367: A million eulogies, Brother Suzhen

"Old Qi!"

"I've only been gone a few days, and you're getting cheeky!"

This familiar tone.

This familiar voice.

Although slightly immature and different from the voice they remembered, this was the person they had been thinking about.

"Brother Chu, I have a witness!" Li Tian Ce, on the right, suddenly stood up and pointed at Qi Xuan, saying to Chu Mo, "This guy, Qi Xuan, said you died, and he even wanted to hold a funeral for you. He arranged a memorial mound and even wrote a million-word eulogy to commemorate you."

Ning Haocheng understood.

He sent an exclusive red packet in the Chat Group.

Chu Mo opened it and looked.

Good heavens.

It was thicker than the Xinhua Dictionary.

A eulogy of ninety-nine million, nine hundred ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred ninety-nine words, right?

"@#!!%~:@?☞☜"

Qi Xuan gesticulated wildly, trying to explain, but he was currently muted and couldn't make a sound.

His incomprehensible gestures were faster than forming hand seals, and his facial expressions were even more varied.

It was unclear if he was explaining or scolding Li Tian Ce and Ning Haocheng for their disloyalty.

After a long while.

Only after Qi Xuan had completely vented did he slump back into his seat, staring blankly into the Void Realm, as if he had accepted his fate.

"You guys can gloat all you want! Once I recover, I'll secretly write a little essay for Brother Chu, reporting all the ridiculous things you've done these past few days..."

As soon as he said this, he suddenly sat up in surprise.

Wait, I was muted, right? How did I recover!

He scanned everyone, and saw them all looking at him with ill intentions.

A drop of sweat trickled down Qi Xuan's forehead.

"Uh... I was just joking just now, don't take it seriously! How could I report that Ning Ge wanted to burn a pile of paper figures for Brother Chu, or secretly tell Brother Chu that Lao Li wanted to erect the biggest monument for Brother Chu, engraving all of Brother Chu's life deeds on it..."

Before Qi Xuan could continue his exposé.

His real-world self was already being ganged up on by everyone.

In the Void Realm meeting, in a blink of an eye, only Chu Mo and Qi Xuan, who was still screaming 'Ah ah', remained.

"These guys, really..."

Chu Mo flipped through the million-word 'eulogy book' with a chuckle.

During the days he was away, these lovely Chat Group members really missed him!

When everyone came online again, Qi Xuan was already bruised and swollen, beaten into a pig's head; even his wife probably wouldn't recognize him.

And at this moment.

The meeting officially began.

"Everyone, regarding the origin of the Chat Group, why we were pulled into it, and even its purpose, I'm sure you all have many questions."

Everyone looked at Chu Mo with confusion, seeking answers to these questions.

Chu Mo didn't beat around the bush with them and revealed all the information he had gathered.

After hearing this, everyone was extremely surprised.

However, Long Aotian, who had seen the most, was relatively calm, "With our current strength, we cannot interfere in the conflict between the Heavenly Dao and the Human Dao! Furthermore, I don't believe the Human Dao has placed all its chips on us."

"Long... what do you mean?" Qi Xuan asked indistinctly, his pig-like face gradually receding.

Long Aotian glanced at him and said, "As far as I know, to create such a Chat Group, many top Daluo Realm cultivators could accomplish it with the help of some special Immortal Treasures, or even some low-grade Systems. Top, no, not even top Daluo Realm cultivators are needed; they could even hand-craft one!"

"So, our Chat Group was created by a Daluo Realm cultivator?"

Everyone looked at Long Aotian in surprise.

Chu Mo's brows furrowed slightly, "It might have been created by a Daluo Realm cultivator, but to draw us here, there must definitely be the hand of the Human Dao involved!"

Everyone fell silent.

Leaving their hometown, leaving their family and friends, inexplicably arriving in a strange world, and having to face a group of cunning and insidious old schemers.

To be honest.

If they could, they would still rather go back and be parasites of society.

"Clap!"

In the end, it was the more optimistic Qi Xuan who slapped the table and stood up, "Don't make it so heavy! The lives we lead now are envied by so many! No 996, no 007, sleeping until we wake up naturally, counting money until our hands cramp—isn't that quite pleasant!"

Long Aotian: "???"

Chen Lu: "???"

Pleasant? Not really!

At this moment, the two handsome guys in the Chat Group had something to say.

One was the black slave Chen Lu.

The other was the prisoner Long Aotian.

"After I finish mining today, I'll use a Crossing Talisman to meet up with you guys. Damn it, the overseers here don't treat us as humans. 24 hours a day, they wish we had an extra hour to mine... And all my belongings have been taken by them... If I hadn't prepared in advance and sent all valuable items to the Chat Group for safekeeping, I probably wouldn't even have my underwear left..."

Having spent a long time with everyone, Chen Lu also transformed from a polite youth into a foul-mouthed social young man.

"Can a Crossing Talisman still Transmigrate? Then, could some kind soul give me one too? After I was soul-searched by an Immortal King, I was thrown to his subordinate forces. Now, they're even forcing me to sign a servant contract. Damn it, Li Hongzhang wouldn't dare to sign the clauses on that thing!"

In the Void Realm meeting hall, Long Aotian spoke eloquently.

But in reality, he was timid and subservient.

A Core Disciple of the Linlang Immortal Land had already spoken; if he didn't submit by tomorrow, they would flay him, extract his tendons, and refine him into a Puppet.

Thinking of this, Long Aotian shed a tear of bitterness, but then he thought of the Crossing Talisman that could save him.

He perked up again.

He perked up, but everyone in the Chat Group was scared stiff.

"Wait! What did you just say? Immortal King soul-search! Holy crap! You didn't expose all of us, did you!"

"No, I didn't. The Chat Group has a defense mechanism that only allowed him to search a portion of false memories, thus misleading him. Otherwise, do you think I'd still be alive to sign a contract?"

These words made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

However, they became confused again.

The Chat Group could also prevent people from being soul-searched and fabricate false memories to mislead others. In that case, wouldn't they not fear being captured?

Even so.

No one thought of deliberately getting captured. If they could avoid being captured, it was better not to be. What if the other party just casually annihilated them after a soul-search? Then it would be over.

Wait.

Chu Mo suddenly thought of another crucial point.

"What about that Demoness?!"

Whoosh—!

Everyone's gaze turned to Chu Mo.

Ning Haocheng even had a hint of meaning on his face, "Brother Chu, a man of culture as well~"

Long Aotian waved his hand and said, "Don't even mention it! That Demoness was just caught by an Immortal King, and that Immortal King was then blasted into a bloody mist... Luckily, I was with another Immortal King at the time and didn't show my face, otherwise my life would have been in danger!"

"It's just you, Brother Chu, you're probably being targeted by that super powerful licking dog (simp)! That Demoness kept muttering your name before she left! I think when you go to the Demon Realm in the future, you'll have to be careful!"

Chu Mo: "???"

Wait, this involves me too!