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...
When the gigantic immortal boat exploded, the stone tablet that had been drawn over in response to Song Shuhang's casting of the technique also lost connection with him.
Director, there's something wrong with the script!
I just wanted to open the gate, and I did not think that the whole immortal boat would explode. I'm not a member of an explosives demolition team. I'm a pacifist! I've never thought of resorting to explosions to resolve problems!
Song Shuhang, who yearned for peace with all his heart, looked up at the sky.
He didn't have a heart at the moment, but there were still waves of chills that struck his chest, causing him to feel very cold.
Song Shuhang's face turned pale when he thought of the value of this immortal boat and the huge sum of money that he would have to pay for blowing it up.