Who knew how long they had been flying after that?
Yuan Heng had finally restored her ethereal, divine posture. Sitting atop Lotus with her chin resting on her hand, she stared somewhat boredly at the blue sky and white clouds zipping past.
Ah... the Primordial World is truly huge.
So boring.
“Lotus, how much longer are we going to fly?”
No wonder the Dao Ancestor announced his lecture three thousand years in advance. Just traveling there took this long.
The White Lotus of World Cleansing put all its strength into flying as it replied to Yuan Heng, “Master, almost there! We're about to reach the edge of the Primordial World.”
“How almost—”
However, before Yuan Heng could finish her sentence, she suddenly felt everything around her change.
Whoa... It really was fast! Lotus, you truly never disappoint.
The moment they left the Primordial World, just as a feeling stirred in Yuan Heng's heart, dense surges of murky gray chaotic astral wind rushed toward them from all directions.
Here, time and space were completely warped. There was no sun, no moon, and no direction—only a vast, empty void in every realm above and below.
Yuan Heng almost felt as if she and Lotus no longer existed.
At that exact moment, the White Lotus of World Cleansing blazed with brilliant light, casting layer upon layer of lustrous white barriers that firmly enclosed Yuan Heng, blocking every danger outside.
“Don't be scared, Master! Lotus will protect you!”
Listening to Lotus's soothing, child-pampering tone, Yuan Heng felt a complex wave of emotion. Could she just call Lotus “Mom”?
Ahem... Never mind, never mind. She was acting terribly unseemly for her age.
Come to think of it, the last time she came to Chaos, she had probably benefited from Great God Pangu's presence and avoided the chaotic storm... Only now, out here on her own, did she realize just how harsh the storm outside truly was.
Yuan Heng had already lost count of how many meteorites had hurtled toward them, though Lotus had luckily dodged most of them.
Seeing that they still had an unknown distance left to fly, Yuan Heng thought for a moment and decided to pull out her Scepter of All-Spirits Creation to “play some baseball.”
No sooner said than done. Yuan Heng grabbed her weapon, swatting away giant rocks one after another. Occasionally, an ugly, pitch-black creature spewing dark qi would pop out; having no idea what it was, she simply swatted it away as well.
Yuan Heng skillfully sent a super-hard meteorite flying into the distance. Just as she was marveling at how her aim was getting better and better, a sharp, miserable scream suddenly echoed from the direction where the meteorite had flown.
“Ahhh—”
Huh??
How on earth could she hit someone in a godforsaken place like this??
Screaming internally like a rubber chicken, Yuan Heng urged Lotus toward the scene of the accident.
At the crash site, a person was passed out cold atop his travel treasure. He had feminine, delicate features and a deathly pale face, looking as though he had passed away a while ago.
Yuan Heng: ???
No way... Could a Daluo Golden Immortal capable of entering the Sea of Chaos really be this fragile?
Don't die, ahhhhh!
At this moment, Yuan Heng prayed with all her heart that this fellow Daoist—who seemed to lack a bit of good fortune—would hold on tight.
She reached out to test his breathing. Finding that he was still alive, she let out a small sigh of relief.
Yuan Heng tried pressing his philtrum and funneling spiritual energy into him. After fussing over him for a good while, the man showed not the slightest reaction.
What to do, what to do...
Just as Yuan Heng was pacing frantically atop Lotus, a clear, crisp male voice caught her attention.
“Eldest Brother, Second Brother, look! Someone is here.”
Yuan Heng whipped her head around and saw the speaker: a young man dressed in black robes, with deep-set eyes, a cool and handsome face, and a sharp, piercing sword intent lingering around him.
Two people stood beside him.
One wore white robes, possessing a serene yet detached expression with crane-white hair and a youthful face. The other had a gilded mask covering his eyes and wore a gold magic robe, radiating an aura of mystery and majesty.
Woah~
A-Alright, Yuan Heng, stop admiring their good looks! It wasn't easy for anyone to show up here—hurry and ask for help saving this person!
Yuan Heng gave herself a mental flick on the forehead, then maneuvered Lotus to a spot that was neither too close nor too far, striking a perfectly measured distance.
Bowing slightly, she offered a greeting: “Greetings, three Daoist brothers.”
Among the innate beings of the Primordial World, her transformation had occurred relatively late. If the Three Pure Ones had been any faster, their disciples might very well have been older than her.
So calling them this came quite naturally to her!
“Mm.”
The three nodded in silence without saying anything further, sizing her up as well.
Yuan Heng's aura was pure and crisp, with the rhythm of the Life Dao radiating openly around her. A faint golden halo of merit shimmered behind her head, and she stood atop the White Lotus of World Cleansing... Most noticeable of all, she looked quite young.
This easily reminded them of the being whose grand transformation had created such a massive stir not long ago.
Yuan Heng had no idea she was still so "famous" after all this time. Seeing that the three bore no hostility and were separated from her by a yellowish barrier, she proceeded to state her purpose.
Since this was her first time talking to living beings from outside Fangzhang Island—especially three who looked very pretty... er, no, very extraordinary—
Yuan Heng unconsciously rubbed her fingers together. Looking at them, her tone was somewhat constrained as she spoke her mind directly: “I wonder if you three Daoist brothers happen to have any healing pills on you?”
“Could you trade some to me...?”
The black-robed youth looked at her with keen interest, the white-robed Daoist's expression remained unchanged, and as for the third one... wearing a mask, she couldn't tell.
Seeing the three stay silent, Yuan Heng's voice grew quieter and quieter. “Of course... if you don't have any, then never mind.”
Ahhhh, why are they just staring without saying a word? Is it because she only has flowers under her feet?
Yuan Heng stole a secretive glance at the three, cringing so hard her toes were about to dig out the entire Fangzhang Island.
Suddenly, she heard the white-robed man speak: “Very well.”
As soon as he spoke, he manifested a white porcelain bottle and used spiritual energy to send it over to Yuan Heng.
“Thank you, fellow Daoist.”
Yuan Heng hurriedly caught it, then casually pulled a bright yellow spirit fruit from her sleeve and sent it back with spiritual energy.
“Consider this our exchange. I won't delay your journey any further, fellow Daoists.”
After saying this, Yuan Heng bowed on her own initiative and rushed off anxiously to save the guy.
Ahhhh, fellow Daoist, don't die yet! Let her attempt emergency CPR first!
She completely failed to notice the utterly complicated looks on the faces of the three as they stared at the Huangzhong Plum before them after her departure.
Three Pure Ones: “...”
Wow, what lavish generosity—trading a fruit from a top-grade innate spiritual root for a bottle of basic healing pills.
Are they... extraordinarily wealthy?
Looking at the richly fragrant fruit overflowing with Dao rhythm before them, Tongtian bared his teeth in a grin and teased, “Yo, Eldest Brother, your pills have sure gotten much more valuable relative to spiritual materials~”
Eating a single Huangzhong Plum could directly boost one straight to the Daluo realm!
Taiqing: “...”
He glanced at Tongtian, raised a hand to rub his temple in helplessness, and then put the fruit away.
Ah well. If they met again next time, they would address the karmic tie then.
The Three Pure Ones set off once more. Along the way, Tongtian continued chattering away, “Eldest Brother, Second Brother, let us hurry up! Maybe once we reach Purple Heaven Palace, we'll run into that rather ‘extravagant’ little fellow Daoist again.”
“Third Brother, settle down. Watch out ahead—”
...
Yuan Heng returned to the side of the unconscious fellow Daoist and fed him the freshly traded pill. Before long, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and a painful groan slipped from his throat: “Sss...”
That sounded painful.
“Phew—fellow Daoist, you're finally awake! Are you alright??”
Seeing him wake up, Yuan Heng let out a sigh of relief and consciously backed away, standing in a spot that gave her a greater sense of security.
Standing atop Lotus, she craned her neck from afar to look at him. “Fellow Daoist, are you okay?”
The gloomy youth, Randeng: “...”
Do you really have to talk to me from so far away?
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