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...
Destined to meet
Editor: Kurisu
"I didn't think that it was already so late," Song Shuhang said. He'd originally planned to take Lady Onion to her birthplace today and quickly discover the secrets concealed there. Then, if it was still early, he could rush back to Wenzhou City and go back to his hometown to see his parents. After all, it was currently the Mid-Autumn Festival.
It was a pity that the plans of men couldn't compare to the plans of the heavens.
After they emerged from the barrier on the mountain peak, the sky was filled with the stars and the moon. It was already deep into the night.
Song Shuhang asked, "Sixteen, Shi, do you usually go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival?"
Su Clan's Sixteen shook her head, and said, "The lifespan of cultivators is extremely long. Small festivals that ordinary people celebrate are events that we don't necessarily celebrate every year."
Shi added, "Same for me."
Song Shuhang said, "I guess that's fair."