Wang Ling had always felt that Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal, the owner of the cultivation forum, was a mystical person. There were two impressions which the old members in the group had of this owner.
First, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal, who traveled all year round, was not only knowledgeable, but also knew all kinds of funny anecdotes. As long as it was cultivation gossip, he would have almost all the details. Whose pill furnace exploded, whose mythical creature had gone missing, whose child fell into an underground cave while on holiday and found an ancient magic weapon… Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal could always turn all of these things into topics for idle conversation.
