Zhang San, please behave yourself!

Before sleeping, Zhang San was constantly pondering what exactly his Golden Finger was all about.

After all, only by understanding it clearly could he gain more advantages for himself.

Therefore, tonight to test it, Zhang San drank a lot of water before going to sleep.

Zhang San really wanted to know what would happen if he woke up in the middle of a dream.

In the dream, he always cultivated exactly eight years.

How much time had passed in the real world during those eight years in the dream?

If he woke up in the dream, could he continue the cultivation he hadn't finished by going back to sleep?.

With many questions in mind, Zhang San drank plenty of water and then lay down.

However, like money, sleep isn't something you can have just because you want it.

But the urge to urinate always catches you unexpectedly, yet it makes perfect sense.

Zhang San hadn't fallen asleep yet when he felt his bladder blowing the trumpet to rush to the privy.

Whish whish—

Zhang San relieved himself contentedly, feeling that although the place smelled bad, everyone who came was so relieved, truly a forever god!

After finishing, he pulled up his pants and just as Zhang San turned to leave, he looked at the pitch-black privy and slowly lifted his hand to use Palm Thunder.

Originally Zhang San thought his Palm Thunder couldn't really just be a massage skill.

But now it seems, even the brightness is so mediocre, it probably can really only be used as a massage skill.

Zhang San leaned on the wall as he walked out of the privy, but just when his hand touched the wall, he suddenly heard a woman's moan from the darkness.

Scared, Zhang San immediately glanced at the ground.

The toilet wasn't made of flesh, so how could such a strange sound be emanating from the privy?

Zhang San hurriedly leaned on the wall and left the privy.

Then Zhang San didn't realize that the shadow lurking within his own had been shocked by his Palm Thunder, and because it was so sudden, it cried out aloud.

Hearing the moaning sound around him as if from a female ghost, Zhang San hurriedly ran back to his room.

Fortunately, once inside his room, no sound of a female ghost came.

This world is too terrifying!

Zhang San lay down with a nervous heart and then entered into the land of dreams.

As Zhang San fell into a deep sleep, a dark figure emerged from his shadow, then shot through the crack of the door, directly heading for Bai Yucheng's room.

Bai Yucheng was in his room organizing the information he had observed about Zhang San, and sensing the shadow at the door, he called out, "Come in."

A dark figure moved along the floor, came to Bai Yucheng's desk, and stood up from the ground to form a human-shaped shadow, and then transformed into a normal person's appearance.

"Officer Bai, I... I..."

Bai Yucheng glanced at the shadow. Although the shadow was a child he had adopted, he had been nurturing it in the shadows all these years, and the relationship between them was more like father and daughter.

"Shadow, what's the matter? Just tell me straight."

Shadow bit her lip, struggled for a while, and then spoke out about what Zhang San had done to her.

Of course, Shadow described the part where Senior Xu taught Palm Thunder in a very objective way.

But with Zhang San, it was completely in the tone of furiously scolding a lascivious thief.

After listening, Bai Yucheng's eyebrows furrowed deeply.

Could it be that Zhang San, though he had lost his memory, had cultivated some Cultivation Techniques, so even the Thunder Method, which drives away evil and repels devils, bore the flavor of the Demon Sect?

Zhang San, it's just like you!

"Shadow, you've worked hard. Rest well tonight. Tomorrow I'll take you to see him, using the excuse of protecting the team leader to let you enter his shadow legitimately. This should at least prevent... such an awkward incident from happening again."

"Furthermore, Zhang San is not to be underestimated, so I will introduce you as mute, and you have to cooperate well, understand?"

"Yes, Officer."

After Shadow left, Bai Yucheng looked at the newly organized information about Zhang San, feeling that he had to add even more to it now.

Meanwhile, the deeply sleeping Zhang San was unaware of his shadow sneaking out.

At that time, he was dreaming, learning Thunder Method from an old man dressed in a blue-purple Taoist robe.

Eight years!

A whole eight years!

In those eight years, Zhang San had learned all the Thunder Series Techniques!

After finishing, Zhang San vaguely felt as though he had arrived in the heavens, and for some reason, standing on clouds did not make him feel the slightest bit uneasy about being in this strange environment.

Zhang San was just curious if urinating in the sky would make it rain in the mortal world.

Then, Zhang San decided to find a cloud that he found pleasing to the eye to try it out.

Just when he had spotted a golden auspicious cloud and wanted to try it, suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder from behind.

Zhang San turned his head to look...

A very large face appeared in front of Zhang San.

Being abruptly awakened, Zhang San was so scared that he threw a Rushing Thunder Curse with his hand, while simultaneously scrambling back from the bed.

Boom—

The person seeing Zhang San raise his hand immediately dodged to the side.

However, with a loud bang, the roof of the entire room was shattered by the Rushing Thunder Curse Zhang San had just released.

As countless pieces of broken tiles fell, sunlight streamed into the room through the drifting dust.

Only then did Zhang San realize that the large face was actually Officer Bai, observing him up close.

"Mr. Bai… cough cough… Mr. Bai has arrived!"

After all, everyone was pretending to be from the Heavenly Punishment Sect, so no matter whether others were present or not, Zhang San could not call him Officer Bai.

At this moment, Officer Bai was still in shock.

Although he hadn't seen clearly what Thunder Method it was in his hasty dodge, he knew the might of that attack was definitely not something that could be produced by someone in the early stages of the Primordial Qi Realm.

That single strike could even harm those in the True Core Realm.

"This Thunder Method of yours..."

"Oh, yesterday Senior Xu taught me the Thunder Method, and I just realized that I am incredibly gifted in this aspect. Hehe..."

As Zhang San spoke, he also laughed honestly and scratched the back of his head.

Only then did Zhang San notice that behind Bai Yucheng stood a person dressed in black.

"Mr. Bai, who is this?"

Bai Yucheng came over and whispered in Zhang San's ear, "This is an expert specially assigned to protect you, as I requested from the Principal Officer."

"This person practices the Shadow Trick, capable of transforming into a shadow and entering your own to protect you."

"However, this person is mute, so you should just act as if there is no one in your shadow on normal days."

Zhang San nodded and glanced at the man in black. Judging from his physique, he was just a thin man.

After Officer Bai finished talking about this matter, he looked up at the shattered roof and then left.

The shadow entered into Zhang San's shadow.

Zhang San didn't pay much attention to the shadow being by his side. Instead, he was still contemplating whether he could dream about the old man and then practice Techniques related to certain items in the cultivation room he encountered during the day for eight years?

If it really were so, then what should he touch today?

While pondering, Zhang San picked up the Horizontal Blade that was beside his bed and casually gestured with it.

Finally, Zhang San decided what he wanted to learn today and thrust the blade into the ground.

The shadow inside the shadow hastened to dodge.

Zhang San noticed the distortion in his shadow below and suddenly remembered there was someone in his shadow.

"Sorry, I forgot there was someone below."

The shadow felt annoyed inside.

What does he mean by 'someone below'?

Uttering foul language and indecent words early in the morning, typical of the Demon Cult Followers!