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...
Gentle Immortal Yuelun
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Just imagining Fat Ball getting so mad that it puffs up, sprouting spikes all over its round body, made White Senior Two incredibly amused.
He was curious just how big Fat Ball would get when it puffed up with spikes. If a small pufferfish can swell to the size of a little ball, then Fat Ball, in proportion, might expand to the size of a village-level grenade. Or maybe even larger—county-level? City-level?
As the ruler of the Netherworld, White Senior Two realized that to live happily, he needed a worthy opponent, someone who could occasionally bring him joy.
In the past, White Senior Two found Fat Ball quite annoying at times—but now that Fat Ball had truly revived, White Senior Two found himself oddly pleased.
"Senior Song has stopped heating up," Black-Skinned Soft Feather, who was always attentive, pointed out.
The heat radiating from Tyrannical Song's head had begun to dissipate, and his body was no longer disintegrating and regenerating.