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...
Most creatures were at their cutest stage when they were young…Humans were basically no exception, just like Little White in front of him.
"White ~Love~" Fairy Creation cupped her face with both hands, lost in the cute smile of Little White.
The virtuous lamia also blinked at Little White, and couldn't help but recite a line, "Little White, when your hair grows long…"
"Shut up! Fairy, shut up! I don't want to die yet. I'm still young. I haven't gotten married yet. I haven't given birth yet…I want to live!" Song Shuhang used his loudest voice to interrupt the virtuous lamia's line.
Pavilion Master Chu's hair moved slightly. Recently, Song Shuhang's desire to live had been too strong, and she was a little uncomfortable.
The virtuous lamia was startled, and the next two lines came out of her mouth: "Waist!"
"Ahh!" Song Shuhang was in despair. "I'm dead!"
The black-skinned Soft Feather was dumbfounded.