Immortal Travel of Longevity

The little man walked through the Mortal World.

No larger than the palm of a hand, he wandered the Mortal World relying solely on the Master's memories. He was nothing but a tiny fragment of the Master's divine sense. Possessing only a sliver of memory, he merely followed the Master's instructions.

Next, he had to visit the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the Tongtian River to meet the highly revered Old Dragon King.

Yet when the little man reached the riverbank...

...he suddenly fell into a daze.

His gaze abruptly went blank.

He froze, staring vacantly at the scene before him.

"Where is this...?"

A sudden, sharp headache followed.

The little man shook his head. Unsure of what had just happened, he simply continued into the Tongtian River.

He paid no mind to the strange episode.

Upon the little man's sudden arrival...

The Turtle Prime Minister looked thoroughly astonished, his eyes brimming with suspicion.

This little man, not even the size of a palm...

Was truly sent by Mister Chen?

The little man looked back at the Turtle Prime Minister and blinked.

It had to be said, the little man looked rather docile. Yes, docile...

At the very least, the Turtle Prime Minister found it hard to associate him with Mister Qingshan.

Pushing his doubts aside, the Turtle Prime Minister led him into the Dragon Palace to meet the Old Dragon King.

The Old Dragon King, Ying Zheng, looked at the little man on the table and immediately burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha..."

Slapping the table, the Old Dragon King laughed at the little man. "How did you end up like this? Hahahaha!"

The little man remained silent. Watching the roaring Old Dragon King, he said, "The Master said you would definitely mock him, Dragon Lord. The Master told me to pass on a message: if the Dragon Lord laughs too loudly, the Master will mold a little man that looks exactly like the Dragon Lord."

Hearing this, the Old Dragon King scoffed arrogantly. "Am I afraid of him? Would this Lord be afraid of him? Let him mold one! Hmph!"

Looking rather helpless, the little man proceeded to explain the purpose of his visit.

"A minor matter, a minor matter. We can talk about that later. Come, come, my subordinates sent over some fine wine! Surnamed Chen has flaked on me for a long time now. If he won't come to drink it, then you can drink it! It's all the same anyway."

"Dragon Lord, it is not the same. The Master is the Master. I am merely a part of the Master's memories, a servant manifested from his Magical Power. It is not the same at all."

"I don't care!"

With that, the Old Dragon King began pouring wine down the little man's throat.

The little man was overwhelmed, entirely powerless to resist.

"Dragon Lord, I cannot drink any more," the little man protested. "I still have other places to go."

"Don't worry, don't worry! When the time comes, I'll take you there myself! Hahahaha..."

The Old Dragon King did not care in the slightest, forcefully pouring cup after cup.

He was likely harboring some pent-up resentment. Having finally caught him, there was no way he would let this go, even if it was just a little miniature figure.

After just a few mouthfuls of wine, the little man was already stumbling on unsteady feet.

Swaying heavily, he collapsed onto the ground.

"Drunk already?"

The Dragon Lord found it rather dull and waved his hand dismissively.

"Turtle Prime Minister, you drink with me!"

Standing off to the side, the Turtle Prime Minister froze. "Ah?"

He wasn't getting out of this, anyway.

.

.

By the time the little man woke up, his head was throbbing with dizziness.

He looked around, completely forgetting where he was.

"Where am I?"

"Who am I?"

It was as if the little man had forgotten everything.

He wandered aimlessly through the Dragon Palace.

Eventually, the Dragon Palace guards spotted him and brought him to see the Turtle Prime Minister.

However, after exchanging just a few words with him, the Turtle Prime Minister immediately realized something was terribly wrong.

This little man...

"You don't remember anything?!"

Horrified, the Turtle Prime Minister hurriedly dragged the little man off to find the Dragon Lord.

Looking at the little man's blank face, the Old Dragon King's heart sank.

"Oh no! Did I break Surnamed Chen's toy?!"

This was bad. This was very bad!

That fellow Chen would definitely come marching to the Dragon Palace to cause him trouble!

Back in the day, that guy had already plundered quite a few treasures from the Dragon Palace Treasury. He couldn't afford to let that happen again!

The Old Dragon King hurriedly inspected the little man.

But the moment his divine sense swept over him, he froze in sheer disbelief.

"Huh?"

The little man looked up, utterly confused. "Lord Dragon, what happened to me?"

The Dragon Lord retracted his hand. "No wonder. You little guy actually awakened your own sentience."

"Ah?" The little man had no idea what that meant.

The Dragon Lord waved his hand. "It was likely caused by drinking too much of that spirit wine, which catalyzed the awakening of your sentience. You probably showed signs of it beforehand anyway. If those few gulps of wine hadn't thoroughly intoxicated Surnamed Chen's divine sense, you probably wouldn't have awakened at all."

After the Dragon Lord's thorough explanation...

...the little man finally understood what had transpired.

He was finally his own person. Before this, he had merely been an empty vessel manipulated by Chen Changsheng's divine sense.

But now...

Chen Changsheng's divine sense was dead drunk!

And there was no telling how long it would stay that way.

The Dragon Lord chuckled. "All in all, this is your destined fortune. Knowing Surnamed Chen's temperament, he won't erase you when he finds out. Instead, he'll likely pay more attention to you, or perhaps even grant you your freedom."

The little man did not quite grasp the meaning behind the Dragon Lord's words.

"Then where should I go?" he asked.

The Dragon Lord stroked his chin in thought.

That was true.

Where should the little guy go?

He couldn't just let him stay here. Furthermore, according to what the little man had mumbled earlier, he had somewhere else he needed to be. Keeping him around would probably end up ruining things.

It had been an oversight not to ask the little man exactly where he was headed yesterday.

"Let me put it this way," the Dragon Lord said. "Although you've awakened your sentience, you still have an unfinished task from before. I'm not entirely sure what that task is, so you'll have to go find out for yourself..."

The Dragon Lord coughed, adding somewhat awkwardly, "Anyway, that's the gist of it."

The little man blinked. "I have to find out for myself?"

"Correct!"

"Then..."

"No 'thens' or 'buts'! Hurry along now, I'll send you out!"

In a fluster, the Dragon Lord swiftly sent the little man out of the Tongtian River.

Standing completely alone by the riverbank, the little man looked bewildered.

Aside from knowing how to speak, he knew absolutely nothing else.

He had no idea where he was, what he was supposed to do, or even what his own name was.

His only clue was the Dragon Lord's instruction to 'find out for himself.'

Yet he still had no idea what he was supposed to be looking for.

He stood in silence for a long time before finally picking a direction and walking forward.

He might as well just take things one step at a time.

...

Far away in the Desolate Sea, Chen Changsheng naturally sensed the abnormal fluctuations in the sliver of divine sense he had separated from himself.

Chen Changsheng let out a long sigh.

"That Old Dragon King!"

He smiled helplessly, yet simultaneously felt that this, too, was a form of destiny.

Thanks to the Dragon Lord's wine, the little man had fully awakened his sentience. Although he still lacked basic knowledge of the world, taking a walk through the Mortal World might present him with many fortuitous encounters.

Since that was the case, Chen Changsheng decided not to interfere any further. He simply allowed his separated divine sense to lie dormant within the little man's Sea of Consciousness.

At the same time...

...he was also quite curious to see where the little man would go, and what kind of story he would weave.

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