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...
Trouble? Bring Me Along!
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"So it's you, Sun Wukong Son of Heaven!"
"Then that makes me Song Iron Fan Shuhang, right?"
"Should I say something to coordinate with you?" Song Shuhang asked.
Celestial Thearch was speechless.
On this day, the Celestial Thearch realized that there are limits to human understanding. Even someone like her could be stumped by some of Song Shuhang's lines, unable to grasp the underlying meaning and continue the conversation.
"How am I supposed to respond to that?" the Celestial Thearch asked.
Song Shuhang thought for a moment, then said, "Maybe it's better if you don't respond... If you force it, it's going to get really awkward for me."
"I'll look into what that means later," the Celestial Thearch said. "I've got plenty of free time now that I've been resurrected."
"Alright," Song Shuhang replied.
Then he began to lift his shirt in cooperation.