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...
Lady Onion... withered
Editor: Kurisu
Actually, the surprise attack of that fist made of evil energy was rather good.
But thanks to Song Shuhang's timely reminder and the fact that Branch Elder Gu Wu himself was vigilant, the latter was able to react when the fist was around ten meters away from him.
"Ah!" the branch elder shouted in a grave tone and waved his seven arms, aiming at that fist made of evil energy.
There was a round hole in each palm of Branch Elder Gu Wu, and viscous black-green liquid shot out of these holes. This viscous liquid possessed powerful corrosive properties, and when it came in contact with that fist made of evil energy, they both canceled each other out.
Not even that fist made of evil energy was able to resist the corrosive viscous liquid. During the time it took the fist to cover ten meters, it had been corroded until it reached the size of a football, and was then crushed to pieces by Branch Elder Gu Wu's foot.