"What are you trying to do?" Venerable Yellow Mountain replied.
Perhaps it was just an illusion, but Song Shuhang seemed to detect a hint of vigilance in those four words from Senior Yellow Mountain.
How could Senior Yellow Mountain possibly be wary of me?
It had to be an illusion.
After all, just a few months ago, Senior Yellow Mountain had even sent him a huge red-envelope gift because he found him reliable.
"It's like this, Senior Yellow Mountain. I'm planning to use these thirty accounts to create three different groups," Song Shuhang replied.
"Believe it or not, I'll block you," Venerable Yellow Mountain shot back.
Song Shuhang was dumbfounded. "???"
"Senior Yellow Mountain, you've misunderstood. I'm creating these three groups to do something important. I was thinking that, since I'm already in the Seventh-Grade Realm, I should take care of some people and matters in the mundane world that I care about. Besides my parents and relatives, there are also some friends I care about. For example, my three dorm mates. Their cultivation aptitudes are rather poor... So I want to create a group and bring them in, then find a way to guide them secretly," Song Shuhang quickly replied.
He wanted to use his own experiences as a template and give his three dorm mates a chance to come into contact with the cultivation world.
In the future, he might even be able to give his three roommates a broader platform for development.
How much fortune they could have in the future would depend on their own efforts.
The main issue was that he currently had no means to "defy the heavens and change fate," so there was only so much he could do.
After hearing this, Venerable Yellow Mountain said comfortingly, "Fortunately... your innate nature hasn't changed.