How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

Anxiety paused for a moment, then nodded and said frankly, "A world almost completely different from the cruel world of my hometown is now wide open, and it's hard not to be interested in exploring it."

"Explore? Invade!"

Hei Yang's expression was grave: "Our world has already labeled you as an illegal immigrant, what's there to say!"

"Is that so..."

Anxiety suddenly dawned on her: "No wonder there's this constant sense of rejection; it's a very xenophobic world..."

"Are you in cahoots with the accident?"

Hei Yang frowned: "It comes to spread accidents, and you come to create anxiety?"

"An unexpected turn of events? That madman is here too...?"

Anxiety showed a surprised expression, then she understood.

"Then it's no wonder you're hostile towards me..."

"Your name sounds hostile to me!"

Hei Yang's expression was complicated: "Although I know this reason is absurd, I just really hate your name. Accident and anxiety, are all names in your world in this format?"

"Not everyone deserves a name."

Anxiety shook her head and waved her hand: "If that's really what you think, I can change the name, like this, for example?"

Name: Responsibility (Anxiety)

Realm: Ninth level of Nascent Soul Realm

Identity: A cruel world...

Hei Yang: "?"

"Or this?"

Name: Motivation (Responsibility) (Anxiety)

Realm: Ninth level of Nascent Soul Realm

identity:……

Hei Yang: "???"

"If it really doesn't work..."

He frowned anxiously and said, "I have several other names..."

"Stop, stop, stop! Are you stacking up murder papers here? One disguise after another?"

Hei Yang rubbed his temples, looking speechless.

"Please state your purpose clearly, and then I will assess the situation."

"Your world has brushed against the edge of our world, the angle is perfect for cross-border travel..."

Anxiety frankly stated: "And then I came."

Hei Yang: "I'm asking about the purpose!"

"No purpose."

Anxious and confused, he asked, "Didn't I say I just wanted to come and take a look?"

"But you just mentioned my sister."

Hei Yang wasn't fooled: "You're avoiding the important issues, that old hag is really wicked!"

"..."

Anxiety paused for a moment, then said softly, "I merely stirred the seeds of anxiety that already existed within them, wanting to see how anxiety develops in different intelligent beings..."

"Finally admitting it!"

Hei Yang glared at him coldly: "Judging from your tone, it's not just Xiao Qiao who's been influenced by you, there are others too?"

"As of now..."

Anxiety held up a finger: "Activate 3,400 seeds, harvest 2,200 fruits..."

Honestly, she's not usually this easy to talk to, but the aura emanating from this person in front of her was making her a little uneasy...

"You still say you meant no harm!"

Hei Yang drew his sword immediately: "They've already harmed over three thousand people, and my little sister has starved to death!"

Anxiety: "Actually, it's not just that little girl, but also her parents..."

Hei Yang: "???"

"exile!"

"calm down!"

Anxiety caused her pupils to shrink sharply. Facing Hei Yang, who attacked without warning, she instantly felt the breath of death. Forgetting about the heartache, she frantically lowered herself, expending a large amount of anxiety to barely withstand the attack.

"click"

A cracking sound rang out, and the anxious old man had transformed into a woman in her thirties. Seeing that Hei Yang was about to continue his attack, she hurriedly tried to argue her way out of it.

"They already had the seeds of anxiety within them; I simply helped them confront their inner feelings a little. There's no danger..."

"Nonsense!"

Hei Yang's body flickered as if it had paused, and then his spiritual energy surged again.

"White horse! Banish it again!"

"Wait, I surrender!"

The anxious eyes of the teenage girl were wide open.

"You think you can just surrender like that? Instant kill!"

"I'll help relieve their anxiety!"

Three- or four-year-old infants looked terrified.

"Stop hitting him! Stop hitting him! He's going to get beaten to death! We'll be in big trouble!"

"Deserve it!"

Hei Yang held his sword in his hand, his face cold: "What do you take the people of our world for? Your potted plants?"

"Learn from their anxieties and then strengthen ourselves?"

"This...this is a win-win situation, isn't it..."

Anxiety muttered under her breath, "This way they can grow and mature..."

"Then I'll make you even younger!"

"Wrong, wrong!"

He stared anxiously at the longsword so close to his face, utterly terrified.

"Ha, it said it liked accidents, but it doesn't want to have an accident itself..."

Hei Yang raised an eyebrow: "Then I'd like to ask, when you make others anxious, have you ever thought about what your own mental state would be like when you're anxious?"

"I……"

Anxiety twitched at the corner of her mouth: "I understand anxiety perfectly well. No one understands anxiety better than me, so how could I be anxious..."

Hei Yang: "..."

"Na."

Hei Yang handed over the anxiety-generating device, his grip on the longsword still firm. He said calmly, "Try it?"

"what?"

Anxiety paused for a moment, then looked at the text on the manufacturing instrument.

[Anxiety Creation: Whether you're telling the truth or not is irrelevant; what matters is that if you say the wrong thing again, you'll be killed.]

anxiety:"……"

[Successfully manufactured!]

"..."

"..."

"My birthday is in March, and I will be sixteen in about two months."

Hong Qiao lowered her head, her two little feet dangling nervously under the table.

People say that sixteen is the blooming season of youth, and seventeen is the rainy season of youth.

Sixteen years old is an age where one possesses both the innocence and joy of childhood, and a yearning for freedom—a time of happiness as beautiful as a blooming flower…

But that description must be referring to Huihui, right? As for me, I feel like I'm becoming less and less happy as I get older...

In my imagination, my life script should be like this: I should work hard to cultivate myself, show my talent, be accepted as a disciple by the Five Elements Sect, achieve success in the sect's cultivation, and return to my hometown to repay my parents.

In between, there might be friendship and love to add color to life, just like you, Sister Hongli!