Cultivation Chat Group
One day, Song Shuhang was suddenly added to a chat group with many seniors that suffered from chuuni disease. The people inside the group would call each other ‘Fellow Daoist’ and had all different kinds of titles: Palace Master, Cave Lord, True Monarch, Immortal Master, etc. Even the pet of the founder of the group that had run away from home was called ‘monster dog’. They would talk all day about pill refining, exploring ancient ruins, or share their experience on techniques. However, after lurking inside the group for a while, he discovered that not all was what it seemed...
Can We Hold Hands for a Bit?
Editor: Kurisu
Song Shuhang first ordered the restaurant’s specialty fish head and the beef soup, and then he ordered an assortment of ten dishes.
The fish head restaurant’s pricing was quite economical… besides, not long ago he raided a small boss and earned some gold coins, he could still afford to treat them to this much.
It was just that the room was a bit airtight, and the air conditioner was on for too long, making it somewhat dry.
With a thought, Song Shuhang activated mental energy and slightly let out the chilliness from the ‘spirit-binding ice bead,’ and the temperature in the room became cozy.
Fifteen minutes later, the three roommates, Gao Moumou’s loli girlfriend, and the stalker Zhuge Zhongyang came to the private room.
"Shuhang, hope you don’t mind that I brought a few more people." Gao Moumou pushed his glasses and said, "Though even if you did mind, it’s not like it means crap."