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...
Senior White extended his hand toward the ground and pulled. Soon afterward, a mass of what seemed to be liquid fire was pulled out of the ground.
"What's that?" Ye Si asked out of curiosity.
"This thing is something akin to a fire-type spiritual vein that has undergone a mutation due to pollution. In the end, it still can be considered a mutated spiritual vein. It has several names, such as violent spiritual vein, deadly spiritual vein, catastrophic spiritual vein, murderer of cultivators, and so on," Venerable White said as he cautiously placed layers upon layers of seals on that thing. Afterward, he stored it inside a large jar.
"Cultivator-killing spiritual vein? Oh, I remember now. Is this that spiritual vein that would be attracted to the body of a cultivator, run to them, and explode?" Ye Si recalled something she had once read in an ancient book.