Chapter 134: What Kind of Group Is This?!

"Killmat Killmat

"Wash-Cut-Blow Wash-Cut-Blow~ Blow blow blow~"

A deep male voice came from the red-haired young man in front of the camera, who was using Su Su Tuoni the barber's hair clipper to give a passerby a free haircut.

"Old friends who just entered the live stream, hit follow! Confirm my ID—the last Killmat royalty." Though his hair was a Killmat mess, the hairstyle he gave the passerby was pure—handsome!

"No need to send coins or gifts—moderators, ban everyone who sends gifts."

This was Su Su Tuoni Su, a local online celebrity who had gained minor fame in the area recently.

Though he offered free Wash-Cut-Blow services in public places, the quality was unquestionable—he even added beauty and makeup, using only premium skincare and cosmetics.

"Every day I randomly pick two viewers for beauty and haircare, guys—time is limited, time is limited! Don't forget to follow my other account: High-Quality Human Male Su Yulin. Yep, that's my main account."

"Tonight I'll do another dance for you all."

Luo Shengying had known for many years that her boyfriend was mentally off—back then, no other worlds had invaded, no supernatural abilities existed in society, yet he constantly posted bizarre stuff online.

But she never expected that after all these years, he still couldn't stop doing crazy stunts.

Her eyes were blank as she muttered: "This guy isn't Su Lin—Su Lin, when normal, is refined, gentle, and courteous."

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Su Lin: "You call yourself Purple Gold Divine Dragon? Come on, come on—I'll open world permissions, just come right over!"

Su Lin: "@Purple Gold Divine Dragon, I won't even charge you for the cross-world rune—just come over!"

Su Lin: "I'm a friendly guy. The group rules say members can't kill each other—let's come over and chat."

Zhang Chuang was inside Biyou Village, just moved in and hadn't even rested yet, when he saw the group chat message and involuntarily shuddered.

Purple Gold Divine Dragon either really went off to discuss dragon matters with a female dragon or was too scared to speak up—either way, Zhang Chuang just hoped this big shot from another world wouldn't pay attention to him.

In this group, besides him and Song Shuhang, the cultivation newbie, everyone else's combat power seemed to crush him.

Last night he stayed awake and searched every name online, studying their major plotlines roughly.

Some he found, some he didn't—Light God Su Lin, Song Shuhang, Yi Leina, Zhong Li—he found absolutely nothing.

The ones I did find—what kind of group is this?!

Ye Zhetian, Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan, Han Li, Lu Mingfei—am I really in this group?!

Among these, Lu Mingfei seemed the weakest in the novels, but according to the lore, when he goes all out, he can crush temporary workers.

Combat power seems inconsistent—my world's Dragon Clan just finished the Black Moon Tide arc; Zhang Chuang checked online summaries: Dragon Clan has World-Ending Speech Powers, and the girl named Hui Liyi ends tragically in the story.

But judging from last night's livestream, Lu Mingfei doesn't match the original at all—his combat power is leagues beyond the source material, and Hui Liyi too—how could that villain Helzorg possibly win against that city-burning flame power?

Is this boost from the group chat? No one knows how long these people have been in the group, or why they were fighting last night.

Zhang Chuang focused intently, trying to reconstruct the full story from fragments of chat logs.

Meanwhile, in Song Shuhang's world.

After Song Shuhang "retrieved" Bai Qian from ordinary people last night—Bai Qian, who had been petrified in seclusion for a long time—the elder broke free from the statue.

Frankly, Bai Qian was like a celestial exiled into mortal dust—long black hair cascading down his back, eyes sparkling with stars, white robes fluttering; most importantly, he possessed a gender-neutral passive charm that left a deep impression on Song Shuhang last night.

'If only he didn't have that terrifying habit of tripping on flat ground,' Song Shuhang thought silently.

Bai Qian is now a Seventh Rank White Zunzhe; when he zones out, he accidentally falls—and where he falls, a massive meteor crater forms.

For a lowly First Rank cultivator like him, this power is far too overwhelming.

During his conversation with Bai Qian about modern changes, he mentioned he'd just joined a special group chat—a new method among cultivators, allowing direct text communication inside others' minds.

This intrigued both King Dou Dou and Bai Qian.

"Woof! That group chat you mentioned sounds interesting—who's the group owner?" King Dou Dou asked.

Some cultivators in the Cultivation Realm love inventing things for fun—this mind-based group chat is far more convenient than QQ on phones.

"Let me check." Song Shuhang viewed the group members in his vision: "Only one admin—name: Su Lin."

"Never heard of him," King Dou Dou shook his head.

Bai Qian also said he'd never heard of this person.

"Let me see—Ye Zhetian, Han Li, Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan..." Song Shuhang suddenly realized something was wrong—he loved reading, whether novels, classical collections, or even the most tedious theoretical texts—he devoured them all.

"Pfft hahaha!" King Dou Dou, the Pekingese demon dog, burst into laughter, rolling on the ground: "You've been pranked!"

"Or maybe all these cultivators in the group are fans."

The Pekingese demon dog stood on two legs and said to Song Shuhang: "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west—the river changes! I am King Dou Tian Di, crushing all enemies underfoot—what can a mere Huangshan brat do to me?"

"Haha..." Song Shuhang awkwardly scratched his head, saw group members mentioning livestreams, and clicked in to watch.

The next instant

Unbounded light surged forth

Song Shuhang collapsed on the floor, drenched in cold sweat.

The next day

Song Shuhang woke from his dream, washed his face with clean water—he'd dreamed of last night's livestream in the group chat.

Last night, under the watchful eyes of King Dou Dou and Bai Zunzhe, he'd been frozen in terror; they asked what happened, because his body trembled with tension.

Song Shuhang briefly described what he'd seen, then began reviewing the group chat's information in his mind.

After over half an hour of research and cross-referencing with group members' comments, he conjured a cross-world rune out of thin air—under the gaze of King Dou Dou and Bai Qian—confirming the Multiverse Group Chat was real.

He tidied himself, opened the door—and King Dou Dou lunged in.

"Woof! Quick! Let me see!"

"See what?" Song Shuhang pushed King Dou Dou away—saliva was dripping on his face.

"The group chat!" King Dou Dou exclaimed excitedly.

"How am I supposed to show you?!" Song Shuhang sighed helplessly.

"Bai Qian has a way—you'll find out when you go downstairs."

Song Shuhang stood up and headed downstairs. Senior Bai seemed to have stayed up all night; after his initial understanding of modern things, he had begun researching mobile phones and QQ. He now knew what a chat group was, and was very interested in the chat group that, according to Song Shuhang, could span across worlds.

End of chapter