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...
The Almighty Merchant warned, "I advise you not to randomly use magical treasures that involve space as one might end up into a spatial fissure and be stuck there for the rest of their life. And, that's still a relatively good outcome. If one was sent into a 'chaotic spatial zone,' they would directly be shredded to pieces."
After all, he had the potential to be an excellent customer. If he died, that would affect his future business.
Song Shuhang raised his hand. "Then, let me give it a try."
Soft Feather said, "No, I'll do it!" She wanted to be the one to take on such an exciting task.
Su Clan's Sixteen said, "I'll do it. I still have life-saving means."
Song Shuhang triumphantly said, "There's no need to fight over this. Anyway, I am the most suitable for this because I recently mastered a very nice magical technique."
Soft Feather curiously asked, "What technique has Senior Song learned?"