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...
May I ask about your mother's surname?
Editor: Kurisu
"I stuffed you inside the body of that big ginseng. I'm talking about that ginseng spirit I was dragging along earlier," Venerable White explained.
"..." Demon Venerable Lushan Street was speechless. Was Senior White talking about—that—pitiful ginseng? Now, he was unexpectedly inside its body? How did it even happen?
"Anyway, are you willing to reply to my question now? Where is the core of this fragment of the Heavenly City? Earlier, I looked all around and searched several places that looked important, but I still couldn't find the core," Venerable White said.
"I absolutely won't reply to your questions," Demon Venerable Lushan Street said coldly. Even if I don't reply, what can you do to me?