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...
Ye Si said, "I hope with all my heart it doesn't... just by seeing her face, I feel a lot of pressure. If she even retained her consciousness, I would have no choice but to hide from her."
At this time, the light of virtue finally stabilized. The upper half of its body had the shape of that woman with the beauty mark—only golden in color. As for the lower part of the body, it was that of a snake. Aside from those phoenix eyes, the rest of her materialized face was expressionless, and wasn't moving in the slightest.
"From the looks of it, she doesn't have a consciousness of her own," Song Shuhang said. Since he was the master of the light of virtue, he grasped all the related information once the virtuous lamia finished materializing.
This virtuous lamia was something that had condensed from 'light of virtue'. As such, she was just a lump of light of virtue at the end of the day.
After hearing these words, Ye Si heaved a sigh of relief.