Cultivation Chat Group (Web Novel)

In the world of the black lotus.

Senior White Two was very happy. Cracking the mark of ownership left in the 'world of the black lotus' had been easier than what he had initially thought. According to his initial calculations, it would have taken him several years to delete this mark the metallic ball had left behind.

But he didn't expect that his luck would be so good this time. When he chanced upon some parts of the code that were difficult to crack, he made a few wild guesses which all unexpectedly turned out to be correct.

How long had it been since he was this lucky?

He felt that a very long time had passed, and he couldn't even remember clearly by now.

To use an expression that humans liked to use—the heavens were helping him! This time, he truly had to admit it. He made some wild guesses, and they all turned out to be correct. The world of the black lotus was now fated to belong to this man surnamed White.

Anyway, Senior White Two happily erased the mark of the metallic ball and branded the place with his own mark.

This new mark was an upgraded version of the mark that the metallic ball had left behind. To make an example, if the mark of the metallic ball was like a 6 character-long password composed of numbers, Senior White Two's new mark of ownership was like a 100 character-long password with numbers, letters, and special characters. The security level was greatly enhanced.

When the world of the black lotus changed owners, Senior White Two heard an angry howl.

It was the metallic ball roaring in anger.

"Ahaha, that guys sounds very angry." Senior White Two laughed.

In the next moment, he discovered that the metallic ball had rushed to the entrance of the world of the black lotus, passing through layers upon layers of seals and glaring at the world of the black lotus.

However, the world of the black lotus had already changed masters, and it had become Senior White Two's personal property now. Without Senior White Two's permission, the original owner of the place, the metallic ball, would be unable to enter the world of the black lotus.

"White, you shameless bastard! Get out of there!" the ball of liquid metal said angrily.

Senior White Two faintly smiled and took two magical earplugs out of his spatial equipment, stuffing them into his ears.

This was a magical treasure he had forged recently. As soon as the earplugs were stuffed into one's ears, all external sounds would be unable to reach them. Even the secret sound transmission, telepathy, or mental connection method would be useless.

With this magical treasure, the ball of liquid metal could shout how much it wanted and still wouldn't be able to disturb him.

Afterward, Senior White Two took out a vial of demodragon medicine and drank it one go.

It's a little sweet. Pretty tasty, I would say, Senior White Two thought to himself. Soon after, he started to produce silk from his mouth.

He was spitting silk for real. This feeling had a certain meaning to it.

Senior White Two turned his head around and moved his waist, starting to spin the cocoon.

While spinning the cocoon, he could feel that the ball of liquid metal was crazily attacking the world of the black lotus. However, its attacks were all useless, and didn't have any effect. The attacks simply passed through the world of the black lotus and were unable to damage it in the slightest.

Senior White Two laughed and flicked his finger.

"Ding~"

A 3D projection appeared outside the entrance of the world of the black lotus.

The projected scene was precisely the scene of Senior White Two spinning a huge cocoon.

"Yo, you can now appreciate this beautiful scene of me spinning a cocoon even while standing outside. You can leave your angry howls for later," Senior White Two said.

A sharp blade emerged from the body of the ball of liquid metal—it was just like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. Now, it somewhat resembled a sea urchin.

Senior White Two laughed, and kept spinning the cocoon at high speed.

He was worthy of being the ruler of this place; the speed at which he was spinning the cocoon was extremely fast. In just a few minutes, Senior White Two had finished spinning that huge cocoon.

The surface of the cocoon was smooth and clean. It was hovering in the middle of the world of the black lotus at this time.

Next, Senior White Two happily entered into a slumber.

"Hmm~ it indeed feels very comfortable to sleep in here. It gives off a warm feeling that makes one feel reluctant to part with it. If I sleep here, I can probably sleep for a thousand years in a row," Senior White Two muttered to himself.

As soon as he finished spinning the cocoon, his eyelids became very heavy, and sleepiness that he hadn't felt in a long time rushed to his head.

Thereupon, he curled up within the cocoon and assumed a comfortable sleeping posture.

"Oh, right... if I really sleep for a thousand years in a row this time, would that guy called Song Shuhang be still alive by the time I wake up? A human cultivator of the Third Stage should be able to live up to 300 years, and even a cultivator of the Fourth Stage can only live around 600 years. Perhaps he would have already passed away by the time I wake up..." Senior White Two felt that his head was getting heavier and heavier.

"Hmm... such being the case, it's better if I immediately reward him for the demodragon medicine." Senior White Two used his mind to quietly give an order to one of his direct subordinates.

Somewhere in the Netherworld Realm, an unremarkable demonic hamster froze for a moment. Then, it nodded its head as it received an order from its master.

Soon after, its body dashed forward, ready to plunge into one of the cracks that connected the Netherworld Realm to the main world.

At the same time, the demonic hamster secretly grasped the toothpick-sized sword hanging from its waist.

It was about to meet that Song Shuhang guy again.

This time, let's meet on the summit of the forbidden city in China and battle to our hearts' content!

This time around, I won't give you the opportunity to use talismans, and I'll make sure to give you a taste of the power of my Otherworldly Flying Demon (improved edition) technique.

Now that my Otherworldly Flying Demon technique has been improved, not even that barrier of the Fifth Stage you used the last time will be able to block it.

A static barrier of the Fifth Stage won't be able to ward off a hundred demonic fangs!

While running, the demonic hamster slightly lifted its white robe and coolly jumped toward the crack, disappearing with a trace.

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"White, you shameless bastard and petty thief! You beep, beep, beep~ I'll beep, beep, beep~ You and your beep, beep, beep~" the ball of liquid metal cursed nonstop.

However, Senior White Two was already soundly sleeping inside that giant cocoon. "Zzzzzz..."

In the picture projected outside the entrance, the huge cocoon was perfectly still, not moving in the slightest.

The ball of liquid metal took a deep breath and separated a drop of metal from its body with a snap of fingers, transforming it into a mini-ball of liquid metal that floated right at the edge of the world of the black lotus.

This time, it decided to use a clone to keep a close watch on that White fellow. It couldn't let him ruin its plans again!

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In the meantime.

True Monarch Yellow Mountain was still pacing back and forth in Wenzhou City...

At this time, he had yet to catch Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist!

That guy had gotten smart as of late... he used a costly substitute puppet while in little friend Shuhang's home and evaded a calamity. Afterward, he used a valuable cloning talisman to create a clone identical to him that bore the brunt in place of his main body.

However, he was still unable to escape from True Monarch Yellow Mountain's palm in the end...

True Monarch Yellow Mountain concealed his aura and entered into a very ordinary Internet café.

Very soon, he got to the seat number A43, where a youngster with blond hair was sitting.

As you might have guessed, that youngster with blond hair was none other than Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist in disguise. Although his disguising skills were pretty good, they were rather outdated if compared to those of Immortal Master Copper Trigram from the Nine Provinces Number One Group.

True Monarch Yellow Mountain concealed his aura and quietly arrived next to Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist.

From the screen of the computer, one could tell that Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist had changed his instant messaging account. But that wasn't all, he had also changed his mobile phone, SIM card, identification card, and so on. He had basically replaced everything!

At this time, Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist was happily playing games with other people.

"Tsk, that stupid Yellow Mountain was really thinking of tracking me down by using that instant messaging program and whatnot. Too bad that I, Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist, had already seen through everything... hehehe," Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist often muttered to himself, clearly delighted.

At the same time, a pleasant-sounding song echoed from his headset—[The fragrance of blooming flower baskets~ Hear this song of mine~ Come to the great Yellow Mountain~ It's a beautiful place with beautiful sceneries~ There are crops everywhere~ with a stupid Yellow Mountain all over the place~]

"What a good song, I'll never get tired of listening to it." Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist savored the lingering aftertaste, and said, "I can listen to this song for a hundred years in a row."

"..." True Monarch Yellow Mountain.

In the next moment, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist's shoulder.

Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist was startled. He was a Fifth Stage Spiritual Emperor, but someone had approached him without him noticing!

There could be only one truth!

Stupid Yellow Mountain had come!

Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist quickly turned his head around. As expected, what he saw next was True Monarch Yellow Mountain's dark face.

Daoist Priest quickly operated his brain and put on a confused expression as he said, "You idiot~ whom are you looking for?"

"..." True Monarch Yellow Mountain.

True Monarch didn't waste his breath, and several formations were ejected from his hand. In just a second, 200 seals fell on Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist's body, firmly binding him.

Afterward, True Monarch pulled Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist along and prepared to leave the Internet café.

"Let me go! Stupid Yellow Mountain, if you don't let me go, I'll start screaming!" Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist had started to get anxious. After getting sealed, more than 90% of the spiritual energy in his body had been blocked, and he was unable to resist True Monarch Yellow Mountain by relying on his physical strength alone.

True Monarch Yellow Mountain coldly smiled, and then skillfully used the legendary muting technique, directly sealing Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist's mouth.

Afterward, he kept dragging him along under the dumbfounded gazes of the other people in the Internet café, finally swaggering off.

After finding a secluded place, True Monarch Yellow Mountain put Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist on his flying sword and flew away.

The middle-aged man and that other big fellow from before were on another flying sword that was closely following behind True Monarch Yellow Mountain.

"Dammit, stupid Yellow Mountain... how did you find me?!"Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist asked via secret sound transmission with the little bit of spiritual energy he had left.

"Did you really think that you had managed to escape from my palm? Actually, you've never got away from it," True Monarch Yellow Mountain said coldly.

"Nonsense! Didn't my clone from before successfully deceive you? Aside from the instant messaging program and the phone, what else did you use to monitor me?" Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist called out.

He was sure that True Monarch Yellow Mountain hadn't left any rune on his body. As for his mobile phone, instant messaging program, and other modern devices that could track one's position, he had changed them all.

As such, how had True Monarch Yellow Mountain managed to find him?

"Hehe, do you really think that I'll tell you?" True Monarch Yellow Mountain sneered. After all, he couldn't possibly tell Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist that Fellow Daoist Cave Lord Snow Wolf, one of best in the world of cultivators when it came to handling documents and the likes, was his friend...

And he couldn't possibly tell Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist that the seventeen identification cards he had prepared through various means all went through Cave Lord Snow Wolf in the end...

As long as Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist used one of those identification cards, True Monarch Yellow Mountain would be able to lock onto his position!

Science and technology could truly change the world and one's life~

PS: Handling fake documents is illegal and dangerous...