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...
After he pressed the number 2, a beam of light shot out of Song Shuhang's phone. After stopping in the air for a short moment, the beam quickly changed into Venerable White's 3D projection.
"Eh? It's you, Shuhang. Oh, right. It's Monday today. Fellow Daoist Virtuous Buddhist Sabersman, hello! Is there something you need of me?" Venerable White's projection asked.
Song Shuhang exclaimed, "!"
"It's not Black Technology. This is a mere fusion of the clone creating and projection creation techniques. It's something similar to a video call. It's not as complicated as you imagine it to be." Venerable White beckoned with his hand and added, "However, this illusory clone can be summoned for a limited amount of time. Therefore, if you have something to say, say it quickly."