Bie Xuening looked up.
"Junior Martial Brother, I didn't mean you."
"I know."
Another message appeared in the group. It was from Pill Ancestor again.
Pill Ancestor: "Brother Dao, I'm curious. Was Sword Venerable always like this?"
Sword Venerable: "None of your damn business!"
Joyous Union Ancestor: "Actually, this concubine is curious too."
Sword Venerable: "If you've got that much time on your hands, livestream yourself sucking up essence."
Joyous Union Ancestor: "Oh, this concubine doesn't need any of that. But if you want to watch, I can dance for you~ /heart"
Sword Venerable: "Dance, you **!"
To keep crude language from appearing in the group and lowering the prestige of the top dogs of the Taixuan Immortal Sect, the group came with a built-in keyword filter.
Joyous Union Ancestor: "Hehe."
Bie Xuening's expression remained calm. She was nothing like her temperamental self in the group chat.
Joyous Union Ancestor: "Actually, more than me, Sword Venerable, you should be on your guard against someone else. @Spirit Ancestor"
No one replied.
Half a minute later.
Tyrant Sovereign: "That's awkward!"
Hong Sovereign: "That's awkward!"
Pill Ancestor: "That's awkward!"
Sword Ancestor: "That's awkward!"
Joyous Union Ancestor: "/Little Yellow Duck on the verge of tears"
Joyous Union Ancestor: "I can't believe even you're treating me like this, Brother Dao."
Sword Ancestor: "I see one person add it, and I want to click too. By the way, aren't these Little Yellow Duck stickers Martial Sister's?"
Joyous Union Ancestor: "I made them myself."
Sword Venerable: "Brain-dead."
Those two words weren't blocked.
Nobody would have guessed that the Founders, who were usually so lofty and elusive that they appeared like dragons glimpsed only in passing, chatted in the group just like ordinary people... and were even a little more out there.
After some more back-and-forth, they finally