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Cultivation Chat Group (Web Novel)
Chapter 423: Senior Song’s expression packageAfter Young Master Hai disappeared, Song Shuhang looked more peaceful.
He rubbed his temples… that Young Master Hai was a huge bother without a doubt, and truth be told, Song Shuhang did not want to have anything to do with people like him.
Dealing with such a treacherous, vicious, and merciless fellow with a high IQ would cause one to feel mentally and physically exhausted. These sinister and deceitful fellows were too far away from Song Shuhang's lifestyle.
From the looks of it, he had to quickly trade the Blood God Crystal with Senior Seven Lives Talisman and let Young Master Hai switch his target to Senior Seven Lives Talisman.
According to what Song Shuhang understood from Venerable White's words previously, Senior Seven Lives Talisman had a huge power backing him, and exterminating the powerful 'Penniless Thief Sect' was something that it could do very easily.
"Soft Feather, can you lend me your phone? I want to access my instant messaging account," Song Shuhang asked Soft Feather.
His phone was confiscated by Venerable White, who was helping him change it to a phone that could work all around the world. However, Song Shuhang speculated that Venerable White was taking precautions against him so as to avoid him notifying the other seniors in the chat group in advance. Because if he notified them about it, the 'meteor shower plan' wouldn't be perfect anymore…
"Wait for a moment, let me send the recording to Senior Su Clan's Seven first!" Soft Feather's slender finger quickly swiped on the screen and sent the recording of Young Master Hai's earlier words to Su Clan's Seven.
As soon as Su Clan's Seven received the video, his anger would rise by 100 points and his destructive power by 300 times. The Limitless Demon Sect was probably going to lose even more branches and Branch Leaders. It was something to be happy about.
After Soft Feather sent the message, she logged out of her account and passed her phone to Song Shuhang.
"Thank you." Song Shuhang took the phone and hurriedly logged into his own account.
When Song Shuhang logged into his own account, there were 999 new unread messages from the Nine Provinces Number One Group.
Song Shuhang casually opened the group chat.
Soon after, his eyes lost the light!
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All kinds of Senior White's expressions flooded the chat.
The profile pictures of the seniors in the group had also been changed to various kinds of expressions of Venerable White.
Venerable White with two ponytails, Venerable White with one ponytail, Venerable White with a bun, Venerable White with a top knot, Venerable White with ancient Chinese royal court hairstyle. He almost thought that all the seniors in the group had become Senior White's second accounts.
After that were the chat logs.
An adorable Senior White, a bashful Senior White, a cute Senior White, a praying Senior White, a sad Senior White, a Senior White that was breaking out in a cold sweat, a smiling Senior White, Venerable White's disdainful look, Senior White's blessings, Senior White's anger...
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Deep breaths, deep breaths!
Just as he guessed for a long time, Soft Feather had really sent the 'Senior White's expression package' to the group… therefore, he had already mentally prepared himself to see all kinds of Senior White's emotes as soon as he opened the group chat.
However… when he actually saw all those 'dazzling' Senior White's emotes, Song Shuhang felt that the amount of mental preparation he'd done was too low, he was practically about to collapse from the first (psychological) blow!
If one did not court death, he would not die—it was such a simple logic, yet why were the seniors in the group chat just unable to understand it?
Was it possible that Senior Thrice Reckless Mad Saber and Immortal Master Copper Trigram had stealthily influenced the entire group of seniors and increased their courting death value?
As he continued scrolling down through the chat logs, Song Shuhang realized that the fellow daoists in the group had started a proper plan to discuss how to modify hand-guided tractors.
However, every now and then, there were still some seniors who thought that since they were already in dire straits, they might as well just continue down the path of self-destruction by frequently sending some Senior White's emotes in the Nine Provinces Number One Group.
For example, Fairy Lychee, who absolutely adored using the :senior_white_cute: emote, had already been hooked on them—she practically could not stop.
For another example, there was a shady fortune teller who kept using the :senior_white_look_down: emotes—that emote was mostly sent by Immortal Master Copper Trigram and Northern River's Loose Cultivator.
Last but not least, there was a senior named Thrice Reckless, who had already been transformed into a baboon, that fancied using the :senior_white_smile: emote.
Or perhaps they assumed that Senior White's punishment had already ended with the meteor shower, and since he had already punished them, there wouldn't be a second punishment and they could send Senior White's emotes to their hearts' content?
They were too naive!
Song Shuhang decided to sit and wait until a video of the abovementioned seniors being sent to outer space as miners popped out.
Deep breaths, continue taking deep breaths.
Song Shuhang said to Soft Feather, "Soft Feather, did you make this expression package?"
"Yes! Senior Song, I did a pretty good job, right?!" Soft Feather stared at Song Shuhang with her big twinkling eyes, her expression saying 'I am awesome, quick, compliment me'.
"Very… good… indeed." Song Shuhang forced a laugh.
After struggling to suppress his emotions, Song Shuhang tapped on Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman's profile picture and sent him a message: "Senior Seven Lives Talisman, when do we meet? I need to trade the Blood God Crystal with you."
Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman quickly responded, "Little friend Shuhang, don't be in such a hurry! Didn't Senior White say in the chat group today that he wanted to organize a hand-guided tractor competition? Earlier, Senior White happened to inquire if I was in the Pacific Ocean and also asked me for my coordinates. He wants to arrange the race track so that the final section ends up in the Pacific Ocean. Hence, he needs my help. Little friend Shuhang, you're definitely joining the competition, right? Let's meet at the finishing line then!"
Song Shuhang hurriedly replied, "No no no, Senior Seven Lives Talisman, I am not joining the competition."
Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman replied, "Eh? Little friend Shuhang, you're actually not joining the competition? Doesn't it clearly feel like an interesting event? But no problem, you don't have to join the competition. You can tag along with the audience, taking a flight-type treasure to come over. I heard that Senior White had invited a lot of fellow daoists to be the audience and judges of this competition."
"In that case, I will quietly join the audience and see you at the finishing line, Senior Seven Lives Talisman." Song Shuhang heaved a sigh of relief.
To assure the safety of this little cultivator surnamed Song, he definitely would not join the competition.
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After ending the conversation with Senior Seven Lives Talisman, Song Shuhang logged out of his account and prepared to pass the phone back to Soft Feather.
However, when he got out of the login page, Song Shuhang suddenly saw that Soft Feather had another folder on her 'home'.
Having a folder on the home of your phone was a very ordinary thing, everyone's phone more or less had some folders. Also, folders usually contained private secrets. A good man like Song Shuhang would never secretly intrude upon other people's privacy.
But… this folder was different!
Because its title was: [Senior Song's expression package].
Song Shuhang was speechless.
Wait a minute, wait a minute!
Senior Song?
In the Nine Provinces Number One Group, apart from himself, was there any other senior with the same last name?
Perhaps there was—after all, 'Song' was a very common Chinese surname.
But the problem was... all the seniors in the Nine Provinces Number One Group had a dao name! Such as Northern River's Loose Cultivator—Song Shuhang always called him Senior Northern River.
Currently, the only person Soft Feather called 'Senior Song' in the Nine Provinces Number One Group should be little friend Song Shuhang and no one else, right?
Hence, Song Shuhang's finger lost control and got ready to tap on the folder.
No, I can't. If the Senior Song inside the folder isn't me, wouldn't I have intruded Soft Feather's privacy? It is not a gentleman's doing, I can't do that!
Song Shuhang clenched his teeth and prepared to withdraw his finger.
But at that time… perhaps because the screen reacted to his finger, although he didn't tap it with his finger, the folder still opened.
The folder was not password-protected, hence it was successfully opened by Song Shuhang.
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Or should he say, some source materials?
There was Song Shuhang's desperate expression when he and Venerable White were bungee jumping.
The picture of Song Shuhang on the meteorite in outer space.
There was also an expression of Song Shuhang when he was launched into the sky by the disposable Song Shuhang 001 edition... Senior White actually implemented a recording feature on the disposable Song Shuhang 001 edition?
There was a picture of Song Shuhang's bald head reflecting the rays of the sun (taken by Doudou).
And a picture of a bald Song Shuhang wearing a black skirt. F*ck, such an embarrassing picture... when did Soft Feather take this?
Thereafter, there was also a picture of Song Shuhang and Soft Feather bungee-jumping.
The corner of Song Shuhang's mouth twitched... he then silently closed the folder.
Soft Feather must be addicted to playing with expression packages, right? After playing with Venerable White's expression package, she still had to play with Senior Song's expression package, huh?
No, I must stop Soft Feather's scary plan!
But what can I use to stop a curious Soft Feather?
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"Eh? Senior Song, you saw the folder!" At this time, Soft Feather suddenly moved her head closer and laughed cheekily.
Song Shuhang suddenly felt guilty.
"But Senior Song, I haven't completed this expressions package yet; the materials I have are currently too little. During this period, let's take more interesting pictures, then I would be able to make an even much more awesome expressions package than Senior White's expression package!" Soft Feather clenched her fist. This hot-blooded young lady was full of passion.
Song Shuhang hurriedly replied, "Soft Feather, can you not make my expression package? I feel kinda embarrassed."
"Don't worry, Senior Song. I will make it perfect, it would not bring you any shame," Soft Feather said earnestly. "Also, I made this expression package for your own good, Senior Song."
"What?" Song Shuhang was dumbfounded. For my own good?
"Think about it, Senior Song. Senior White's expression package was already released... and if Senior Song's expression package isn't launched as well, Senior White might find it unfair, right? If that were the case, he might keep tormenting you, Senior Song." Soft Feather's face was very serious.
Song Shuhang: ?
Song Shuhang: ?
What could he say against Soft Feather's sound logic? He actually had no rebuttal… because he had already been subjected to all kinds of torture by Venerable White. Such as transforming him into a fish that got eaten up by Doudou, got eaten up by Doudou, and got eaten up by Doudou…
Facts spoke louder than words.