Cultivation Chat Group - Chapter 2619

Chapter 2619: Calm Analysis, a Moment of Contemplation… Am I Doomed?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Though just a statue, the beauty and aura of the statue’s fairy were unparalleled—the lazy demeanor exuding from its essence, and the underlying sadness within its eyes, spoke volumes of the masterful craftsmanship!

In the realm of cultivation, female practitioners naturally evolved towards perfection as their prowess grew. Without cultivating specific techniques, their appearances continued to evolve towards ‘perfection’.

Thus, in the cultivation world, evaluating a fairy’s beauty often emphasized their ‘aura l—unless their beauty rivaled that of the ancient Heavenly Citys flower, Fairy @#%x, mere physical allure wouldn’t captivate the audience.

Cultivators from myriad worlds couldn’t help but etch the image of this lazy statue fairy in their minds after a single glance.

“Who is the fairy depicted in this statue?”

“Is it another fairy associated with Senior Tyrannical Song?”

“Every time Profound Sage Tyrannical Song preaches, I feel like I’m falling for an inanimate object. Last time, I fell for the virtuous empress behind Senior Tyrannical Song, and now, I’m infatuated with a statue. When the statue cracked, I felt my heart crack too. If this continues, my perception of love might be in jeopardy. What kind of extraordinary fairy will Senior Tyrannical Song create next?”

“Could this be a resurrection artifact? Capable of resurrecting a figure like Tyrannical Song?” Some Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcenders recognized the true function of the statue.

“My precious resurrection!” Song Shuhang lamented.

This precious magical treasure, crafted personally by Pavilion Master Chu, had the ability to resurrect Tribulation Transcenders and held immense value!

Song Shuhang had hoped to keep it, at least until reaching the Ninth Stage—if not indefinitely to pass it down as a cherished heirloom.

However, he hadn’t expected to lose it upon advancing to the Eighth Stage,

His heart ached. Utilizing a Ninth Stage resurrection magical treasure as an Eighth Stage cultivator seemed extravagant. Roughly estimated, he had squandered millions of spirit stones.

After calming himself, Song Shuhang assessed his body—bearing in mind that some ‘organs’ and ‘body parts! were beyond the capabilities of resurrection magical treasures. And, he was now pregnant.

After a thorough examination, Song Shuhang breathed a sigh of relief.

All bodily organs remained intact—the blood of the Scholarly Sage served as a safeguard, instinctively protecting precious components.

Furthermore, the pregnant golden-haired mechanical girl embryo remained unharmed. Under the influence of the magical treasure, the embryo seemed to have grown slightly.

Confirming his physical well-being, Song Shuhang immediately contacted customer support. “Any issues with the ‘cultivation chat’?”

“Address me as Miss Fat Ball… The issue is significant. In that moment just now, countless friend requests from myriad worlds and the Netherworld Realm inundated the ‘cultivation chat’ system simultaneously. Despite your bodily explosion, this influx of data remains accumulated in the cultivation chat function, awaiting transformation…The volume is overwhelming.

“I’ve temporarily sealed them, but this sealing is not a lasting solution. If not

handled carefully, these sealed friend requests may resurface, necessitating another explosion.” Miss Fat Ball responded.

Those friend requests previously swiped with the ‘QR code’ wouldn’t vanish. The copious amount of data, uncountable in magnitude, now lingered like a time bomb within the ‘cultivation chat’ function.

Aside from sealing them, Miss Fat Ball dared not interact with them—fearing they might detonate upon contact.

“In essence, I’m vulnerable to spontaneous explosions at any moment?” Song Shuhang analyzed calmly… Could my demise be imminent?

Yet, in this dire predicament, he remained composed.

This wasn’t his first encounter with such peril.

Moreover, he possessed a solution. His smoke form offered a viable defense.

The self-destruction constituted a unique circumstance. At that instant, the friend requests from myriad worlds and the Netherworld Realm surged unexpectedly, rupturing him from within. There was no opportunity for buffer. Under such circumstances, before activating his fake immortal body, his soul had already detonated within his corporeal vessel.

And now, having experienced it once, his pain tolerance had cataloged this deathly agony. Additionally, with Miss Fat Ball’s seal acting as a buffer, if the sealed package’s data were to detonate again, Song Shuhang could immediately engage his ‘pseudo-immortal mode’ and endure the explosion.

“Aside from the prospect of spontaneous detonation, there’s also a time limit on sealing this massive ‘data package’. Our seal merely delays the explosive rate of the immense data within this ‘packet’. However, it’s incapable of fully containing them. In approximately one month’s time after your return to Earth, they’ll likely detonate again. You must prepare in advance.” Miss Fat Ball cautioned.

“What are our options?” Song Shuhang inquired.

“Two plans. Firstly, we’ll pursue a dual approach. Initially, we’ll enhance the ‘cultivation chat’ function and alter the friend request mechanism. We’ll endeavor to upgrade the ‘cultivation chat’ function to a genuine server… Converting their ‘friend requests’ into a ‘cultivation chat’ function instead of directly adding you as a friend. This should alleviate your burden.” Miss Fat Ball proposed.

“I’ll rely on your expertise for this.” Song Shuhang acknowledged.

“I’ll dedicate extra hours and effort. I’ve already devised a plan. I’ll strive to complete this upgrade promptly. Secondly, it’s imperative that you bolster your endurance… It’s essential to enhance your level and strength within the next month, enabling you to develop a sturdier physique and fortitude to withstand the revised Cultivation Chat function and process this colossal data package.” Miss Fat Ball advised.

“l can’t attain the Ninth Stage in a month. Advancing from the Eighth Stage to the Ninth Stage, the heavenly tribulation alone is a daunting thousand-day tribulation’. I must find a means to elevate my realm by a few minor stages.” Song Shuhang admitted with a wry smile.

“l wish you fewer brushes with death in the days ahead. I’ll be working tirelessly. If you require assistance, reach out via private message.” Miss Fat Ball offered.

Song Shuhang nodded—could he anticipate numerous brushes with death in the ensuing month?

Perhaps…

“Demon name confirmed as ‘Tyrant Death’, Demon Seal construction commences! ”

Song Shuhang was confused.

Hold on, just a moment!