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...
Relying on intuition will do!
Editor: Kurisu
":complacent_smile: This time around, even if you know about it, there is no harm. Anyway, you are right, my plan is about to succeed," the ball of liquid metal said calmly.
"If it's about to succeed, it means that it hasn't succeeded yet. Aren't you afraid that the cultivators of the scholarly faction will counterattack after getting pushed into a hopeless situation? Who knows, perhaps they will kill all the troops you've dispatched?" Senior White Two said with a smile.
":sneer: They want to counterattack with that level of strength? Comparing those weak scholars to the Netherworld Realm is like comparing a firefly to the sun. In front of the army of demons of the Netherworld Realm, the scholars are like little mantises trying to block a chariot—they can only get crushed to death! If not for the fact that I need them for my plan, I would have wiped them off the face of the Earth a thousand years ago," the ball of liquid metal said.