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...
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Editor: Kurisu
"This time you’re definitely dead!" The masked man panted slightly—even as a Second Stage True Master cultivator, continuously using your qi proved to be rather strenuous.
But at the moment when the third Song Shuhang was about to die… a ray of light flashed above the bed, and another new Song Shuhang appeared.
He appeared faster than the previous two ‘Song Shuhangs’.
Was this akin to monster spawn rate + 1 in games?
The newly-appeared Song Shuhang had the same forced smile on his face, saying, "Hello, Senior True Monarch White. I’m right beside you!"
The masked man’s hand was unable to move.
He knew there was definitely a problem with this world, but he couldn’t understand what the problem was.
It wasn’t an illusion—whenever he was killing this man before his eyes, he could touch him. Also, the odor of fresh blood was also present. They were not fake!