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...
Chu Chu’s request
Editor: Kurisu
"Awhoooo~" This sounded like the howl of a wolf?
"Aaaaah…" This was the ordinary scream of a man.
"Uwah, uwah, uwah…" There were a lot of muffled sobs like this one.
"Noooo, I'll be exposed… Aaaaah~" The delightful cry of a fairy maiden.
"Fellow Daoist Drunken Star, give me a piece of clothing to cover my private parts! Aaaaaah~" The terrified scream of a man.
"Get away from me! Thrice Reckless, if you don't stop pulling my clothes, I'll kill yoooooou!" An angry replied followed.
This meteor shower is not a meteor shower but a group of Spiritual Emperors flying together?
On the Grievance Settling Platform, the two supervisors from the Eternal Sword Sect secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Were all these senior cultivators on a group trip? But the level of this battle was so low! Was it really worth it for so many seniors to fly over here to sightsee while screaming and shouting?