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 Have No Problem With That～
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
I was also naive. I knew that Tyrannical Song was the main server for the "cultivation chat" function, but I still believed that a level VIP could block Tyrannical Song's nonsense.
The rules were set by them. In their territory, what did they have to fight with them?
The Almighty Merchant looked up at the sky, not wanting to speak.
In fact, when he used his VIP privilege to block Tyrannical Song for seven days, the Almighty Merchant had already guessed this possibility.
Because of this, when Song Shuhang used the system's little fairy, "Little Squirrel That Hurts My Hand," to contact him, he immediately guessed Tyrannical Song's true identity.
It was just that sometimes, even though people clearly knew the outcome and the final possibility of something, they would always hold a certain kind of magical fluke mentality that was beneficial to them.