Approaching the West Border, the Pursuers Arrive

On a spirit boat, Chen Youjia set down her calculating device, a trace of puzzlement faintly showing between her brows.

Strange. Truly too strange.

She herself had been one of the Myriad Dharma Sect disciples Su Junyu had first approached, and naturally one of the core developers of the Myriad Image Hexagram Script.

Unlike most developers, who had joined Su Junyu's project out of interest or other reasons, Chen Youjia had known from the very beginning that this was Wang Qi's handiwork. She had initially joined with the thought of "helping Wang Qi."

She knew more about the inside story than anyone else.

"Could it be that Senior Brother managed to persuade Senior Feng?" Chen Youjia began considering the possibility. "Senior Feng has always seemed to admire him, and privately, he calls Senior Feng 'teacher'..."

Only the Hand of the Common People, who wielded the immense power of the Myriad Immortal Mirror, could have updated several versions overnight, right?

But why specifically put on a "dharma robe" called "Mi"? And what did that "good community" mean?

At this moment, the eastern sky was turning the pale white of a fish's belly. Chen Youjia stood at the stern, feeling slightly dejected.

That Senior Brother of mine... he really didn't take me seriously at all, did he...

I wonder how he's doing in the Western Sea...

Mundane World Refining Heart... couldn't it mean he'd gone off to provoke other girls...

Watching the rising sun inch higher, her tangled thoughts gradually calmed.

No matter what, they would meet soon... What should she say as her first words when they met...

"You bastard. You actually cheated on me behind my back"?

Or should she slap him across the face?

Or perhaps... hug him...

Perhaps she had been too immersed in her own world. Chen