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...
The White Dragon extended her claws and gently opened Su Clan's Sixteen's eyes to meticulously observe her.
Su Clan's Sixteen was left speechless.
"You don't have beauty-filtering contact lenses on," the White Dragon remarked.
"Come on, White Dragon, cut it off," Su Clan's Sixteen gently swatted away the White Dragon's claws, got up, neatly folded the quilt into a small square, and then headed to the bathroom to freshen up.
While Sixteen was in the bathroom, the White Dragon unfolded the previously squared quilt while nodding in satisfaction.
"Sister White Dragon, I've been reminiscing about that period. Is my trial nearing its end?" Su Clan's Sixteen inquired from the bathroom.