Chapter 3

It wasn't anything else—compared to others, the number of times Daoist Zhang Sanfeng appeared in literary works was simply too high, appearing in wuxia, even xianxia, and even historical fiction. Who knows which version of Daoist Zhang Sanfeng this is.

After a moment's deliberation, Su Han decided to speak up as well; he didn't bother with any flashy username—he logged in directly as Su Xiao Xiao.

Su Xiao Xiao: "Everyone, welcome to the Ciyuangong Society."

As soon as Su Han entered, the entire chat group fell completely silent. The reason was very simple: Su Han's name had a very prominent mark beside it.

Society Leader!

Without even looking, everyone knew Su Han was almost certainly the founder of the Ciyuangong Society.

Tony Not the Richest: "Looks like the real owner finally showed up! Since you pulled me in, you must know who I am, right? I have to admit, your abilities are strong! Though they're still just a tiny bit weaker than mine—if you wanted to show off your skills to join Stark Group, then you've succeeded."

Su Xiao Xiao: "..."

Become My Son: "Stark Group? What's that? I've never heard such a strange name in my life? Oh la la la la la! But you guys are actually quite interesting. By the way, want to be my son?"

Fallen Angel Twelve-Winged Black Cat Clan: "You creepy old pervert! Who just randomly claims someone as their son?! And I'm a girl, okay!"

Become My Son: "A girl? No problem! Then be my daughter… but your name is strange. Are you the user of the Mythical Beast. Human-Human Fruit. Fallen Angel Fruit? If you really are a user of such a fruit, then I should know your name."