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...
"How is that possible?" questioned the Sword. "Song Shuhang hasn't achieved immortality, so how could he conjure up a Youyou?"
Yet, this bald, muscular Dark-skinned Song stood before everyone with a stern expression, exuding a strong presence that was far from any illusion.
White Dragon furrowed her brow. She sensed something amiss.
Pavilion Master Chu's soft, droopy hair also stood on end, as if receiving a signal.
"Could it be because you just utilized the 'pseudo-immortal body'?" calmly speculated Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet.
Song Shuhang nodded in agreement. "Exactly."
The conflict between the pseudo-immortal body and the ruler of the Netherworld tattoo Senior White Two had given him had caused this black Song to emerge from within him.