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...
"Is that an evil cultivator that made some mistake during their practice?" Song Shuhang asked.
"That shouldn't be the case... I feel that this guy didn't practice in the first place." Ye Si furrowed her brows, and said, "It feels as if highly concentrated energy of the Netherworld Realm was injected into his body, becoming one with it. It's almost as if the energy of the Netherworld had taken possession of his body."
"Highly concentrated energy of the Netherworld Realm? In that case..." Song Shuhang looked toward his chest and nodded. "It's time for you to come out, projection of the lotus flower!"
In the next moment, the nucleus in his Heart Aperture happily projected out the image of a lotus flower. The tens of thousands of roots of the lotus flower instantly whizzed toward the middle-aged man.