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...
I Only Need Your Body!
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
When the holy flames descended in front of him, Song Shuhang put up a series of defenses that looked impressive but were actually not very useful.
For example, he used the protective spiritual energy of the Eighth Stage, the power of virtue transforming into Fairy @#%×'s Virtue Palace of the Eighth Stage, and the defensive saber technique Inverted Scale Saber Technique, which Song Shuhang hadn't put much effort into.
The saber qi was like a dragon, circling around Song Shuhang, but it was quickly defeated by the holy flames.
The holy flames fell on Song Shuhang's body, turning him into a small burning man.
"Aaaah ~ Aaaah ~" Song Shuhang let out a miserable scream that made one's soul tremble.
His interpretation of pain was so profound that even if ordinary people only heard the sorrowful screams, their tear glands would be stimulated, and they wouldn't be able to help but cry—just like cutting onions.