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...
Tenfold Joy
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Senior Yellow Mountain has arrived; can the other seniors from the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group' be far behind?
Song Shuhang closed his eyes, allowing his consciousness to seep into the 'Core World' as he checked the date on his phone.
January 24, 2020, 6:00 PM. New Year's Eve.
For the people of China, this is the last day of the old year, a day when the new year is just around the corner. For most ordinary people, this day holds significant meaning.
"After today, I'll be another year older," Song Shuhang said with a touch of gravity.
"Remember this as Tyrant Song's first year of celibacy," a voice whispered in his ear. It was from Pavilion Master Chu.
Song Shuhang sighed.
Pavilion Master Chu wasn't always like this, but after being cooped up in the 'Core World' for so long, she's developed a habit of getting under people's skin.
Poking at people's hearts is a bad habit. If you poke too hard, you'll lose their hearts entirely.