The Senior Brother's Steadiness Exceeded My Imagination

The Great Desolation.

In an inconspicuous corner of the northwest East Victory Divine Continent, near the Central Divine Continent, lay a sect known as the Immortal Crossing Sect.

On this day, a white cloud drifted slowly from the edge of the East Sea.

Standing upon the cloud were three figures: in the center was an elderly Daoist, holding a young boy by his left hand and a young girl by his right.

The clouds drift leisurely, the heart drifts with them; with the clear breeze as company, why harbor any sorrow?

The old man sang out with great gusto.

"The primordial chaos opened, the Dragon and Phoenix tribulation passed; ten thousand eras and a thousand meetings flickered by in a snap of the fingers.

No Immortal Terrace is seen to ascend the pavilion, only the songs of the Nine Heavens and Nine Splendors are heard.

Crossing others, crossing oneself, crossing the nether river; laughing at mortals, laughing at gods, dispelling disasters and woes.

Ask yourself why you cling to the drum, for the sages broke their bones to let fortune fall.

Li Yang, Ling'e, you two must listen well..."

As Li Yang listened to his Master's voice, though his face showed yearning, his heart was actually collapsing.

He was a transmigrator brought here by great fortune. In his previous life, he had been a loyal viewer of the anime Senior Brother, Ah Senior Brother, a die-hard fan of My Senior Brother is Too Steady, and a devoted reader of Great Desolation genre novels.

Therefore, while he could accept transmigration, he found it hard to accept being transmigrated into the Great Desolation.

The Great Desolation World was too dangerous, filled with schemes and a super-violence where the elements of earth, wind, water, and fire were constantly being reset by those wielding axes at the slightest provocation.

Even the safety of those with great divine abilities was not guaranteed, let alone his own as a mere human.

Before he was taken in as a disciple by his Master, he had only thought he had transmigrated into a cultivation world.

Only after becoming a disciple did he realize that he had transmigrated into this kind of 'cultivation' world.

In a normal cultivation world, no matter how dangerous it was, death was usually just death; having one's soul scattered was the worst-case scenario.

But in the Great Desolation World, if you died, it didn't necessarily mean you were dead; having your soul scattered was actually the best-case scenario.

Not to mention that this world was the Great Desolation where Li Changshou, the founder of the 'Gou' (cautious) path, resided—which was even more dangerous than other versions of the Great Desolation.

One transmigrator predecessor, who had lived a life of reckless abandon, had turned into a schizophrenic madman, insisting on forcing this world to change according to his own cognition, establishing rules about what minor trends could be altered and what major trends could not.

The other was a protagonist who was so steady that even the author didn't know where his true body was; he had played a game of chess against this madman and, damn it, he had actually won.

And that wasn't even counting the other conspirators.

You tell me, how is one supposed to play in this broken Great Desolation??

Just then, the voice of his Master, Qi Yuan, rang in his ears.

"Li Yang, Ling'e, look at these immortal mountains. Are they not filled with divine beauty and quite imposing?"

Li Yang snapped out of his thoughts and looked at the numerous immortal mountains ahead, where immortal birds and spirit beasts frolicked.

Pavilions stood among the forests, and countless figures sat cross-legged, practicing breath regulation.

Mountains, rivers, and clouds were shrouded in immortal light and rosy mist.

What a magnificent scene of an immortal mountain.

Little Ling'e's voice carried a hint of shyness, yet it was as melodious as the first cry of a fledgling bird: "Yes, it is very imposing!"

As for Li Yang, he was concise and to the point: "Badass!!"

Qi Yuan's satisfied expression faltered, and even his hand, which had been stroking his beard, didn't know where to rest.

Helplessly flicking his horsetail whisk, he thought for a moment and decided to show off a bit more.

"What you say is the truth. After all, to be able to occupy a spiritual vein near the Central Divine Continent, the strength of our sect is far from ordinary!"

Consequently, little Ling'e asked curiously: "Then Master, why don't we go to the Central Divine Continent to occupy a spiritual vein?"

Qi Yuan stumbled, nearly falling off the cloud.

How did he get the feeling that he might have picked the wrong two disciples?

He gave a dry laugh and explained: "There are too many powerful people in the Central Divine Continent..."

Then followed talk of tranquility, freedom, and the aura of the immortal family, which almost made Li Yang lose his composure.

Even though he knew the plot, seeing his serious-looking Master explain cowardice in such a fresh and refined way was truly impressive.

If you can't beat them, you can't beat them; being cautious isn't something to be ashamed of.

After Qi Yuan finished his justification, he turned to the two of them: "Li Yang, Ling'e!"

The two quickly bowed: "Disciple is here!"

"You two must remember, our lineage is called the [Immortal Crossing Sect]. Our founding Patriarch is the famous True Person Du'e of West Kunlun, currently on the List of Immortals and Gods, and the lineage he passed down is the True Way of One Qi.

This is your foundation for the future; do not forget it!"

The two nodded earnestly and bowed: "Yes, we will strictly follow Master's orders!"

Qi Yuan then took out a jade talisman, opened the Mountain Protecting Array, and steered the cloud inside.

The journey was uneventful, filled only with Qi Yuan's patient instructions to his two young disciples.

They said their Senior Disciple Brother was a talent, but also that he had gone astray during cultivation, spending his days spouting nonsense and favoring heretical theories.

He had specifically instructed the two of them that while they could consult their Senior Disciple Brother regarding cultivation, he would personally oversee their guidance in matters of conduct and worldly affairs.

The three of them soon arrived at Lesser Qiong Peak.

Li Yang cast his gaze over it, and Lesser Qiong Peak was indeed just as it had been in the original work: a "stunted" little hill.

Not only was it stunted, but it was also quite "poor."

Two thatched cottages and a few herb gardens.

It was poor to the point of perfection!

Landing on a cloud in front of the thatched cottage halfway up the mountain, Qi Yuan looked at his two little disciples, who were looking around with eyes full of curiosity, his face filled with kindness.

Sensing Li Changshou's aura inside the cottage, Qi Yuan called out loudly, "Changshou, why don't you come out and meet your new Junior Brother and Junior Sister?"

Under the expectant gazes of the two little disciples, no one walked out of the cottage; it remained deathly quiet, which left Qi Yuan feeling quite embarrassed.

This eldest disciple of his had just this one flaw.

He was shy!

He was afraid of meeting people!!

Most importantly, he always felt like someone was out to get him!!!

Qi Yuan tried to explain, "Your Senior Disciple Brother is thin-skinned and shy about meeting people, so you two stay here and don't wander off. Just watch as your Master drags him out."

As he spoke, Qi Yuan walked toward the cottage, flicked his horsetail whisk, and pushed open the two wooden doors.

In an instant, a strange medicinal fragrance rushed toward his face.

Qi Yuan's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly retreated while cursing loudly.

"Oh no, it's the Soft Immortal Powder that Changshou concocted!"

Immediately after, he felt the world spinning, and he swayed before collapsing to the ground with a thud, leaving the two little ones dumbfounded.

Little Ling'e timidly tugged at Li Yang's sleeve, "Senior Brother, what happened to Master?"

Li Yang certainly knew what was going on, but before he could speak, he suddenly felt the world spinning as well.

Wait, he hadn't even entered the cottage; how did he get hit too?

And the potency of the drug was so strong.

This Senior Brother was even more cautious than I had imagined!

Thump!

Li Yang and little Ling'e followed in their Master's footsteps.

Then, a figure wearing black trousers soared into the sky from the lake.

Vaguely, Li Yang seemed to hear:

"Aura is correct."

"Not poisoned by Gu."

"Not cursed."

"Not possessed by a demon."

"Not a soul-snatching attempt."

"It seems this is the real Master!"

"Eh? This little guy is actually still holding on!"

"Could the dosage be insufficient?"

"It seems I need to increase the dosage and potency of this Soft Immortal Powder."

A cold sensation landed on the top of Li Yang's head.

In an instant, Li Yang completely shut down.

Before losing consciousness, Li Yang had only one thought.

Damn it, this peerless old schemer.

From now on, I will definitely be even more cautious than him.