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...
Ba Er packaged his two speculations about the fat ball and fed them back to his main body.
However, since his main body was currently in a multithreading spiritual debate state, Ba Er anticipated a delay in the feedback. He would have to wait until his main body finished the one-on-one debate with the first wave of Immortals before it could be received.
Ba Er was in no rush since time flowed differently there compared to the main world. He reckoned it wouldn't be long in the main world before it all ended there.
"So, farewell, fat ball," Ba Er said as he stretched lazily and stood up.
The eye that the fat ball had manifested glanced at him and then returned to silence—as if the irate fat ball from before was not the same entity.
Ba Er got up, leaving a dashing backdrop for the fat ball, and gradually walked away.
He knew the fat ball had not given up on self-rescue.
Once he left, the fat ball would surely continue to grind at the 'Heavenly Dao Seal.'