Chapter 471 - Creating a New Chat Group System

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Jiang Ming gazed into the depths of the Chaos. In an extremely distant place, there was an immense, incomparably huge chiliocosm that was tumbling towards them. As it inched forward, the Chaotic Qi set off endless storms. It even almost rippled to the edges of Honggu Great Chiliocosm already.

However, pushing a whole chiliocosm forward was, after all, a very slow process.

‘Based on my estimation, I’m afraid it will take another 20 years or so for it to completely reach here.’ Jiang Ming made a simple estimation.

The time frame given was very short already. But for Jiang Ming, this would allow his strength to undergo a revolutionary change once again.

“The damned will die sooner or later!” Jiang Ming muttered as he entered the Supreme Pagoda.

In the corners, there was no longer the silhouette of Ye Qingxian to be seen. It was apparent that this mysterious woman was living well over at Dongfang Chenxi’s.

Jiang Ming felt rather depressed for a little while. He shook his head, took out a set of sofa and sat himself down. Then, Jiang Ming took out teapots and tea leaves, poured in some innate spiritual liquid to brew himself a pot of tea. Following that, he communicated with the Supreme Order.

The chat group had always been lively. Although the cycle of time was different between the internal and outside world, observing through consciousness wouldn’t be of much effect.

[Hong Yi: Group Admin, when are you leaving?]

[Hong Yi: Brother Hong, it’s high time to leave already.]

[Hong Yi: Brother Hong! You’re occupying space yet doing nothing. I’m getting irritated waiting for you.]

[Hong Yi: Brother Hong, why wait another 20 years? You can just go straight for a cultivation retreat and it’d be over in a flash.]

[Hong Zhan: “Hong Yi! You’ve made me almost annoyed to death!]

[Hong Yi: Well, I thought it should be easy to wait for 50 years, yet only 30 years had gone by and I realized how wrong I was! A heaven-defying great fortune is right in front of my eyes! It can even change my whole destiny. How can I calm myself down?]

[Hong Zhan: Just wait another 20 years.]

[Hong Yi: I can wait no longer! Alas, Brother Hong! You are useless even if you stay here right?]

[Hong Zhan: However, once I leave this place, how else can I contact you guys? How can I contact Brother Jiang? Alas, I also yearn to break through my cultivation, but life no longer would be meaningful if I leave you guys. You don’t understand. I’m like a young master back in my family. Anyone who sees me will become all respectful to me. It’s too boring!]

[Di Huo: You fool! Showing off again, are you?]

[Hong Zhan: “This is not showing off but instead, cold hard fact. The ones serving me now are all Saint Realm maids.]

[Di Huo: Crap! I’m too envious!]

[Au Jiu: “God damn it! Brother Hong! I’m so envious of you to the point that I have that urge to just castrate you! Damn it! All Saint Realm maids! This is injustice!]

[Tian Fo: Let’s all remove him from the position as the Group Admin, shall we? By the way, Brother Hong, do the Saint maids smell good?]

[Hong Zhan: He He…]

[Feng Wu: Saints willing to become your Saint maiden? Aren’t you afraid they might slap you to death in a fit of annoyance one day?]

[Ye Qingxian: That’s right! Those of which can reach the Saint Realm would all be of iron will. How will they not be condescending?]

[Hong Zhan: That’s because there are just way too many Saints over at my place. Also, I’m of a very high status myself. The biggest reason of course, would be that my innate aptitude is greatly praised by my family’s great monarch. Haha! Saints slapping me to death? That’s not possible. I even have some life-saving triumph cards with me that are left by the great monarchs personally.]

[Di Huo: I’m even more envious now!]

[Jiang Ming: I killed another 18 Saints!]

[Hong Zhan: …]

[Hong Zhan: Brother Jiang is nevertheless worthy of my admiration! Compared to you, I’m nothing at all!]

[Di Huo: This here is the real champion. Brother Hong, you’re just relying on your elders to make the Saints serve you. Yet, look at Brother Jiang! He’s slaughtering them personally. He beheaded 18 of them before, another seven and a Dao Patriarch in another battle, and now he’s taken down yet another 18. God damn! How many Saints has Brother Jiang slaughtered? My scalp’s tingling, my mind’s trembling!]

[Dongfang Chenxi: Almighty Brother Jiang Ming!]n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

[Ye Qingxian: Almighty Brother Jiang!]

[Ming Fei: Awesome! He is definitely not boasting.]

[Au Jiu: Brother Jiang, can you suppress a female Saint and force yourself on her?]

[Jiang Ming: That’s nasty! I’m a decent gentleman!]

[Au Jiu: Come on now, us men are good for nothing.]

[Tian Fo: Amitabha, I’m not a man, but a Buddha.]

[Di Huo: Pooff… I spewed 30,000 miles of flame in one breath because of that.]

[Jiang Ming: Everyone, I have a way where even if the person has left the group chat, we can still communicate with each other unimpeded. However, I will be needing your soul imprint. Are you willing to do so?]

[Ye Qingxian: Brother Jiang, you’ve succeeded?]

[Jiang Ming: Yes, I did.]

When he first had the idea, Jiang Ming already began using the Human Path Record as the carrier for deducing the technique. It was extremely difficult at first but once his Saint Soul went through the transformation and advanced into the King Saint Realm, his mastery of this great weapon, Human Path Record grew deeper. He naturally discovered more of its functions.

It was no longer a difficult problem creating a chat group. By just slightly structuring it, the chat room was already tentatively completed.

After all, this supreme great weapon that he had no idea of its level, could even allow him to traverse the infinite realms. Communicating in chat rooms was comparatively much easier than the former. It was just that the process required the participants’ soul imprint.

[Dongfang Chenxi: Brother Jiang Ming is really almighty! I’m sending my soul imprint over right now!]

[Ye Qingxian: Count me in!]

[Ming Fei: I’m riding on his coattails for sure.]

[Luo Heng: Brother Jiang has already advanced into the King Saint Realm. I will definitely ride on his coattails for sure!]

[Hong Zhan: King Saint? King Saint? King Saint…Luo Heng, did you say King Saint?]

[Luo Heng: Would I be lying to you?]

[Hong Zhan: Hold on! Let me collect my thoughts a little… How long has it been since he sanctified the way of Dao and advanced into the Saint Realm? He’s now a King Saint already? Everyone, could it be that I’m dreaming?]

[Hong Yi: I feel like I’m dreaming too.]

[Tian Fo: No, we’re all caught in the illusion of the Great Demon.]

[Ming Fei: So this is how the Great Dao’s own son is treated? Recalling the past, Jiang Ming was a little brother of mine yet I can’t even see his shadow now. Brother Jiang, what about making me your foot warmer maid?]

[Feng Wu: Count me in!]

[Di Huo: I’ll be your cook.]

[Au Jiu: I’ll be your butler.]

[Hong Zhan: You’re really inhuman! I was going to wait for another 20 years before kicking start my cultivation retreat so as to directly advance into the Saint Realm. I wanted to have a good match with Brother Jiang later on, but now…No, this is no longer a lavish dream of mine, but a heaven-defying greatness that is simply impossible to be accomplished. I’m afraid that when I finally advance into the Saint Realm, Brother Jiang would’ve become a real tycoon of the Sea of Chaos already.]

[Hong Zhan: My haughty pride has been completely struck down and pierced with thousands of holes!]

[Hong Zhan: Count me in. I’m sending my soul imprint over right now!]

Jiang Ming could help his joy reading through the messages in the chat room.

Alas, Hong Zhan. He was supposed to be the son of Great Fortune. It was such a shame that he met Jiang Ming and could only serve as one of the sidelines.

Within a short time, the members of the chat room had sent over their soul imprints one after another. Even Huang Quan and the likes who didn’t communicate with others often, did the same.

This was because they all understood. Existences such as Jiang Ming who had already advanced into the King Saint Realm no longer have anything to covet from them at all.

Jiang Ming called up the Human Path Record, and flipped it open. Following that, Jiang Ming incorporated all the soul imprints that he had just collected into one of the pages. The page directly turned into a chat group right the very next moment.

It was extremely similar to the group chat that Jiang Ming was once familiar with. A group chat that was able to upload small videos and other files.