Chapter 1149: A nuclear bond—now that was a nuclear bond!
Fairy Lychee wasn't the only one. The other seniors online also sent messages of comfort.
Fairy Eastern Six: "There, there. Don't cry, little friend Shuhang. Seeing you come online and chat so energetically, I thought you hadn't dueled Winter Melon Sage Lord after all. I was wrong. I shouldn't have brought it up. I admit my mistake."
Young Master Phoenix Slayer: "Don't be sad, Shuhang. You're still young. Besides, there's nothing shameful about someone in the fourth-grade realm losing to someone in the eighth grade. And you've only been cultivating for a little over four months! At this rate, you might reach the eighth grade in eight months, then go back and give Winter Melon Sage Lord a beating. Youth is your greatest asset. You're the best."
True Lord Northern River said, "Empty fame is nothing but passing clouds and dung to us cultivators. Besides... this might be a good opportunity to temper your mental state. If we really reverse the outcome predicted by Copper Trigram's jinxed divination, and news of the 'First Millennium Sage's' defeat spreads throughout the myriad heavens and realms tomorrow, just treat it as training for your mental state!"
For a moment, the Nine Provinces Number One Group became the Nine Provinces Chicken Soup Group.
All sorts of chicken soup for the soul came pouring in, warming the heart—after all, little friend Song Shuhang hadn't been cultivating for long, so the seniors were rather worried that his mental state might suffer.
Inside the Core World.
Song Shuhang looked up at the sky. "Good heavens."
Su Clan's Sixteen covered her mouth and chuckled.
Just as the seniors in the Nine Provinces Chicken Soup Group were pondering how to comfort Song Shuhang, a completely incongruous message