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...
Let's Pay a Visit to the Fat Ball!
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
When the giant appeared, even Senior Three-Eyed, who was standing nearby, was left dumbfounded.
It wasn't because he was surprised by the combination.
Rather, it was the overwhelming sense of despair that emanated as this giant took form. It was a kind of utter hopelessness, the feeling of losing everything — it was exquisitely wonderful!
"It's been a while since I've witnessed despair of this magnitude," Senior Three-Eyed commented appreciatively. To him, as the ruler of the Netherworld, despair was like a masterpiece painting by a great artist. It was utterly captivating.
"I never expected that beneath Little Tyrannical Song's exterior, such deep pain and despair would be concealed. One can't judge a book by its cover," the three-eyed youth recorded this scene while savoring the moment.
As long as he could witness such extreme despair every day, he believed he could easily consume an extra two servings of rice.