Cultivation Chat Group - Chapter 2282
2282 I’m Feeling Lucky
Song Shuhang randomly chose three accounts from these 300 accounts.
[White Blade Swordsman]
[True Monarch Red Plum]
[Eastern Moonlit Night]
Among the 300 accounts, there were all sorts of names, genders, and ages.
“These names will do,” Song Shuhang said softly.
He wanted to use these three accounts to create three different chat groups and make them the group leaders.
Among the three accounts, the daoist name ‘Swordsman White Pill’ sounded particularly interesting. Song Shuhang was prepared to memorize these three daoist names so that he could use them if he needed to ‘change his identity’ in certain scenarios.
The gentle moonlight shone through the window.
Song Shuhang turned on his computer and logged into the account of the White Blade Swordsman.
For some reason, he felt a little nervous logging into this account. It was a heavy name.
After logging in, Song Shuhang first created a group name with a random number before adding 93 accounts to the group in one go. He was going to divide these accounts into three groups.
Moreover, the 300 accounts had already added each other as friends, so most of the heavy lifting was already done.
“What should we call the group?” Song Shuhang looked at Gao Moumou.
When Gao so-and-so was in the game, he definitely could not use this group name made up of random numbers…He had to change his name.
Song Shuhang’s fingers swiped on the keyboard.””Why don’t we… Nine Provinces Number Three Group?”
No, no, no. The Nine Provinces (Number) Group should be organized into a series, and the group owner must be Senior Yellow Mountain.
In the future, there might be Nine Provinces Number Three Group, Number Four Group, and Number Five Group, but they shouldn’t be used here.
In that case, he would create a group name that suited Gao Moumou’s personality.
“Cultivation writer exchange group? Immortal script group? A group of martial artists and movie actors?” Song Shuhang pondered over Gao Moumou’s style and tried his best to come up with an idea.
In the end, he tapped his fingers on the keyboard and typed in a group name that suited Gao Moumou’s style the most, [Poets…].
“I was wrong, I was wrong.” Song Shuhang pressed the [→ Backspace] key and deleted the words he had just typed. Then, he seriously typed in [World of Martial Arts Scroll].
He had thought it through. He would use the outer layer of ‘Wuxia’ to package the inner core of ‘Cultivation’, so that he could get in touch with his three roommates. After all, compared to the legend of riding the wind and riding the sword, things like martial arts were more acceptable.
After all, not everyone had the experience he had at that time—coming into contact with Sixteen’s lightning tribulation, Soft Feather, the ghost spirit, the pill formula, and so on. It had collapsed his worldview overnight.
With Gao Moumou’s personality, he would definitely be able to accept a group name such as this.
Next, he had to use the White Blade Swordsman account to add Gao Moumou as a friend. After that, he added him to the group of ‘Pugilistic World Paintings.’
Song Shuhang opened the friend search function and entered Gao Moumou’s chat account.
After finding Gao Moumou’s account, Song Shuhang pressed ‘Enter’ and sent a friend request. With a light tap, Gao Moumou would embark on the extraordinary path of cultivation.
It was just like how Venerable Yellow Mountain had added Soft Feather as a friend when he had entered the wrong account number.
The moment he tapped his finger lightly, it would be the turning point of Gao Moumou’s life!
Just as he was thinking about this, the page changed.
A [Friend Verification] window popped up.
If he wanted to add Gao Moumou as a friend, he needed to verify three questions.
Question 1: Hello everyone, thank you for adding me as a friend.
Question 2: But I’m really sorry.
Question 3: My friend list is full. There isn’t any room left. Please forgive me.
Song Shuhang was speechless.
His fingers froze.
He had not thought of this possibility.
These three friend verification questions clearly showed that Gao Moumou didn’t want to add him as a friend anymore.
Song Shuhang raised his head and looked at the sky.
‘I’m such an idiot.’ he thought.
The series of ‘plans’ in his mind had died in the womb before he took the first step.
The script seemed like it had potential, but the actors were not following the script at all.
“Should I be glad that I didn’t do this ‘friend verification’ back then?” Song Shuhang thought to himself.
If he had done the same thing as Gao Moumou back then and created three ‘friend verification’ functions or activated the ‘reject friend’ function, things would have been different now.
The moment Senior Yellow Mountain was stopped by the questions and realized that he had added the wrong person, Song Shuhang would no longer be able to join the Nine Provinces Number One Group.
If things continued like this, he would probably still be an ordinary student with a mundane, boring life.
Song Shuhang shuddered at the thought.
The thought of not getting to know Soft Feather, Su Clan’s Sixteen, Senior Medicine Master, and Senior White in that particular order as well as the seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group was terrifying. He felt as if his heart was being twisted into knots by two invisible hands.
Was he going to have a heart demon?
That’s just great.
“I can’t be wrong. This is definitely the starting point for the birth of my ‘inner demon’!’ If I didn’t join the Nine Provinces Number One Group, if things continued to develop normally, there was an 80% chance that it would become my inner demon.” Song Shuhang turned on his phone and recorded this information.
Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet was speechless.
This guy takes overthinking way too far.
“But… It’s great that I can join the Nine Provinces Number One Group,” Song Shuhang said gently.
My account number was only one digit away from Soft Feather’s. That was great.
It was great that Senior Yellow Mountain didn’t kick me out of the group.
Encountering Su Clan’s Sixteen’s Heavenly Lightning Tribulation of the Fourth Stage was truly wonderful.
It was great to be able to see the pill formula that Senior Medicine Master had sent out.
It was great that the seniors had arranged for him to pick up Senior White.
He had died over and over again and endured the extreme pain of the world. It was extremely bitter, and it was fortunate that he could survive every day.
Did he regret it? No.
From the time he typed on the keyboard and spoke for the first time in the Nine Provinces Number One Group until now, Song Shuhang had never regretted his choice.
“Senior Yellow Mountain, it’s great that I can join the Nine Provinces Number One Group. Thank you for not kicking me out of the group back then.” Song Shuhang took out his phone and sent a message to Senior Yellow Mountain.
Venerable Yellow Mountain was dumbfounded and sent a string of questions.
‘Did he overdose on something?’ he thought.
“Speaking of which, Senior Yellow Mountain, what kind of divination did you perform? What made you decide to keep me here?” Song Shuhang asked curiously.
He had always been curious about this matter, but he had never had the chance to ask.
There was no better time to ask it then now.
What kind of divination was it that made Senior Yellow Mountain decide to leave him, an ordinary person, in the Nine Provinces Number One Group and grant him great fortune?
