For a long time afterward, Cheng Yu did not return to his grueling cultivation. In fact, throughout that period, he remained careful to avoid playing Shen Yu.
Cheng Yu was not afraid of failing his role-playing task this time. After all, Shen Yu was currently banned, so it did not matter if he loosened up a little. And so Cheng Yu let himself go completely, sitting, standing, and sleeping in whatever sloppy posture suited him.
Whenever he had nothing to do, he followed the gossip in the Chat Group, watching members join one after another and others pass away. In the end, some people had failed to live very long even with the Chat Group's help.
Whenever he watched another member pass away, Cheng Yu could not help wondering: if he had never met Big Shot and had only obtained this Chat Group, could he have survived until now with its help?
Ultimately, the answer did not matter. To Cheng Yu, speculating about things that had never happened held little meaning anyway. Sometimes, he simply felt a little wistful.
Another day came, and Cheng Yu slept until he woke naturally. Of course, it was already noon by then.
Having long since returned to his true nature, the first thing Cheng Yu did upon waking was ponder a question of profound philosophical significance.
What should I eat later?
Although his current cultivation realm had long since freed him from the need to eat, Cheng Yu considered the pleasure of good food the last thing worth denying himself.
After some thought, Cheng Yu decided to head to the docks for some fries.
With the powerful abilities of a Holy Spirit, Cheng Yu conjured up plenty of "junk" food out of thin air.
He sat in a grand armchair with his legs crossed,