Administrator Meng Qi generously shared a vibrant red envelope—Luo Hanquan.
Upon discovering the red envelope feature, he promptly decided to initiate the gesture.
Meng Chuan was left momentarily speechless, grappling with a mixture of nonsensical talk and playful deception.
In his regal capacity as emperor, a lingering question emerged: Could the allure of mortal endeavors captivate him?
System prompt: Administrator Meng Chuan graciously received Luohan Boxing.
A gracious deed indeed!
System prompt: Administrator Zhang Sanfeng also received the bestowed Luohan Boxing.
A cascade of Arhat boxes, effectively captivating numerous friends who duly bowed in appreciation.
System prompt: Administrator Zhang Sanfeng extended a red envelope with anticipation—Wu Beware.
System prompt: Administrator Zhang Sanfeng eagerly shared another red envelope—Pure Yang Wujigong.
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System prompt: Administrator Zhang Sanfeng thoughtfully distributed yet another red envelope—Tai Chi Sword Technique.
Zhang Sanfeng, in a generous spirit, expressed uncertainty about the potential benefits of these offerings but welcomed everyone to partake.
Observing the destiny copy shared earlier, the other three members cautiously opted to explore its contents. Each one, a well-known figure in their own right.
Zhang Sanfeng, with sagacious advice, suggested to Xiaomeng that, before embarking on the practice of vintage martial arts, consultation with the group was advisable.
His implication was clear; utilizing unfamiliar martial arts might lead to unforeseen consequences. These were not the martial arts of the first generation!
System prompt: Administrator Meng Chuan selflessly distributed Luohan Boxing to others.
He:...
He: Great! Was he present?
Meng Chuan: Not here.
He: Great Emperor, don't abandon him. Xiao Meng, a devotee of Dao Shi Dao, fondly reminisced about the Great Emperor, who once admired the pinnacle of the immortal road.
Meng Chuan:? ? ?
Meng Chuan clarified that the mentioned pinnacle referred to Emperor Wu Shi, currently residing in the source of God. Did he or the emperor violate any laws?
Meng Chuan asserted his inability to share personal practice techniques. While Zhang Zhenren's martial arts differed somewhat, there were shared nuances. The crucial point being to maintain discretion within the chat group.
Meng Chuan highlighted the stark contrast in styles.
Yuan Dagu: Lamentably, he lacked any cultivation techniques.
Koichi: Offering a contribution, he proposed uploading the practice method of the occultist.
System reminder: Administrator Gu Yi presented an alluring red envelope—The Encyclopedia of Mysteries.
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System prompt: Administrator Meng Chuan accepted The Encyclopedia of Mysteries red envelope from Administrator Gu Yi.
Meng Qi looked at the panel in the monastery, letting out a hearty laugh. "What can't you do? The Great Emperor is truly exceptional!"
Meng Chuan, upon seeing the frequent prompt messages for received red envelopes, felt a bit embarrassed. To remedy this, he activated the red envelope function and delved into its workings.
The current red envelope function allowed only the upload of items with inanimate souls and knowledge. Whether it was a privilege of the administrator or not, there were no restrictions on red envelopes. They could be sent as group red envelopes or specified ones, and they required no currency, such as points.
System prompt: Administrator Meng Chuan shared a group red envelope—Dao Shi Jing.
System prompt: Administrator Meng Chuan shared a group red envelope—40,000 catties of God.
Meng Chuan explained, "Dao Shi Jing is a practice I compiled after becoming an emperor. Feel free to download and practice, excluding Meng Qi!"
He continued, "Forty thousand kilograms of divine source is a cultivation resource, providing ample heaven and earth essence. It's sealed to prevent any leakage."
Meng Chuan clarified that his generosity wasn't due to stinginess, as ten thousand catties of divine source were allocated per person. For an emperor who could generate divine source liquid effortlessly, the amount was inconsequential. Sending millions or even billions of catties would be impractical, risking Wudang Mountain's collapse under the weight.
System prompt: Administrator Zhang Sanfeng received the red envelope.
System prompt: Administrator Gu Yi received the red envelope.
As the conversation continued in the group, Meng Qi hastily sent a farewell message.
Meng Qi: Everyone, I'm heading to morning class soon, so I'll be signing off for now! Goodbye, everyone! Goodbye, Great Emperor!
Zhang Sanfeng: Goodbye Xiaomeng!
Gu Yi: Goodbye Xiaomeng!
Yuan Da Gu: Goodbye Xiao Meng!
Meng Chuan: Get going!
Seeing Meng Qi's profile gray out, Meng Chuan also prepared to exit.
Meng Chuan: Everyone, I'll take my leave too. I've just arrived at this ancient star, and there are matters to attend to.
Zhang Sanfeng: The emperor's duties are paramount.
In a dimly lit room filled with books, a bald-headed mage in a yellow mage robe stared at the hidden panel with vivid expressions.
"Chat group, historical figures, giants, emperors, the other side..."
"The world is larger than anticipated. What's visible is only the tip of the iceberg."
"Maybe..."
In a modern bedroom, Dako gazed at the ceiling in contemplation.
"I thought Ultraman and monsters were incredible things, but encountering this—"
"The strength of the emperor, Xiao Meng's world is truly extraordinary."
"Dagu! Dagu!"
Lina shook her hand in front of Dako's eyes. "When will you stop daydreaming? It's time to get up!"
At Wudang, Zhang Sanfeng observed the scriptures that inexplicably appeared in his mind. His eyes glowed with unprecedented brilliance, and the surrounding vegetation flattened, sending waves all the way to Wudang Hall.
He chuckled, "Who said you're not a cultivator!"
"The path ahead is now..."
Meng Chuan, with a smile on his face, savored the basic martial arts techniques in his mind. Although they wouldn't contribute to his progress, they held sentimental value.
Human emotions were making a comeback. Meng Chuan stretched lazily, relishing this feeling. High cultivation didn't mandate emotional detachment. One could cry, laugh, and everything in between!
In the past, Emperor Huangtian, full of majesty, had lost loved ones to bloodshed. His words resonated with Meng Chuan in his previous life, evoking a sense of sorrow.
"How can a deity cry?"
How poignant! Despite being an emperor in the realm of humanity, Meng Chuan didn't want to lead a solitary existence in the vast world of Zhetian.
"Life's essence is back!"
Meng Chuan stretched contentedly. He relished this feeling, enjoying conversations with familiar figures from his past life.
"Funny and optimistic Xiao Meng, the plain-spoken Gu Yi, honest Da Gu, and the warmly welcoming Zhang Sanfeng."
"They won't be constrained by my status as Emperor. I can chat with them freely."
"Human connections are rekindled!"
Meng Chuan embraced this newfound joy. Human emotions could coexist with strength.
"The most powerful guarantee for the life you desire is your own strength."
Meng Chuan contemplated the basic martial arts techniques in his mind, smiling. Though they wouldn't propel him forward, they symbolized a connection to his past.