Although Dongfang Bubai had managed to trick him, Qian Xunji wasn't particularly angry. After all, she was a sect leader, and one who had seized power by starting a rebellion and overthrowing her predecessor. There was no way she lacked a few tricks.
If she'd been stupid enough to toss divine manuals around everywhere, she wouldn't have become the sect leader in the first place.
With that thought, Qian Xunji turned his attention back to the Chat Group.
After considering his words for a moment, he began to type.
Martial Soul Hall Pope: "I don't know what's going on with [Omniscient and Almighty Li Daxian]. After all, I don't know him, and we aren't familiar with each other."
Martial Soul Hall Pope: "However, I do know a bit about the identities of some members of the group."
Martial Soul Hall Pope: "For example, [Sunrise in the East, Invincible]. If I'm not mistaken, you're Leader Dongfang of the Sun Moon Holy Sect. And Undead Knight should be Young Master Ning Caichen. As for Gentleman Sword, you should be Master Yue of the Mount Hua Sect. I Want to be Zhao Gao—is that Gao Yao? Poison Girl of Chuyun should be Miss Xiao Yi Xian. And you, 'I don't seek immortality, only wait for your return in this mortal world'—could you be the Ruthless Great Emperor, who doesn't seek immortality, but only wants to find her elder brother?"
Sunrise in the East, Invincible: "..."
Gentleman Sword: "..."
Undead Knight: "..."
I Want to be Zhao Gao: "Who are you? How do you know who I am?"
Poison Girl of Chuyun: "???"
I don't seek immortality, only wait for your return in this mortal world: "Who are you? How do you know about my elder brother?"
Atop a desolate mountain stood a slender woman in white.
Her hair danced in the wind, and her moon-white robes accentuated her graceful, peerless figure. Her skin was as luminous as carved white jade.
She was breathtakingly beautiful, with an otherworldly air, as if she might ascend to immortality at any moment. A Ghost Face Mask covered her face, leaving only her chin and a pair of clear, limpid eyes visible.
She was the most dazzling Great Emperor in the history of the human race, and the most gifted woman of all time! She was also the greatest Ruthless Empress of all ages, and the one behind the Chat Group name "I don't seek immortality, only wait for your return in this mortal world."
But at that moment, she could no longer maintain her usual composure.
After ten thousand years, she had once again heard news of her elder brother.
Gentleman Sword: "May I ask why you know so much about us, friend? Did you not just join the Chat Group?"
Undead Knight: "Could it be that you possess this so-called omniscience?"
Seeing Qian Xunji reveal the identities of the members on the screen, even exposing those who had only just joined, Dongfang Bai's beautiful eyes flickered.
As expected, she'd known this newcomer must have some special knowledge. Perhaps he could even divine things from afar, just like the previous group leader. Now it seemed she'd been right.
Sunrise in the East, Invincible: "Would you explain how you know our identities, friend? Are you the same sort of person as that Great Immortal from before? Can you learn our identities through some method we don't understand?"
Reading Dongfang Bubai's deduction, Qian Xunji couldn't help clicking his tongue in admiration.
As expected of a villainous BOSS—she was quick on the uptake.
He'd have to be more careful with his words from now on. Otherwise, he might accidentally let her lead him into a trap, and that would be no fun.
And if even Dongfang Bubai, who had lived only a few decades, was this hard to deal with, how difficult would the Ruthless Great Emperor be, having lived for tens of thousands of years?
With that thought, Qian Xunji felt even more certain that he'd been right not to imitate [Omniscient and Almighty Li Daxian] and play the fortune-teller. He'd planned to come clean from the start.
Martial Soul Hall Pope: "I don't know if we're the same sort of person, but I do know a bit about the Chat Group."
Martial Soul Hall Pope: "To be honest, I've seen many different things called Chat Groups before."
Gentleman Sword: "Many different kinds?"
Undead Knight: "Many different kinds???!!!"
Ning Caichen was stunned. He'd thought the Chat Group he'd joined was an extraordinary existence, and that he was one of the lucky few. But now Qian Xunji was telling him there were many Chat Groups just like it?
Sunrise in the East, Invincible: "Are you saying that besides our Myriad Worlds Chat Group, there are other Chat Groups elsewhere?"
Dongfang Bai was caught off guard. She'd thought there was only one Chat Group. Who would've guessed this thing could be mass-produced?
Martial Soul Hall Pope: "Ones like our group? I can't say for sure! The Chat Groups I've seen were in novels."
Martial Soul Hall Pope: "If you don't understand the word 'novel,' you can think of them as miscellaneous stories or written accounts..."
I Want to be Zhao Gao: "A novel? Is it the same kind of novel I know?"
Martial Soul Hall Pope: "Yes, exactly the kind you know. The Chat Groups I've seen were part of a genre in novels—or, you could say, products of the Chat Group genre."
Martial Soul Hall Pope: "The usual plot of these Chat Group novels goes like this: the protagonist is reborn in another world, transmigrates to a parallel world, and then encounters the revival of spiritual energy. After that, they gain a cheat called a Chat Group. They then use their past-life knowledge of certain characters in the group to pose as powerful experts and prophets, gaining benefits and growing stronger quickly."
Martial Soul Hall Pope: "As for how I know your identities, let's put it this way: I've also read other kinds of novels and watched TV dramas, and you all appeared in some of them."
Martial Soul Hall Pope: "In other words, to me, you're like characters in a story. Does that make sense?"
Qian Xunji didn't mind telling them what he knew. He'd planned this from the beginning—to let the other group members learn the truth about their worlds. And wasn't that a huge favor in itself?
Besides, he'd been so "kind" as to tell everyone all this for free. Even if they didn't send him a few red packets to show their gratitude, the least they could do was remember his generosity!
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