Chapter 811 - 430: The Crybaby Savior (Part 2)

Chapter 811: Chapter 430: The Crybaby Savior (Part 2)

"Not bad, not bad."

...

In the dream, daylight corresponds to night in reality.

At night, the girl’s dormitory at West University was even more lively than during the day.

Three girls huddled together; one was sobbing while the other two denounced the jerk who abandoned her.

"I knew from the start that guy was no good!"

"Last time we went out, he had the nerve to sneak a glance at me — that was when I lost interest!"

"Come on, Qianqian, don’t cry. You’re so beautiful, you’ll definitely find someone better."

"Losing someone who doesn’t love you — what’s there to be sad about?"

The girl named Qianqian continued to sob.

"Wuwuwu... You guys don’t understand... Losing love feels like... here..."

She pointed at her heart.

"Here..."

She pointed at her lungs.

"Here..." 𝑓𝑟ℯℴ𝓂

She pointed at her stomach.

"Wuwuwu... all aching, wuwuwu...

"He moved into my heart, so why did he have to move out? Was my heart not sweet or warm enough, wuwuwu..."

The fourth person in the dorm, curled up in the top bunk behind the curtains, was incredibly annoyed by the crying; her face showed disdain and frustration!

"Damn it, he’s not dismissing your heart’s feelings; he found a prettier girlfriend."

"He thinks you’re plain-looking!"

Huang Sitong curled up in the corner of her bed, daring not to speak out, only venting with a few silent curses!

Though this didn’t alleviate her internal agony at all!

"Ugh, I’m so fed up... She’s plain, I’m even plainer, with a long face and upturned eyes. I’m not a beauty, just an ordinary girl. Why must I save the world?"

The young girl in the same dorm kept crying dramatically because she got dumped by a young boy.

At this moment, Huang Sitong had already come and gone from the Ghost Gate in the wilderness!

She curled up in the corner of her bed, hugging her knees, full of grievances, tears flowing silently, biting her lips without making a sound.

In her mind, two Ancient Immortal Masters were comforting her.

"Maybe we sensed it wrong?

"Maybe there’s no murderous intent in that temple?

"Maybe there’s no danger of life and death?

"It’s hard to say.

"Tongtong, don’t be afraid; truly, there’s nothing wrong. You should rest well these days, adjust your mood, and get ready. Once the Treasure-Seeking Rat is repaired, we’ll go again."

Ancient Immortal’s words made Huang Sitong’s face even paler and her expression more stiff, as more tears fell like pearls.

Indeed, her frustrations were not only due to the temple’s crisis!

Even the Jasper Pool Holy Land’s secret Bronze Treasure-Seeking Rat was broken!

She took off the Treasure-Seeking Rat hanging from her neck; no matter how she willed it, the round sphere remained unresponsive, as if dead.

"Ah... why is everything against me, bullying me..."

Her mood was even more downcast, and more tears flowed.

In her mind, the Ancient Immortal continued to soothe her.

"Tongtong, don’t be in a hurry, don’t cry!

"This Treasure-Seeking Rat stores vast amounts of information, involving Immortal Artifacts, Talismans, Alchemy Dao, Arrays, and Divination paths — it’s inherently complex.

"The more intricate a thing is, the less room it has for unexpected mishaps, the more easily it breaks.

"This time, that Immortal Grass must have been an accident, causing the Treasure-Seeking Rat to break.

"Don’t rush or cry; it can be fixed!"

Huang Sitong held the Small Copper Ball in one hand and wiped her tears with the other.

"Master, you can take it back to the dream and fix it quickly."

The Ancient Immortal paused briefly, hesitated for a long time, organized his words, and then spoke again.

"Ah... There is actually a formula for the repair Spiritual Liquid... needing over three hundred kinds of Immortal Grass.

"We have the prescription and over thirty kinds of Immortal Grass; for the remaining three hundred kinds, perhaps you can figure something out..."

Huh?

Need over three hundred kinds; have thirty kinds, still need over three hundred more?

Huang Sitong’s lips curled as she buried her face in her knees, crying out "wuwuwu" once more.

...

Sigh...

Cold wind blew across the cluster of small and disordered buildings at the urban-rural interface.

Woof woof woof...

Loud barking filled the night sky, traveling far.

Inside an unkempt and messy hardware store, the door was tightly shut.

A single energy-saving lamp illuminated the gold bars laid out on the table!

"So this is Moon Flowing Gold?"

"Seems like the luster is slightly different, huh."

West Scroll, Xiaozhang, and Xiaoli sat around the table, all eyes on the Moon Flowing Gold.

To be honest, the three of them, who are like local dogs, are seeing Moon Flowing Gold for the first time.

As West Scroll was about to touch these gold bars, his phone screen lit up. Upon opening it, it was a message from the Dark World manager.

[Master, you’ve received the Moon Flowing Gold, right?]

[We have the best quality Moon Flowing Gold]

West Scroll looked at the desktop again, glanced at it... best quality? It’s his first time seeing this thing, and he really doesn’t quite know how to judge the quality.

But that didn’t affect the tone of his reply at all.

[Received, just checked the quality, it’s okay, usable]

After putting down the message, he grinned and quickly divided the three hundred gold bars into three piles, one pile tucked into Xiaozhang’s arms, one pile tucked into Xiaoli’s arms, and one pile into his own arms.

Xiaozhang and Xiaoli didn’t quite understand.

"Straight up divided?"

"Not leaving some to forge Immortal Artifacts?"

The Moon Flowing Gold in West Scroll’s arms today had already been swallowed by the white mist and sent into the dream of the Ancient Immortal Master.

He waved his hand.

"People who make real stuff can use this thing.

"We who make counterfeit goods don’t need to waste such high-end materials.

"Using some gold to bluff is already pretty decent."

As he was about to explain, he saw the phone screen light up again.

"Hmm?"

After opening it, it was still a message from the Dark World manager.

[Master, there’s a very daunting task, and I’m wondering if we can invite your team to take action?]

[Bone-Clinging Blade isn’t urgent, can be delayed!]

[I wonder if you have any involvement in fields like Earth Vein, Immortal Grass, or treasure-seeking?]

[Prince Snake Elephant tasked us with finding masters in these fields, but among those I know, the most capable seems to be you...]

Xiaozhang and Xiaoli were also looking, their expressions frozen, their eyes drifting.

Prince Snake Elephant?

"Oh my god, this... this won’t work, right?"

"Prince Disciple, that’s truly Sequence Six!"

"We can’t agree, right?"

In West Scroll’s mind, the Ancient Immortal with messy hair like a bird’s nest also noticed, saw the content on West Scroll’s phone screen.

Seeing the words "Prince Snake Elephant," this Ancient Immortal shivered, about to speak out to dissuade his disciple...

Then saw West Scroll give Xiaozhang and Xiaoli a White Eye.

"Look at your lack of ambition.

"The fattest sheep comes to your door, and you two say you’re afraid of being choked to death?"

Xiaozhang and Xiaoli were embarrassed.

West Scroll’s Ancient Immortal Master was also embarrassed.

If he were to continue dissuading his disciple, would it make him seem really unambitious?

This Ancient Immortal watched West Scroll respond to the Dark World manager’s message, his eyelids twitching wildly.

[Asked the Ancient Immortal Master]

[My Master said it’s coincidental]

[About Earth Vein, Immortal Grass, treasure-seeking... these are exactly his secret skills]

[Just right to take this opportunity to connect with Prince Snake Elephant, truly delightful!]

...

In the girls’ dormitory.

Three girls were still crying, chattering, denouncing the heartless man who abandoned his roommate.

In the upper bunk’s bed curtain, Huang Sitong hugged her laptop, full of indignation, already preparing to do something!

She opened the campus network and saw that her account was indeed unblocked.

"Hmph, I still want to post!

"I must make the West State Boss notice me!

"Otherwise, next time I go to the Great Wilderness Hill Buddhist Temple, I really will die, truly die there!"

This time she got smart, no longer posting mindlessly, but seriously editing, writing about what she saw and heard on her trip to the Great Wilderness Hill Buddhist Temple.

[...there is a gigantic fir tree over there, no idea how many years it’s been growing, it’s a towering tree, very picturesque...]

[...there are monks over there teaching tourists martial arts, helping tourists with their movements, and there’s also a hardcore competition room...]

After typing intensely, adding a few pictures she found online, she finished editing the post and clicked to publish!

She immediately went to privately message the forum administrator.

[Big guy! I wrote a premium travel guide, please highlight it, please pin it!]

This time she didn’t spam, opted for pinning, believing the West State Boss would see it!

The administrator replied in seconds.

[Did you post something inappropriate in your thread, just passed review, but got locked]

[I don’t have the authority to operate on it now]

Huh?

What does this mean?

Huang Sitong was just feeling frustrated when she saw a lit phone screen beside her.

The caller ID shows it’s officially certified by the carrier, the Immortal Committee’s Intelligence and Public Opinion Center.