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...
It's My Turn to Guard Her
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"Hahaha, I, Song, have returned to the center stage!" The golden figure stepped out of the vortex and shouted in the void.
"Your Majesty, please refrain from shouting loudly. Excessive movement may cause the gold paint to come off," a man with a crown on his head, and sleeves resembling blazing suns, reminded from the vortex behind him. He smiled as he spoke. The fresh coat of gold paint had not yet dried.
This man was none other than the Great Western Emperor, one of the Four Great Emperors of the ancient Heavenly City.
The golden figure was left speechless, his grand entrance abruptly halted.