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...
Drop dead, stupid Song One x10,000!
Editor: Kurisu
The rune exuded gentle water-type magical energy. However, Song Shuhang did not recognize the rune. He frowned as his head became filled up with questions; he could not understand what the little turtle was trying to say.
Could it be... that this was the rumored way of expressing an apology by showing one's belly?
The little turtle quickly stomped its feet, and its monster energy stirred. The rune moved, and formed into text that only Song Shuhang could see.
[Loyally serving the country.]
Song Shuhang: "..."
Sure enough, he should just catch it and boil some soup. In his mind, he was already thinking about several ways on how to cook up the little turtle.