Chapter 50 | A Socially Anxious Immortal Seeks Merit Online

Yuan Heng wore her sunglasses, looking unbelievably smug, with the Little Yellow Dragon perched on her shoulder and little Duobao in hand, as they grandly departed Mount Kunlun.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Duobao looked up at her and asked, “Little Junior Aunt, where are we going?”

The Little Yellow Dragon also wore a look of expectation. He hadn't been out ever since he entered Mount Kunlun.

He had no idea what the Primordial World looked like nowadays.

Yuan Heng let go of Duobao's hand and stroked her chin, pondering for a long time. Unable to come up with a destination, she decided to use the most primitive method.

Using Mount Kunlun as a landmark, she pointed in the four cardinal directions. “Eeny, meeny, miny, moe...”

“It's the west... Then let's head west!~”

Duobao and the Little Yellow Dragon: “...”

Be that as it may, Junior Aunt, you're being a bit too casual here.

Duobao blinked his eyes, a trace of hesitation flitting through them. “But Little Junior Aunt, the West is very desolate.”

What is there to even see over there?

The Little Yellow Dragon also nodded in confusion. The West didn't even have any beautiful scenery, let alone natural treasures, spiritual flowers, or spiritual herbs. It was incredibly remote.

If they went there, they would probably just end up eating dust.

Yuan Heng was taken aback for a moment. Then she smiled and reached out to pat Duobao's head, her voice incredibly gentle.

“The elegant beauty of the East is indeed wonderful, but the desert sunset in the West also has its own unique charm.”

“Often, the more barren the land, the more resilient the life it nurtures... Whether it's beautiful or not, we will only know once we get there. Come now, just follow your junior aunt.”

The West was probably the place her spiritual butterflies loved to visit most. It was the perfect opportunity to go and inspect it.

Duobao and the Little Yellow Dragon nodded somewhat half-understandingly. Their junior aunt surely had her own reasons, so they would just follow her obediently.

But wait, Little Junior Aunt seemed to be glowing. At that moment, she looked even more beautiful... The aura surrounding her felt indescribably profound.

“Okay... Little Junior Aunt, let's go, then.”

Duobao hid his amazement and joined the Little Yellow Dragon in agreeing to Yuan Heng’s suggestion.

Yuan Heng nodded with a smile as the White Lotus of World Cleansing spun around her. The two of them and the dragon rode a cloud, heading straight toward the West.

However... things didn't seem to go very smoothly.

Yuan Heng had to admit that when she was back on Mount Kunlun, she might have spoken a little too loudly.

Her merit was her own, and the Little Yellow Dragon's bad luck was his own.

Along the way, they encountered one robbery attempt, three instances of falling objects from the sky, and even fraudsters trying to stage accidents to extort them.

Although the robbers retreated the moment they saw the golden light of merit behind her and the Qingping Sword in Duobao's hand, which still counted as them doing a good deed...

And although the falling objects were aimed at the Little Yellow Dragon and were slapped away by her every single time...

And although the scammers fled on their own after seeing her cultivation at the peak of the Daluo realm...

She still fell into deep thought. Wait, was this thing really that bizarre?

Even her entire body of merit couldn't suppress it?

Yuan Heng stole a glance at the dejected Little Yellow Dragon. A small dark cloud floated above his head, drizzling light rain, matching his gloomy mood.

He was utterly miserable...

Poor child... But credit where credit's due, the dragon clan really was naturally gifted at controlling water.

Yuan Heng waved her hand to disperse the dark cloud above him, then gently tapped his head with her finger.

“There, there, don't be sad. Your junior aunt believes that your karma will soon find an opportunity to be cleansed.”

The Little Yellow Dragon looked up at her with teary, wide eyes filled with deep guilt.

Waaah... If it weren't for him, his junior aunt and Senior Brother Duobao definitely wouldn't have met with so many mishaps.

Yuan Heng noticed this and gently comforted him. “Actually, your junior aunt and Duobao should thank you.”

The Little Yellow Dragon: ???

Huh?

With a calm voice, Yuan Heng looked at the two little ones' puzzled eyes and spoke without a hint of shame.

“Since we came out to gain experience, we must naturally witness all walks of life. Are the setbacks we encountered along the way not a form of cultivation in themselves?”

Huh???

Duobao and the Little Yellow Dragon blinked. It seemed... that did make sense.

Glancing at the uncertain Little Yellow Dragon, Duobao was the first to agree. “Little Junior Aunt is right! That is exactly how we cultivators should be.”

“Don't blame yourself anymore. This is a good thing, Little Yellow Dragon. It's a way to temper and train our Dao Hearts!~”

The Little Yellow Dragon: ₍ᵔ•ᴗ•ᵔ₎

His entire dragon body cheered up instantly. His brow cleared, and he beamed with joy.

Yuan Heng and Duobao exchanged a glance. Whew, at least it wasn't raining anymore.

“Let's go down and take a look.”

The Western land below looked vast, barren, and dead. Yellow earth stretched for thousands of miles, punctuated by exposed ancient rocks... with only tiny specks of green scattered sparsely throughout.

The sunlight at the horizon was shrouded in a faint, dusty yellow. Winds and sand frequently swept across the wilderness, blowing past broken walls and ruined cliffs...

Desolate indeed... But then again, if she took photos here, they would probably look amazing in a wasteland-style shoot.

Yuan Heng's thoughts went off-track for a moment before she led the two little ones to land.

Yet, to her surprise, before long, she heard a familiar, clear male voice.

“Fellow daoist, please wait. Fellow daoist, you have a fate with our West...”

This fellow daoist was surrounded by pure aura, with a body of merit so thick it made one's mouth water... Truly possessed of profound fortunes, they must definitely have a grand fate with the West!

Yuan Heng: ???

Turning her head toward the voice, she saw that it was none other than her incredibly generous “little white flower” senior brother—Zhunti.

Yuan Heng blinked her eyes innocently and pointed at herself. “Huh?”

“Senior Brother, do I have a fate with the West too?”

Is it absolutely necessary?

Zhunti: !!!

Damn it, how is it my little junior sister? Waaaah, then she probably can't have a fate with the West.

Master, please don't blame me, don't blame me!

“Ah, so it's Junior Sister Yuan Heng.”

Zhunti took a few steps closer and bowed with cupped hands to greet Yuan Heng.

Yuan Heng returned the greeting. “Greetings, Senior Brother Zhunti.”

With a smile playing on his lips and eyes full of eagerness, Zhunti said, “Junior Sister Yuan Heng, it has indeed been a long time. Did you come to visit my senior brother and me?”

“Oh my, you've come from so far, yet my senior brother and I failed to welcome you properly.”

“It is my fault! Quick, come with me, Junior Sister. Our dao field is just ahead...”

Duobao & the Little Yellow Dragon: “...”

Huh?

Were they here to visit their two martial uncles?

Senior Brother Zhunti's actions were as swift as his rapid speech, giving no time for refusal.

Before Yuan Heng could even react, she and the two little ones were dragged along by him into the West's Mount Xumi.

This place was indeed much better than the other regions of the West.

The broken mountains gathered a thread of spiritual charm, and great vows ferried across ten thousand miles of yellow sand.

Yuan Heng silently observed, thinking to herself that her two senior brothers must have expended immense effort to establish such a decent dao field here.

Duobao and the Little Yellow Dragon quietly followed behind Yuan Heng, observing curiously. Judging by their junior aunt's addressing of him, this person must also be their martial uncle.