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...
Joseph clasped his hands in prayer: Thank God! His wish was finally fulfilled.
Thirty years ago, when he was young, he liked watching martial arts movies. Since then, he prayed day and night that God would give him a chance to appreciate the real Chinese Kung Fu, the kind of martial art with which one was able to walk on snow without leaving any traces and summon a golden dragon with a single palm! Then, he would finally see what he had been dreaming of.
However, he had been praying for it for over a decade! Ten years as one day! Every day, after he fell asleep, he dreamed about falling down a cliff and finding some magical technique there, or entering the depths of some mountains for adventure and meeting a white-haired old man who then transmitted him all of his martial power, and so on.
Unfortunately, God was so busy that he kept ignoring his small wish.