Chapter 109: Group Owner’s Heavenly Tool, Mass Chat Restriction Technique! (1/2)

Chapter 109: Group Owner’s Heavenly Tool, Ma.s.s Chat Restriction Technique!

North River Loose Pract.i.tioner replied, “What’s the cause of their memory loss?”

“I’m still looking into it. We can’t confirm the reason yet. Perhaps it’s a special technique on the island or perhaps there’s a terrifying monster… If we come to a conclusion, I’ll let everyone know,” Medicine Master answered.

“Thanks for your warning, Medicine Master bro,” North River Loose Pract.i.tioner said.

As long as they made preparations, they would not be caught off guard even if the mysterious island was very strange.

After thinking a while, North River Loose Pract.i.tioner reminded Three Waves, “Three Waves bro, you’re already at the East China Sea. Best be a little careful”.

“Relax, this Wave is not part of the careless generation!” Three Waves laughed loudly.

“Three Waves, relax and go forth! I just divinated your future. Your luck is pretty good recently so this trip should be quite gratifying,” Bronze Trigram Immortal Master suddenly popped up and quietly posted.

Once this sentence had been spoken by Immortal Master, Mad Saber Three Wave’s complexion did an immediate 180.

“Wait… wait a minute! Hey fortune teller, what did you just say? My luck is pretty good recently?” Mad Saber Three Waves replied at lightning speed, “Are you sure you aren’t looking at the wrong diagram? Why don’t you divinate it again and see? You must have drawn the shortest straw! Don’t lie to me! It’s definitely an ill omen, am I right? At least a G-cup sized *ill omen, no?”

*TL: In Chinese, ill omen has the same p.r.o.nunciation as bra :/

A vein bulged in Bronze Trigram Immortal Master’s forehead. “Get lost!”

“Hahaha,” North River laughed before copying what Mad Saber Three Waves had said previously and pasted it five or six times in the chat. Then, he proudly said, “Just admit it, fortune teller. Your divination will be shady for as long as you live!”

“b.a.s.t.a.r.d!” Bronze Trigram Immortal Master had been stabbed where it hurt most. “North River, you old fool, you’ve gone too far!”

North River Loose Pract.i.tioner posted a smirking face, “You’re unconvinced? Then in two months, let’s a have a duel at Forbidden Violet Summit!”

“Hn! Two months later, I will naturally experience your “teachings” from your techniques. However, my revenge cannot wait a second more!” Bronze Trigram Immortal Master expanded his “Custom Emoticons” list and pulled up the page marked “North River” with a frigid smile.

Then, he posted a number of chatlog screenshots in rapid succession.

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[xx Year xx Month.

North River Loose Pract.i.tioner: Last week, I was lucky enough to attend Celestial Ladies Sect’s feast where I saw Senior Little Skylark of the sect with my own eyes. Senior’s elegant bearing is truly an unforgettable sight! (PS: Celestial Ladies Sect Little Skylark, Nine Provinces (1) Group moderator.)

Mad Saber Three Waves: You’ve fallen for Little Skylark?

North River Loose Pract.i.tioner: Of course.

North River Loose Pract.i.tioner: b.a.s.t.a.r.d… Don’t randomly interrupt me!]

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[xx Year xx Month, again.

Su Clan’s Ah Qi: North River, that stalk of “Cloud Spiral Thrice-viewed Moon” is sincerely beautiful. I’m not the only one who thinks so. No need to be humble!

North River Loose Pract.i.tioner: Fine then, I’ll admit that I’m very beautiful!]

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A string of five or six pictures were posted, all of them out-of-context screenshots of North River’s black history.

North River Loose Pract.i.tioner could no longer contain himself after seeing this row of chatlog screenshots. “Shady fortune teller, enough from you! When did you take so many screenshots?”

“Hmph hmph.” Bronze Trigram Immortal Master’s face was a mask of triumph. “I have even more ruthless ones.”

“Don’t think you’re the only who has these!” North River Loose Pract.i.tioner was furious as he also rummaged through his own custom emoticons page and pulled out the tab labelled “Bronze Trigram” before rapidly posting five or six.

This post meant irreconcilable war.

You post four pictures then I’ll post five pictures — it became a flaming compet.i.tion between the two to see who had saved more black screenshots.

As the two smeared each other’s reputations, they could not avoid bringing other members of the group into the picture. Hence, the number of members taking part in this flaming compet.i.tion expanded like a rolling s...o...b..ll.

Nine Provinces (1) Group became a group full of flamers.

Gradually, North River Loose Pract.i.tioner was beginning to weaken.

Bronze Trigram Immortal Master’s stock was too big. This time’s Grand Flaming Compet.i.tion seemed to be indicating his loss.