Cultivation Chat Group (Web Novel)

"Awhoooo~" This sounded like the howl of a wolf?

"Aaaaah…" This was the ordinary scream of a man.

"Uwah, uwah, uwah…" There were a lot of muffled sobs like this one.

"Noooo, I'll be exposed… Aaaaah~" The delightful cry of a fairy maiden.

"Fellow Daoist Drunken Star, give me a piece of clothing to cover my private parts! Aaaaaah~" The terrified scream of a man.

"Get away from me! Thrice Reckless, if you don't stop pulling my clothes, I'll kill yoooooou!" An angry replied followed.

This meteor shower is not a meteor shower but a group of Spiritual Emperors flying together?

On the Grievance Settling Platform, the two supervisors from the Eternal Sword Sect secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Were all these senior cultivators on a group trip? But the level of this battle was so low! Was it really worth it for so many seniors to fly over here to sightsee while screaming and shouting?

Just as they were thinking, the meteor shower had gotten close enough that cultivators could see it with the naked eye.

As expected, the meteor shower was actually a group of cultivators, and each of them was giving off a terrifying pressure.

The two supervisors of the Spiritual Emperor Realm felt that their realm was about the same as of those Spiritual Emperors amidst the group. But at the same time, they felt that their own imposing manner wasn't that strong… the only possible explanation for this feeling was that these cultivators had a very high number of dragon patterns on their Golden Cores!

These two supervisors from the Eternal Sword Sect also had fine Golden Cores with five dragon patterns.

And if these cultivators of the same realm could make them feel pressure… was it possible that all of them were Spiritual Emperors with seven dragon patterns?

This was a fearful possibility! It meant that these cultivators had infinite potential. They had the chance to become Seventh Stage Venerables, and perhaps even show their divinity in front of the masses and reach the Eighth Stage!

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"Aaaaaah! Senior White, I'm going to crash to the ground! Stop the sword!" At this time, Fairy Dongfang, who had the fastest flying sword, was already in front of Senior White. She was only two, three meters away from the ground.

Venerable White was calmly smiling. The disposable meteor sword 001 edition had the 'parachute style landing' feature. When descending, it would let one have a stimulating and beautiful bungee jumping-like experience. Of course, for safety reasons, the disposable flying sword would automatically protect the rider when the height from the ground reached 0.1 meters, allowing the rider to feel free from worries.

Therefore, safety wasn't a problem.

Just as Venerable White was recalling this feature...

"Boom!"

Fairy Dongfang crashed to the ground together with the sword… the sword qi of the disposable flying sword created a huge hole in the ground.

After a short time, Fairy Dongfang crawled out of the hole with her head and face covered with dust and looked at Venerable White with a bitter expression on her face.

"..." Venerable White.

Strange, was there a problem with the landing system? I clearly designed it so that the sword would stop once it was 0.1 meters away from the ground. Such being the case, why didn't it stop?

Just as Venerable White was puzzled...

"Aaaaaah! Senior White, I'm going to crash to the ground! Stop the sword!" Cries similar to Fairy Dongfang's echoed one after another.

The voices belonged to men and women and were both high-pitched and low-pitched.

Soon after… the fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group fell to the ground one after another, resembling dumplings.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom…"

Ear-splitting explosions continuously echoed. It was truly the perfect sound effect for a joyous occasion.

After all, the sound effect used to open a ceremony had a certain importance.

After a short time, the members of the Nine Provinces Number One Group crawled from the holes with heads and faces covered with dust.

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In the camp of the Chu Family.

"Eh? How did that meteor shower change into these many seniors?" Soft Feather asked in puzzlement.

She recognized several of these seniors.

Chu Chu weakly sat on Doudou's body and explained to the leader of the Chu Family what happened to her. Afterward, as she saw all those cultivators fall from the sky, she opened her mouth wide.

Even if she knew that Senior White was a 'Venerable', she didn't expect that he could summon so many friends with the casual wave of his hands.

How wonderful it would be if these cultivators supported the Chu Family!

Unfortunately, she could only wish for it in her heart and couldn't say it out loud.

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On the other side, in the camp of the Illusory Sword School.

The disciples of the Illusory Sword School swallowed their saliva.

Are all these cultivators the supporters of the Chu Family? This thought simultaneously flashed through their minds.

The voice of the school head of the Illusory Sword School, Xu Zheng, was slightly trembling as he said, "S-Senior… what's the realm of these cultivators?" Things weren't supposed to go this way! They are completely different than how 'that mister' predicted!

At this time, the two Golden Core Spiritual Emperors had stiff expressions on their faces.

Then, the middle-aged Spiritual Emperor said coldly to Xu Zheng, "Who is your senior? Stop currying favor with us!"

Xu Zheng was stunned.

"Cough, we were just passing by and decided to spectate the battle on the Grievance Settling Platform. We don't have any relations with your Illusory Sword School," the white-haired but healthy Spiritual Emperor echoed in a grave tone.

After saying this much, the two Spiritual Emperors resolutely moved backward and pulled some distance between the people of the Illusory Sword School and them.

If possible, they would have already used their flying swords and ran away from this hornet's nest. But now that powerful cultivators were falling from the sky like dumplings, they didn't dare to act rashly.

Hence, they could only brace themselves and wait for a good opportunity to take their leave. They had no intention to get involved in this mess!

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The first wave of the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group edition' meteor shower descended.

In one of the holes, a scholar clenched his teeth and said to Thrice Reckless, "Bastard, let go! I only have this robe. If you dare to tear it to pieces, I'll kill you!"

After seeing the stark naked Thrice Reckless grabbing the clothes of the scholar, the other fellow daoists had gossipy expressions on their faces.

At this time, True Monarch Yellow Mountain coughed and put down the bowl of rice in his hands. Next, he took off his long robe and moved toward Thrice Reckless' position.

As soon as he saw True Monarch Yellow Mountain's actions, Thrice Reckless Mad Saber's eyes teared up. "True Monarch, in times of need, no one is as trustworthy as you!"

After saying this much, Thrice Reckless stretched out his hand, preparing to take True Monarch Yellow Mountain's robe.

But while passing next to Thrice Reckless, True Monarch Yellow Mountain moved to a side and dodged his hand.

Next, he went with large strides toward the place behind Thrice Reckless. There, Fairy Lychee was shrinking into a small ball. At this time, she was only wearing a thin silk nightgown. As long as there was a little wind, she would be completely exposed.

After arriving next to her, True Monarch Yellow Mountain gently placed the robe on her shoulders, completely wrapping her body.

Fairy Lychee raised her head and gently smiled at Yellow Mountain.

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber stiffened. He was extremely embarrassed and didn't know whether or not he was supposed to retract his outstretched hands.

After a short moment, he shouted, "True Monarch, seeing some p*ssy and forgetting about friends!"

"Indeed, stupid Yellow Mountain, seeing some p*ssy and forgetting about pets!" In the camp of the Chu Family, Doudou followed suit and said while clenching his teeth. This damnable stupid Yellow Mountain hadn't even bothered looking at him after descending to the ground. He had eyes only for Fairy Lychee.

True Monarch Yellow Mountain turned his head around and quietly shot a glance at Doudou; the corner of his mouth twitched.

Next, he looked in Thrice Reckless Mad Saber's direction. After a short moment of contemplation, he stretched his index finger and pointed it toward him, saying, "Transform!"

"Puff!"

A cloud of smoke rose, and Thrice Reckless Mad Saber changed into a baboon!

It was a very simple illusory art, and it had covered the surface of Thrice Reckless' body with an illusion.

"Pfff~" Fairy Lychee's lovely laughter echoed.

After seeing Lychee's smile, Yellow Mountain's corner of the mouth rose.

"..." Thrice Reckless Mad Saber.

He was also acting like an idiot earlier. If he didn't have clothes, he could have just used an illusory art!

Anyway, there was no need for it now.

Thrice Reckless looked all around. He first shot a glance at the camp of the Chu Family. There, he saw Doudou and Soft Feather. It seemed that this was their camp?

Then, the baboon version Thrice Reckless looked at the camp of the Illusory Sword School. Since he didn't find anyone familiar, he determined that this wasn't his camp!

Afterward, his gaze fell on the body of the school head of the Illusory Sword School, Xu Zheng.

"Ah? That black robe isn't bad!" Thereupon, the baboon version Thrice Reckless swaggered toward Xu Zheng and said, "Fellow Daoist, can we discuss something?"

Xu Zheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva; he was feeling an enormous pressure right now.

"Can you lend me your robe? I forgot to wear clothes when I got out of home… I hope you'll give me some face!" Thrice Reckless Mad Saber stroked his hair… but in everyone else's eyes, he was just a baboon scratching its head.

"Senior, I'm wearing only this robe. I'm just wearing boxer shorts beneath." Xu Zheng forced a smile.

"Are you not giving me face? Do you know who I am? I'm Su Clan's Seven! Do you really think I won't pick a fight with your school? You don't need to make inquiries to know that I, Thri— Spirit River Su Clan's Seven, really like challenging schools in one-to-one battles!" Thrice Reckless Mad Saber said coldly.

In the sky, Song Shuhang almost fell from the flying sword… Senior Thrice Reckless, be careful and don't go too far!

In the end, Xu Zheng forced a smile and took off his robe, silently braving the chilly wind with only his boxer shorts on.

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Just as Thrice Reckless Mad Saber was posing as Su Clan's Seven and forcibly borrowing the robe, the fellow daoists from the Nine Provinces One Group that had descended to the ground greeted Senior White one after another with stiff smiles on their faces. Afterward, they forced their way through the crown and arrived beside Soft Feather and Doudou.

Venerable White faintly smiled and said to Song Shuhang, "Almost everyone is here. We should also descend."

Only the flying sword sent to the Spirit Butterfly Island had yet to return. But after recalling that Venerable Spirit Butterfly was there, it was normal that it hadn't returned.

Senior White and Song Shuhang descended to the ground and went toward the camp of the Chu Family.

All the seniors from the Nine Provinces Number One Group quickly sat in a row. They had serious expressions on their faces and looked like students that were earnestly attending a lecture.

Venerable White faintly smiled at them.

The seniors immediately responded with bright smiles on their own, looking very cute.

At this time, Chu Chu sat up with much difficulty.

"Senior White, I have a request." Earlier, the family leader told her what the matters regarding the Grievance Settling Platform.

The Illusory Sword School proposed to start with the second category first.

In the second category, they had already lost two of the matches and had only one match left, where they had no chance of winning.

Therefore, she needed to find a way to participate in the first category and win, giving the Chu Family a small hope of winning the tournament.

"Hmm?" Venerable White looked at Chu Chu in puzzlement.

Chu Chu slid down from Doudou's body and prostrated herself to the ground. "Senior White, do you have a technique that can allow me to burn my potential? As long as I can fight on the platform, I'm ready to pay any price. I beseech you to give me the opportunity to partake in the fight."

Venerable White nodded. Afterward, he turned his head toward Song Shuhang and said, "Sure!"

Song Shuhang: ?