World famous scenes

Meng Qi: What an invincible furnace emperor! Truly confident!

Lu Mingfei: Truly a model for the furnace world, the foremost of all furnaces!

Since Lu Mingfei joined the group during the retreat in Mengchuan, he seamlessly blended with everyone, revealing his attributes along the way. One could only say that he was a perfect match with Meng Qi!

"Xiao Meng, Lu Mingfei, has anyone ever told you two that you're really cheeky?" Meng Chuan remarked with a touch of irritation. "The black sheep of the chat group! It's you two!"

Meng Qi: There are three, Great, you missed one (whispering bb).

Bibi Dong: Who else is there?

"How could there be a third one, nonsense!" Meng Chuan asserted.

However, Meng Chuan disregarded Yao Chen's perplexed gaze. The other person was definitely not referring to himself, but probably the old man in front of him. After all, his hobby was quite unique.

"Emperor, how can I assist you?" After chatting for a while, Yaochen looked at the indistinct human figure in the furnace and asked, still missing Meng Chuan.

During Meng Chuan's live broadcast of the Four Outer World Wars, everyone tacitly refrained from sending barrages, fearing it would distract Meng Chuan. It was the only thing they could do at that moment.

When Meng Chuan faced the attacks from the four statues with the immortal tripod and the big formation, there was a hint of worry among everyone.

It must be said that the chat group possessed a magical power that enabled every new member to quickly embrace this space, willing to maintain this sanctuary to some extent.

Mengchuan, existing in the sky-covering world, and Mengchuan within the group, could be considered as two different personas. In the group, Mengchuan was relaxed, like a harbor.

Other group members shared similar sentiments. Here, everyone knew the original lives of others, and each group friend was exceptionally close.

"Which stage has the plot reached?" Meng Chuan inquired about the world's progress. As for himself, he was not in a hurry. If he was correct, one year would be sufficient.

"It's estimated that Nalan Yanran is coming for a divorce today. Yesterday, I sensed the Yun Lanzong group heading towards the Xiao residence. They will likely be there today," Yao Chen informed.

I added a chat group, and there were numerous exercises in the shop. Not to mention, there were treasures to restore the soul. Additionally, Medicine Dust was not lacking in wealth, and his soul power had been significantly restored by now.

It's worth mentioning that five new group members have been added. Each one contributed a lot of new items to the chat group store, except for Lu Mingfei.

Yaochen contributed medicine refining techniques, combat qigong techniques, martial skills, and Yan Chixia brought cultivation techniques. Fei Peng was even more remarkable, providing access to immortal scriptures, immortality, and more. Of course, in Fei Peng's world, he could only be called an immortal god. Bibi Dong also uploaded soul power meditation gates, along with soul rings, soul bones, and numerous treasures from different worlds.

The current group store still held a plethora of products, boasting a rich variety.

"Hey! The classic scene is coming! You have to see it!" Meng Chuan became interested, looked at Yao Chen, and said jokingly, "This is your future apprentice, right? Ready for the humiliation?"

"The emperor is joking." Yao Chen shook his head. "This isn't humiliation; it's his driving force. This time, he will reach the peak faster, but I won't interrupt some of the toughening he needs."

"How about you?"

"Haha." Yao Chen smiled. "I must have been waiting for him at the peak for a long time!"

Zhang Sanfeng: The old medicine is not old!

Meng Qi: Medicine is old yet youthful!

Lu Mingfei: Yao Lao Tongxin is not yet lost!

Yaochen's expression stiffened, and after a while, he mumbled something. Seeing these few words, anger surged through me, and cold sweat covered my body. Can this chat group get any better? How can we elderly monks find satisfaction? Tears welled up; the oppression of the old monk was omnipresent. When can the old monk truly stand tall!

Everyone in the chat group could see Yao Lao's mouth movements through the live broadcast and understand what Yao Lao was saying. Laughter echoed, and the group brimmed with a jovial atmosphere for a while.

"It's starting! The people from the Yunlan Sect are here!" Yao Chen suddenly shouted, prompting Meng Chuan to extend his divine mind out of the ring and convert the live broadcast to his perspective simultaneously.

This was a relatively luxurious hall. Several people dressed in Xiao attire engaged in eager conversation with a peculiar old man. However, did the old man's face reveal a sense of helplessness? He seemed unsure about what to say.

The old man hesitated to speak, and the girl accompanying him nudged him, causing him to glance at the old man repeatedly.

Then, in a corner of the hall, a pair of young boys and girls whispered. If all went as expected, the male figure was one of today's protagonists, Xiao Yan, and the female was this kid's childhood sweetheart, Xiao Xun'er.

"This is the world of vindictiveness, devoid of flashy magic. All that exists is the peak of vindictiveness!"

"Fighting spirit, from low to high, is divided into Dou Qi, Dou Zhe, Dou Shi, Da Dou Shi, Dou Ling, Dou Wang, Dou Huang, Dou Zong, Dou Zun, Dou Sheng, Dou Di! Our protagonist is a Dou Di! His journey begins now!"

Yuan Dagu: Is this narration?

Meng Qi: Where did the narration come from?

Koichi: This voice is strange, with a sense of indifference to the public.

Zhang Sanfeng: Is the world consciousness of the Douqi continent still paying attention to this historic scene?

Yaochen: Everyone... you're overthinking.

System prompt: Group member Yaochen uploaded a memory image.

All group members were somewhat puzzled as to why Yao Chen uploaded a memory video. Wasn't it time to watch the live broadcast?

Nevertheless, they clicked on the image and saw a scene that made everyone exclaim.

In the memory video uploaded by Yao Chen, Meng Chuan spoke while pinching his throat, narrating what he had just said.

Yan Chixia:...

Bibi Dong: Hahahaha, the emperor is so cute.

Meng Qi: Sao, or are you Sao?

Lu Mingfei: My eyes.

Meng Chuan also noticed the commotion in the group, lowered his hands somewhat awkwardly, smiled, and said, "It's just that the pressure from the recent beating was a bit heavy. Please lighten up the atmosphere!"

Simultaneously, everyone stared at Yao Chen. The young man was a martial artist with no sense of ethics. He sneakily took videos of me, an elderly emperor!

Laughter echoed within the group, while anger fumed outside the group.

As the situation progressed, the topic of retirement finally surfaced, discussing the world's Qi-gathering el

ixir and the emergence of threats from the supreme sect Yunlanzong.

"I... really want to kill you!" Xiao Yan uttered these words, looking at Nalan Yanran.

Zhang Sanfeng: This one's a bit impulsive. While understandable, if faced with a more aggressive sect, just these words could lead to the destruction of the Xiao family.

Meng Qi: Real people, I've sorted and uploaded those novels. I've read no less than them. Sinister.JPG

Zhang Sanfeng: Why are you innocent out of thin air?

"Don't be noisy; it will affect my TV watching!" Meng Chuan said to the "Treasure" group of friends, dissatisfied, while keeping an eye on the outside.

The classic three-year agreement was finally set here.

The resolute voice of the young man echoed through the sky.

"Miss Nalan, today Xiao Yan would like to offer you some advice."

"Thirty years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor!"