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...
Song Shuhang quietly withdrew his divine sense. With his current level of cultivation and mastery over his mental energy, the two young cultivators in the ambulance remained completely unaware of Song Shuhang's mental energy sweeping over them.
The difference in cultivation levels was immense.
The two young cultivators in the ambulance had no idea that they were on their way to the home of Profound Sage Tyrannical Song. Their mission: to perform a fetus test for his biological mother and record the birth of his soon-to-arrive sibling.
If they knew the truth, not even a million spirit stones would have convinced them to come.
Their profession involved assisting others with baby testing, not undergoing tests themselves.
Sometimes, ignorance was a form of bliss. At least, before they laid eyes on Profound Sage Tyrannical Song, the three ambulance staff members were chatting happily and expectantly.