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...
Since the daoist name Daoist Priest Wood was now reserved for Miruru, there were only the two scholarly daoist names and Baijing Street's Sabersman left for Chu Chu. He was definitely not going to give Chu Chu the daoist name Baijing Street's Sabersman, so when the time came, he would have Chu Chu choose between the two scholarly names.
Song Shuhang smiled slightly, and his consciousness swept through his Inner World once again.
Little Cai was still practicing like mad; there was temporarily no saving this silly bird. Nevertheless, he did hope that he could find a way to restore her to normal in the future.
Song Shuhang pinched his chin, and said, "Actually, it is quite interesting to see her practice like mad. Why do I have to restore her back to how she used to be?"