Legend of the Paladin

One day, Song Shuhang was suddenly added to a chat group with many seniors that suffered from chuuni disease. The people inside the group would call each other ‘Fellow Daoist’ and had all different kinds of titles: Palace Master, Cave Lord, True Monarch, Immortal Master, etc. Even the pet of the founder of the group that had run away from home was called ‘monster dog’. They would talk all day about pill refining, exploring ancient ruins, or share their experience on techniques.
However, after lurking inside the group for a while, he discovered that not all was what it seemed... 

Kurisu

Cultivation Chat Group

GodBrandy

‘Damn it. If I hadn’t been sleeping for so long due to that stupid seal in the graveyard, I wouldn’t be this weak,’ the ghost general thought to himself. Being knocked back by this little rascal that was still at the First Stage was somewhat humiliating for him.

Song Shuhang secretly shook his fist; that thing was quite hard! Even if it was weakened, the body of the ghost general could be compared to that of a cultivator of the Second Stage. If one were to compare it to a shield, its hardness wouldn’t be any less than that of the steel door that Song Shuhang had tried to destroy when recovering True Monarch White’s statue.

After stabilizing itself, the ghost general angrily howled at Song Shuhang, "Kid, do you really want to be our enemy?"

"Haha," Song Shuhang laughed. His hand turned into a dragon claw, and the Basic Fist Number Three exploded toward the ghost general at full power.

This time, did I royally screw up?