Cultivation Chat Group Chapter 594: F*ck, isn't that my good friend Gao Moumou?!

Chapter 594: F*ck, isn't that my good friend Gao Moumou?!

Translator: G.o.dBrandy Editor: Kurisu

Just as she jumped on Song Shuhang's shoulder, Yu Jiaojiao noticed that there was a pale layer of golden light covering his whole body, protecting him.

Yu Jiaojiao blinked and said, "Heavens, the light of virtue is protecting your body?"

Yu Jiaojiao was a half-flood dragon and half-monster existence. Therefore, she was very sensitive toward something like the light of virtue. After all, when the light of virtue protected one's body, demons and monsters couldn't approach them.

However, Yu Jiaojiao didn't have any evil intention toward Song Shuhang. As such, the light of virtue didn't try to repel her when she jumped on his shoulder.

"Ahaha, about that... it's a long story, but recently, I learned the 'Soul Ferrying Technique' and coincidentally chanced upon several empty and pure souls of the Fifth Stage Spiritual Emperor rank. After I ferried them to the afterworld, the light of virtue condensed and reached the level where it started to protect my body," Song Shuhang said.

"You chanced upon several souls of the Fifth Stage Spiritual Emperor rank? And after you ferried them to the afterworld, the light of virtue directly started protecting your body? Isn't your luck a little bit too absurd?" Yu Jiaojiao gave him a supercilious look and said, "Shuhang, tell me honestly, are you Venerable White in disguise?"

"Perhaps Venerable White thought of me that day and gave me his long-distance blessings?" Song Shuhang replied. In addition, he didn't believe that his luck was that good recently.

Actually, he felt that he had been rather miserable as of late.

Whenever he carelessly triggered the secret appraisal technique, blood would spurt out of his body.

When he was trying to learn the Soul Ferrying Technique, he experienced what death looked like.

As if that wasn't enough, someone forcefully borrowed his ghost spirit.

Right, his first love died a long time ago, and she was later reborn as the offspring of a ghost spirit. Whenever Shuhang thought about the last part, his eyes would start tearing up... because other people could now forcefully sign a contract with his first love!

Yu Jiaojiao was in deep thoughts. Could Venerable White's blessings be really that effective? Should she beg him to give her a protective talisman or something of the sort?

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Under Yu Jiaojiao's supervision, Shuhang headed toward the small black room where the author was locked.

On the way there, Shuhang told Yu Jiaojiao about that powerful expert that forcefully borrowed his ghost spirit, as well as that the powerful expert was now headed toward the East China Sea.

Yu Jiaojiao said, "A ghost spirit can actually be 'borrowed'? I've never heard of something like this happening."

Once the ghost spirit had signed a contract with someone, it would become an extension of their body.

Borrowing a 'ghost spirit' was something akin to borrowing Song Shuhang's arm without cutting it off. Was something of the sort even possible?

Song Shuhang forced a smile. Nevertheless, he obtained some benefits after the ghost spirit was borrowed. For example, his ghost spirit was now a rare 'high-rank ghost spirit'. Once it was back, it would be a treasure that even a Seventh Stage Venerable would find very valuable.

"I understand. I'll pay attention to the news coming from the East China Sea. As long as something strange happens, I'll immediately notify you," Yu Jiaojiao said as she patted her chest with her small claw. It was nothing but a slight effort for her.

"Thank you, Jiaojiao," Song Shuhang said.

The East China Sea was very big, and it was impossible for him alone to keep an eye on it. Now, he only had to wait for Yu Jiaojiao's message. Hopefully, he would be able to find clues about his ghost spirit.

"You don't need to worry. From your description, that senior doesn't seem to have bad intentions. Moreover, given his strength, he doesn't need to lie about this matter. Since he promised to return your ghost spirit, he would surely return it," Yu Jiaojiao comforted.

"Let's hope so," Song Shuhang said.

"Let's put aside this worrisome matter for now and meet that author to ask him to write an interesting story for us," Yu Jiaojiao said happily.

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On the way there, Song Shuhang asked thoughtlessly, "Jiaojiao, where is that author from?"

Yu Jiaojiao said with a smile, "Precisely here, in the Jiangnan area. Therefore, I decided to arrange the small black room in the same area."

Song Shuhang nodded. However, he couldn't help but unconsciously think about his friend Gao Moumou. Gao Moumou also lived in the Jiangnan area.

Song Shuhang's three roommates—Gao Moumou, Tubo, and Yangde—all lived close to the Jiangnan area. For this reason, they were half-day students. They would live in the dorm from Monday to Friday and return home during the weekend.

As soon as he thought of Gao Moumou, Song Shuhang remembered that Moumou was very excited and wanted to introduce him to an online friend named 'Yu Jiaojiao'.

Wait a moment. How come the more I think about it, the more I feel that there is something wrong with this situation?

"Jiaojiao, how did you find the author?" Song Shuhang asked once again.

Yu Jiaojiao smiled and said, "It's a long story. A few days ago, I registered a new chat account and looked for the account of the author. It didn't take him long to add me."

This turn of events sounded somewhat familiar! Song Shuhang asked again, "Jiaojiao, what is the ID of your new account?"

"It's precisely my real name, Yu Jiaojiao! I felt that my name was rather pleasant to hear," Yu Jiaojiao said.

"..." Song Shuhang.

At this time, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Since the matter was brought up, Yu Jiaojiao enthusiastically continued with her explanation, "Back then, I played the part of a charming and bashful girl and covertly obtained the address of the author after a short conversation. Right, while we were chatting, something interesting happened. The author told me he wanted to see my picture."

"..." Song Shuhang.

The bad premonition he was having had gotten stronger... because this part seemed even more familiar!

Song Shuhang asked, "Then, whose picture did you send to the author?" Yu Jiaojiao surely couldn't have sent her own picture. After reaching the Fifth Stage, she would definitely turn into a beauty, but for now, she had the appearance of a half-fish and half-human!

"Of course, I sent him my own picture! He is an author I like, and I couldn't deceive him by sending him someone else's picture," Yu Jiaojiao said with a smile. "But what I sent him was a picture I took with my mother when I was a toddler. Back then, I still had the appearance of a small axolotl, and my mother was holding me in her hand. Actually, my mother is quite a beauty. Therefore, the author didn't suffer a loss."

"..." Song Shuhang.

Shuhang had started to panic.

Could there really be such a big coincidence?

By the way... Jiaojiao, does your father—True Monarch Tyrant Flood Dragon—know that you are sending pictures of your mother to complete strangers online?

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When Song Shuhang landed in the courtyard earlier, it was already 11:58 PM.

Now, while he was chatting with Yu Jiaojiao, a new day had begun.

August 7th, Wednesday, right after midnight.

"We've arrived. The author is in that room ahead," Yu Jiaojiao said while pointing at the 'small black room'.

The two maidservants standing at the entrance faintly glanced at Song Shuhang and stretched out their hands to push the door of the room open.

"Wait! Don't be in such a hurry to open the door!" Song Shuhang called out.

At this time, he was suspecting that the author inside the small black room was exactly his good friend Gao Moumou. If that was the case, how was he supposed to face his friend?

Therefore, he had to prepare himself mentally!

The best thing to do would be to glance inside the room from the crack in the door to see who the author was.

However, Song Shuhang's voice was one step too late.

The two maidservants were half-monsters of the Second Stage Realm, and the gentle strength they created as they stretched out their hands was enough to open the door—their hands didn't even touch it.

The door was slowly pushed open.

"..." Song Shuhang.

Please, let it not be Gao Moumou! Please, let it not be Gao Moumou! Please, anyone but Gao Moumou!!!

"Shuhang, what are you doing?" Yu Jiaojiao asked Song Shuhang in puzzlement. She felt that he was acting somewhat strange.

But right at this time, the author sitting on the office chair in the small black room—and enjoying the chair ma.s.sage—appeared before their eyes.

After noticing that the door had been pushed open, the author raised his head.

Song Shuhang's eyes met with the author's.

Song Shuhang was dumbfounded: ?!

The bright light illuminated the face of the author, whom Song Shuhang found very familiar.

The author was somewhat handsome and wore a new pair of trendy eyegla.s.ses. When he raised his head, his lenses refracted a weird light. It was guaranteed that these eyegla.s.ses were of the same brand as the ones Young Master Phoenix Slayer was wearing.

There was no mistake. It was precisely his good friend Gao Moumou!

But didn't fool deny that he was a webnovel author earlier? Such being the case, why the h.e.l.l was he kidnapped by Yu Jiaojiao and locked inside a small black room?!

However, this wasn't the main problem right now. The main problem was... how should he face Gao Moumou?

Song Shuhang operated his brain at full speed.

He could immediately apologize: 'Ah? Gao Moumou, this situation is super embarra.s.sing. Actually, the whole thing is a big and wonderful misunderstanding. Yu Jiaojiao is my friend, and since I wanted to shoot a movie, she decided to look for an author that could write an interesting plot. As a consequence, she kidnapped you and brought you here.' Then, he could add a 300-character long small essay as an apology.

Alternatively, he could overawe him with a sudden show of force: 'F*ck. Gao Moumou, you idiot, what are you doing here?!'

He could feign ignorance: 'Eh? Gao Moumou? Are you also here as a guest? What a coincidence! I also just arrived here as a guest!'

In the room, Gao Moumou likewise looked at the face of the guest that had come to visit him.

Gao Moumou was also dumbfounded.

Wasn't that his good friend Song Shuhang?

F*ck, how come Shuhang arrived here so quickly?

He told the two maidservants to send Shuhang the address of this place just a few minutes ago, and unexpectedly, Shuhang was already here?

Did it mean that Shuhang just happened to be close by?

The atmosphere became weird.

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"Old Gao." Song Shuhang braced himself and waved his hand at Gao Moumou.

"Heavens. Shuhang, you actually came here so quickly. I just told someone to send you the address of this place, and after a few minutes, you are already here?" Gao Moumou sat up on the chair and beckoned with his hand. "Shuhang, did you happen to be close to this place?"

He just told someone to send me the address of this place?

Does it mean that the message I received while I was riding the silver dragon puppet was sent on Gao Moumou's behalf?

Song Shuhang made a hollow laugh.

What kind of absurd coincidence was this?

"Don't stand there in the entrance, quickly come in. Right, let's speak in a low voice. Yayi just went to sleep, and it's better not to wake her up," Gao Moumou said.

After the reminder, Song Shuhang noticed the pet.i.te Yayi lying on the nearby beautiful double bed, soundly sleeping.

"..." Song Shuhang.

Shuhang felt that he had a sarcastic remark stuck in his throat but didn't know how to spit it out.

At this time, Yu Jiaojiao, who was sitting on Song Shuhang's shoulder: ?!

Song Shuhang and the author actually knew each other?