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...
Why do I continuously seek death?
Editor: Kurisu
When he opened his eyes, Su Clan's Seven thought he was dreaming.
He was sleeping at Medicine Master's place yesterday, but when he woke up now, he unexpectedly found himself inside a coffin? As if that wasn't enough, he discovered that he had a slight headache, just as though he had a hangover.
However, he and Medicine Master didn't drink yesterday...
Of course, there was no way this coffin could stop Su Clan's Seven. He stretched out his hand and pushed slightly, pushing aside both the lid of the coffin and the layer of soil above.
After getting out of the coffin, he discovered that there was a grand gravestone set up as well. The following words were written on it: 'The grave of my dear friend Su Clan's Seven—built by Thrice Reckless Mad Saber'.
At that moment, Seven laughed.
The sound of his angry laughter echoed in the surrounding area, appearing very scary.
There was another grave next to Su Clan's Seven, twice as big.