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...
Don't Worry, I'm Already Here!
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
In the Huaxia Corridor—one of the seven gateways between the Netherworld and the earthly realm—the guardians of the passage continued their blood-soaked struggle against the demons of the Netherworld. Days of relentless combat had left the guardians drained, with the toll of dead and wounded climbing on both sides.
Reinforcements for both the Netherworld demons and the guardians were summoned from the rear, plunging into the battle for control over the passage. The seven spatial gateways to Earth had become akin to seven meat grinders that indiscriminately pulled in more cultivators and Netherworld demons and slaughtered them without mercy.
On the secondary line of the battle within the spatial passage, Daoist Wang Lin, who had previously used a secret technique to sever himself in half to stealthily enter the earthly realm for investigation, was now lying exhausted. He had been fighting for two days and nights, to the point where he could no longer move a finger.