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...
I've finally found you, Cheng Lin!
Editor: Kurisu
"Senior White, you said the hole wasn't deep... but it wasn't deep for a cultivator of which realm?" Song Shuhang asked.
"Hmm, a cultivator of the Fifth Stage," Venerable White said.
Song Shuhang said, "In that case, am I done for?" Won't I turn into minced meat after reaching the bottom?
"Don't worry, I'm here," Venerable White reassured him.
"Boom~"
Just as they were speaking, Venerable White reached the ground before the others, and created a deep hole.
Senior White calmly got out of the hole, and stretched out his hand, making a hand seal. In the next moment, countless soft grains of sand resurfaced in the hole.
The sand automatically moved upward and caught Song Shuhang and Fairy Lychee, as well as Northern River's Loose Cultivator and the others, who were still on the flying sword.