My Senior Brother's Caution Was Beyond Anything I'd Imagined

Primordial Wilderness.

In an unremarkable corner of the northwest of East Victory Divine Continent, near Central Divine Continent, there was a sect called Immortal Crossing Sect.

That day, a white cloud drifted slowly over from the East Sea.

Three figures stood atop it. In the middle was an elderly Daoist, who held a little boy's hand with his left hand and a little girl's with his right.

The white clouds drifted leisurely, and my heart drifted with them. With the breeze for company, what was there to worry about?

The old man sang out with gusto.

"Since the Primordial Chaos opened, the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity came and went; ten thousand yuanhui passed in the blink of an eye.

The Immortal Terrace and Ascension Pavilion are nowhere to be seen; only songs from the Ninth Heaven ring out.

Save others, save yourself, cross the Nether River; laugh at men and gods, dispel calamities and woes.

I ask you, why be so attached to the drum? The sages of old broke their bones and lost their fortune.

Li Yang, Ling'e, the two of you listen closely..."

Listening to his master's voice, Li Yang gazed at him with longing on his face, but inside, he was falling apart.

He was a transmigrator who'd been struck by great fortune. In his previous life, he'd been a devoted viewer of the anime Senior Brother, Senior Brother and a devoted fan of My Senior Brother Is Too Steady. He'd also been an avid reader of novels about the Primordial Wilderness.

So, while he could accept transmigrating, he found it hard to accept that he'd transmigrated into the Primordial Wilderness.

The Great Desolation World was far too dangerous, full of schemes and people who could restart the world with wind, water, and fire at the drop of a hat. It was a place of overwhelming violence, where people ran around swinging axes.

Even the Great Divine Powers weren't safe. What chance did a lowly human like him have?

Before his master took him in as a disciple, he'd thought he'd transmigrated into a world of cultivation.

Only after his master accepted him as a disciple did he realize that he'd actually transmigrated into a world of "cultivation" and "immortals" like this.

In an ordinary cultivation world, no matter how dangerous it was, most people simply died when they died. The worst outcome was having their souls scattered.

But in the Primordial Wilderness, dying didn't necessarily mean you were dead. Having your soul scattered was the best-case scenario.

And this world was also the Primordial Wilderness where Li Changshou, the founder of the cautious path, lived. That made it even more dangerous than other versions of the Primordial Wilderness.

A transmigrator who'd been living recklessly turned into a mentally ill Madman with a split personality, insisting on changing the world to fit his understanding of it and laying down some nonsense about how minor trends could be changed but major trends could not.

Then there was the cautious protagonist, who hid so well that even the author didn't know where his true form was. He'd played a game of wits with that Madman—and somehow won.

And that wasn't even counting all the schemers.

Seriously, how was anyone supposed to survive in this damn Primordial Wilderness??

Just then, Master Qi Yuan's voice rang in his ears.

"Li Yang, Ling'e, take a look at these immortal mountains. Aren't they blessed with nature's beauty and magnificent to behold?"

Li Yang snapped out of it and looked at the many immortal mountains ahead. Immortal Birds and spirit beasts played among them.

Pavilions stood among the trees, where countless figures sat cross-legged, breathing in and out.

Mountains and rivers were veiled in mist, while immortal light and rosy clouds shimmered.

What a magnificent sight.

Little Ling'e answered in a somewhat timid voice, but her words rang out like a young bird's first song, sweet and clear. "Mm, they're magnificent!"

Li Yang, meanwhile, kept it brief. "Awesome!!"

Qi Yuan's satisfied expression froze, and even the hand stroking his beard didn't seem to know what to do.

He helplessly waved his Dust Whisk, then thought for a moment and decided to show off a little.

"What you've said is true. After all, to occupy a spirit vein this close to Central Divine Continent, our sect must be extraordinarily powerful!"

Little Ling'e asked curiously, "Then, Master, why don't we go occupy a spirit vein in Central Divine Continent?"

Qi Yuan stumbled and nearly fell right off the cloud.

Why did he suddenly feel like he might have taken in the wrong disciples?

He gave an awkward laugh and explained, "There are too many powerful people in Central Divine Continent..."

He went on with something about peace and freedom, and the aura of an immortal sect. Li Yang almost couldn't keep a straight face.

Even though he knew the story, he still had to admire how his master could make cowardice sound so dignified while wearing such a serious expression.

If you couldn't win, you couldn't win. Knowing when to back down wasn't anything to be ashamed of.

After finishing his explanation, Qi Yuan turned to them. "Li Yang, Ling'e!"

The two hurriedly bowed. "Your disciples are here!"

"Both of you, remember this: our sect's lineage is called the Immortal Crossing Sect. Its founding patriarch is the renowned True Person Du'e of West Kunlun, whose name is listed on the List of Immortals and Gods. The Dao inheritance he passed down is the Way of One Qi.

"This is the foundation of your future. Don't forget it!"

The two nodded solemnly and bowed. "Mm, we will obey, Master!"

Qi Yuan then took out a Jade Talisman, activated the Mountain Protecting Array, and rode the cloud inside.

Nothing noteworthy happened along the way. Qi Yuan simply gave his two young disciples a patient explanation.

He told them that their Senior Disciple Brother was a talented person, but that something had gone wrong while he was practicing, and now he often babbled nonsense and liked to spout all sorts of heretical ideas.

He especially reminded them that they could ask their Senior Disciple Brother about cultivation, but he would personally teach them how to conduct themselves.

The three soon arrived at Lesser Qiong Peak.

Li Yang glanced over the mountain. Just as in the Original Novel, Lesser Qiong Peak really was an underdeveloped little hill.

Not only was it underdeveloped, it was also "poor."

Two thatched cottages and a few medicinal herb gardens.

It was poor to an almost absurd degree!

They rode the cloud down in front of a thatched cottage halfway up the mountain. Looking at his two young disciples as they gazed around in curiosity, Qi Yuan's face was full of kindness.

Sensing Li Changshou's aura inside the Thatched Cottage, Qi Yuan called out, "Changshou, hurry up and come out to meet your new Junior Brother and Junior Sister!"

Under the two young disciples' eager gazes, nobody emerged from the Thatched Cottage. The silence left Qi Yuan feeling rather awkward.

That eldest disciple of his really did have one flaw.

He was shy!

Afraid of meeting people!!

Most importantly, he always seemed to think someone was out to get him!!!

Qi Yuan made an excuse. "Your Senior Disciple Brother is rather shy and embarrassed to meet people. You two wait here for a moment. I'll go and drag him out."

As he spoke, Qi Yuan walked toward the Thatched Cottage. He flicked his Dust Whisk and reached out to push open the wooden doors.

In an instant, a strange medicinal fragrance wafted toward him.

Qi Yuan's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly backed away, cursing as he went.

"Damn, it's the Soft Immortal Powder Changshou concocted!"

The world spun around him. He swayed, then fell to the ground with a thump, leaving the two little ones staring in shock.

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

Li Yang knew exactly what was going on, but before he could answer, the world suddenly began spinning around him too.

Wait, he hadn't even gone into the Thatched Cottage. How had he been affected?

And the drug was this potent?

This Senior Brother was even more cautious than I'd imagined!

"Thump!"

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

Then a figure in black trousers shot up into the sky from the lake.

In his daze, Li Yang thought he heard the figure say:

"The aura checks out."

"No Gu poison."

"No curse."

"No demonic seed."

"No possession."

"Looks like this really is Master!"

"Huh? This little guy is still holding on!"

"Could the dose be too weak?"

"Looks like I'll have to increase both the amount and potency of this Soft Immortal Powder."

A chilly presence settled on Li Yang's head.

In an instant, Li Yang shut down completely.

Before he blacked out, he had only one thought.

"Damn, this old schemer is something else.

"I'll be even more cautious than him from now on."