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...
What was going on?
He had successfully summoned over the consciousness of the pet of a Netherworld Realm big shot, so why did it suddenly turn back?
Something urgent came up back at home?
If there was something urgent back at its home, how did it have the time to stroll around and come here?
Do you think that I'm some three-year-old kid who can be fooled so easily?
Moreover... he'd vaguely felt that the consciousness of the pet he'd summoned had said hello to Profound Sage Tyrannical Song.
Was it just him hearing things?
Song Shuhang clapped his hands lightly. "Do you want to continue? Since you can't summon T233, then how about replacing it with something else? Perhaps you could try summoning something like the Three Pure Ones?"
The patterned man was speechless.
Due to the spell he'd just cast, his skin had dried up, wrinkles had emerged on his face, and there were now a lot of strands of white hair on his head.