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...
Excuse me, can anyone fly a plane?
Editor: Kurisu
The dreamland this time was not affected by Lady Onion or by the pink string of karma.
It was just Song Shuhang seeing the majestic city in the sky once again in his semi-conscious mode.
Why would I see that city in the sky for no apparent reason? Could it be because I am nearing the East China Sea? Song Shuhang thought to himself.
Song Shuhang, who was in the midst of dreaming, looked all around and saw that there were mountains, lakes, forests, and grasslands on the huge island.
There was also an ancient city, as well as tall city walls to fully protect it.
In the dream, Song Shuhang saw everything from bird’s-eye view, overlooking the majestic island in the sky from above. He could clearly see the layout of the ancient city. Especially in the center of the ancient city, where stood an eye-catching tall tower.
However, in this ancient city, not a single human figure could be seen—there was not a single soul in sight.