Cultivation Chat Group Chapter 2294 I'm Stubborn and Tough As Nails

Chapter 2294 I'm Stubborn and Tough As Nails

"When my 'cultivation' chat feature is back, I'll just slide into Senior More than One's DMs. Let's see how they refuse me then," murmured Song Shuhang from within the sealing pillar.

This time, the 'cultivation' chat feature was undergoing an upgrade, so private messaging wasn't available.

Otherwise, that steaming hotpot a while ago wouldn't have just belonged to Senior More than One!

He also wondered what had happened after the Immortal Lord took responsibility for the situation.

He remembered that during his last conversation with Striped Dragon Two, Striped Dragon Two had been hit by a long-range interference attack from the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball. Striped Dragon Two had elegantly reflected the attack and even played a prank on the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball.

How would the Immortal Lord respond to the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball's long-range interference attack?

Be it the Demon Emperor or the Imperishable Lord, they were all at the pinnacle of the Immortal level and were closely approaching the level of the Scholarly Sage.

However, the Demon Emperor was severely wounded while the Immortal Lord was in a deep slumber.

"Yeah, the only thing I can be certain of is that the Imperishable Lord is definitely still alive," Song Shuhang said. His friends list hadn't indicated his demise.

Power was indeed a valuable a.s.set.

Song Shuhang sighed inwardly.

If he were to forcefully resist the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball's long-range interference attack, he'd probably have to undergo resurrection. The problem was he didn't have any conventional means of resurrection with him at the moment. Senior White Two had prepared a resurrection method for him, but there was a risk of turning into a denizen of the Netherworld after being revived. His thoughts were interrupted by another notification.

[Ding! Virus Alert (Incomplete) has detected a 'remote interference' signal.]

"It's happening again," Madam Long Luo reminded him.

Today, the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball seemed serious. It appeared to have realized that its previous round of locking on and long-range attacks had targeted the wrong individual.

Therefore, as soon as the first wave of long-range lock-on interference attacks ended, it immediately initiated the next wave in a relentless search for Song Shuhang.

"Again? It's not good for the body if it happens too frequently."

But he didn't have time to think further.

He needed to make a decision immediately!

Connecting with the Demon Emperor was out of the question. If Senior More than One was on guard, they would undoubtedly ignore his call.

There weren't many options left.

"Can I still connect with Senior Immortal Lord?" Song Shuhang asked quickly.

"Confirm command, reconnect to the Immortal Lord."

[Ding ~ Connection successful. Communication begins.]

"Let's meet again, Senior Immortal Lord. Honestly, I'm touched by your tenacity today. Let's not say much more. May both of us smoothly overcome today's tribulations," Song Shuhang said.

[Transfer successful once more], Madam Long Luo reminded.

A familiar strange sound came from the Immortal Lord's communication channel.

The VIP communication channel between the Immortal Lord and Song Shuhang was abruptly cut off.

"This is it," Song Shuhang said with a sigh.

However, he remained vigilant. His form remained tightly compressed. It did not take long.

[Ding! Virus Alert (Incomplete) has detected a 'remote interference' signal.]

It was the third time today!

Song Shuhang's greatest fear was coming true. The Heavenly Dao Molt Ball currently lacked intelligence. Because of that, it single-mindedly focused on this task.

It wouldn't give up until it found Song Shuhang.

This time, without awaiting Song Shuhang's command, the 'cultivation' chat feature automatically reconnected to the 'Immortal Lord' in an eerily human-like manner.

[Ding! Connection with the Immortal Lord has been successful. Communication begins.]

Song Shuhang was left speechless.

The Heavenly Dao Molt Ball was relentless, but the Immortal Lord on the other side was equally unyielding.

The third round began.

The round concluded.

The fourth round began.

The round concluded.

By the eleventh round, Song Shuhang was numbed by the repet.i.tion.

He no longer had the heart to deceive Senior Immortal Lord.

He felt a psychological burden.

At this point, he almost wished that the Immortal Lord would reject his communication.

[Ding ~ Connection to the Immortal Lord has failed.]

[The Immortal Lord rejected the connection.]

"Huh? Oh my G.o.d, the Immortal Lord rejected it!" Song Shuhang's entire body jerked up.

After ten rounds, the stubborn Immortal Lord finally relented.

However, the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball hadn't given up.

Who should he connect with next?

Among the entire friend list, aside from the Immortal Lord and the Demon Emperor, he was too embarra.s.sed to scam the other members.

Originally, there was still a group of members from the Ancient Heavenly City who could be candidates.

However, in the previous incident involving the Tian Fa world, four of the Ancient Heavenly City's dear friends had perished simultaneously. The other friends' avatars were grayed out. It was an indication that they were undergoing resurrection.

Even if they were in a good condition, Song Shuhang couldn't bear to prank them with the heavenly punishment.

"Should I prank the Celestial Thearch?" Song Shuhang glanced at his friends list.

Among the remaining members, the Heavenly Emperor seemed like the best candidate in terms of strength and connections.

Just as he pondered, Senior White Two suddenly opened his eyes.

"Who's locking onto this place?" the dormant Senior White Two sensed danger and woke up.

It did not take long to explain the situation to him.

"Pathetic, a corpse-like ent.i.ty dares to scheme against me?" Senior White Two remarked.

He reached out and crushed a clump of black smoke in the air.

Song Shuhang's heart inexplicably tensed.

The black smoke resembled a part of his pseudo-immortal smoke incarnation.