drunken Star sighed.

Song Shuhang expressed confusion and double-checked his phone. He focused on the word 'Drunken' in his contact list. He remained just as confused.

Looking up at the scholar, Song Shuhang offered a kind smile. "Please, feel free to speak, Senior.

"Your current cultivation technique will lead you nowhere, Senior. Have you considered pursuing other techniques?" Song Shuhang advised.

As he spoke, the scholar stepped out of Song Shuhang's Inner World, but in the next moment, he disappeared into thin air.

Stunned, Song Shuhang quickly scanned the area with his divine sense but found nothing.