This poor monk is the first-class screenwriter 'Swallow Cloud'

Although that seven dao names thing was something he had come up with, he didn't know where to start complaining after he was addressed as 'little friend Seven Dao Names'.

Song Shuhang took a deep breath.

He couldn't afford to waste time on dao names and such at this moment. The most important thing to do right now was to inform Scholar Xian Gong of that matter related to the 'demodragon'. After all, both his future safety and the demodragon medicine were at stake here!

Song Shuhang typed on the mobile phone: "Senior Xian Gong, I obtained some information related to a demodragon earlier."

Scholar Xian Gong: "!!!"

"Little friend, you have news about demodragons? Where? Where is this demodragon descending?" Scholar Xian Gong wrote excitedly. His typing speed was off the charts. He had managed to write that long message and reply in less than one second. As one might have guessed, Scholar Xian Gong's mobile phone was also magically modified.