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...
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Editor: Kurisu
Just as Song Shuhang’s heart was racing really hard, Tubo’s voice could be heard from behind. "Song Shuhang, quick, take a look, some handwritten words appeared on the metal gate!"
Song Shuhang turned his head around and looked toward the gate. Then, he saw a layer of light appearing on top of the carved patterns on the metal door.
A string of strange writings appeared on top of the light.
The writings weren’t Chinese characters, nor were they English, German or Russian, etc. They did not belong to any of the main languages of the world. However, everyone actually strangely understood what those writings meant.
"Do you miss your home and its warmth? Do you want to go back to the place you think about day and night in an instant? Person who is roaming about the ends of the earth away from home, make your choice… YES or NO?"
Make your choice, make your choice! Those three words resounded in the minds of everyone, like the work of a devil.