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...
The Worthy Tyrannical Song, Supreme Sage
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
On the other side, in the modern world of the Spirit River Su Clan, Song Shuhang and Soft Feather, who had originally set out to find Su Clan's Seven, found themselves lost.
Soft Feather wasn't great with directions, but Song Shuhang was absolutely confident in his sense of direction. There was no 'directionally challenged' trait about him.
Nevertheless, they managed to get lost.
"That's why I envy the Spirit River Su Clan the most. Their backyard is like a labyrinth, and you can easily get lost if you're not careful," Song Shuhang commented while gazing up at the sky.
At some point, the sky had become shrouded in pure white mist—mist, not smog. This mist was filled with abundant spiritual energy. If a Foundation Establishment cultivator were to inhale it, the effect would rival that of consuming a qi and blood pill.