This was Song Shuhang's first time looking through the group space. He had always been focused on chatting and keeping up with the chat history, never realizing that the group space contained so many bizarre files.
These should be for helping seniors who emerged from secluded cultivation quickly grasp and integrate into modern knowledge, right? But even just looking at them felt incredibly awesome. Legal identity cards and personal information could actually be manufactured? The hidden energy of the Nine Provinces Number One Group even extended to influencing the ordinary world.
"Senior, who is this Lay Buddhist Xian Gong?" Shuhang pointed at the last file and asked in confusion. "What kind of tragedy happened?"
When Medicine Master heard this question, his face filled with rueful emotion. "Ah, he was a senior of profound strength."
"It was probably a little over two hundred years ago. Senior Xian Gong quietly found a deserted place and began secluded cultivation. After he had been in seclusion for over a century... just when his cultivation was going wonderfully, something called an atomic bomb suddenly exploded directly above the place where he was cultivating."
"How should I put it? It was truly dangerous back then! If not for Senior Xian Gong's powerful strength and the more than one hundred layers of defensive formations around his place of seclusion, he might have died on the spot. Moreover, even though he survived, that senior spent several decades recuperating before gradually recovering. The words 'atomic bomb' are still taboo to him. Whoever dares mention them in front of him will make him turn hostile."
Song Shuhang figured that Senior Xian Gong must have been a senior who hovered somewhere between awesome and insanely awesome. He had survived a direct attack from humanity's currently announced ultimate weapon—the nuclear bomb. All