Chapter 102 "Little Ten, welcome home." The first step in making a game...

Longevity Hill, Wuzhuang Temple.

After sending away the troublesome Lingzhuzi, Kongxuan's Little Classroom welcomed another transfer student.

This transfer student is no ordinary student. He not only has feathers that can catch fire like a phoenix, but he can also fly into the sky and become a small sun.

Most importantly, this transfer student was personally sent over by Lord Yuan Yi.

This is the first time Lord Yuanyi has sent a bird here for class; even the eldest brother and the Great Roc brother don't receive this treatment!

"Hey, why did Lord Yuanyi send you here?" Ao Bing used his tail to attract the bird's attention. "Could it be that Lord Yuanyi has taken a liking to you?"

Normally, no matter how much attention these children from Wuzhuang Temple attracted from Lord Yuanyi, he treated them all equally, only showing favoritism towards Senior Brother Kong Xuan and Senior Brother Dapeng.

Even he only managed to speak with Lord Yuanyi after he shielded Lord Yuanyi from the attack of the Spirit Pearl.

But ever since he came to Wuzhuang Temple, this kid has been gloomy and elusive, only exchanging a few words with Senior Brother Dapeng, and ignoring everyone else.

But Lord Yuanyi would come to check on him every now and then, and thinking of this, Ao Bing's tone became a little sour.

"I really don't know what's so good about you that you can win Lord Yuanyi's favor. I also want to be accepted as a disciple by Lord Yuanyi. For this, I'll do a hundred of Senior Brother Kong Xuan's exercises, or even fifty." Ao Bing roared to the sky, looking at the golden crow in front of him with a critical eye.

As for Senior Brother Kong Xuan and Senior Brother Da Peng, well, those two are both exceptionally talented and hardworking, putting even a single disciple of Wuzhuang Temple under immense pressure.

But this kid is unremarkable, doesn't talk much, and hasn't shown anything outstanding in class. Why would he win Lord Yuan Yi's favor? Just because he's a bird? Can his feathers catch fire?

Their dragon scales were also shimmering and colorful, and they could even control clouds and rain to water and fertilize the Wuzhuang Temple. Ao Bing curled up unwillingly.

Xiao Shi simply lowered his head and did not answer.

If someone had spoken to him in this tone in the past, he would have called on his nine brothers to give the person a little lesson by cursing and swearing.

But now, apart from Dapeng, I don't know any of the other eleven people here, nor do I want to.

After all, he is now all alone in this world. However, he is the only one left in the Golden Crow clan. If he were to leave, who would remember the glory of the Heavenly Court and the brilliance of his father and brothers?

Xiao Shi picked up his pen and wrote the character "Lu" on the white paper in front of him, making the last stroke particularly heavy.

He already knew about the evil deeds Kunpeng had committed. But Kunpeng had already died in the war between the Lich King and the Demon King. Even the magic weapon he used to save his life was knocked away by his father. In the end, he was torn apart by the phantom of Pangu and the starry sky in the formation. Xiao Shi watched his last look of despair and unwillingness over and over again.

They were ruined by such a wicked thought, losing all their relatives and friends and destroying all their achievements. Even though they had avenged their great enemy, Xiao Shi couldn't smile at all.

The boiling emotions in his heart were about to transform into a toxic fire burning within his body, engulfing his internal organs and ultimately destroying Xiao Shi completely.

"This can't be done," Xiao Shi wrote the character "压" (yā, meaning "press") stroke by stroke on the paper.

After calming his mind, he looked up at the shimmering white dragon in front of him and inexplicably felt that the dragon in front of him must taste good.

However, Yuan Yi and Senior Brother Da Peng probably don't want to see him in such a wild and untamed state.

After all, he was living under someone else's roof, Xiao Shi defined himself that way. However, considering that this dragon really suited his appetite, he turned his head and replied with an "Oh".

Both Master Fuxi and Goddess Houtu entrusted themselves to Yuanyi, who then brought them to Wuzhuang Temple to attend classes with her eldest and second disciples.

He'll probably take me as his disciple soon. Little Ten's brush scribbled endlessly around the characters for "Lu Ya."

From then on, he had a new master, a new senior brother, and a new background. He could not mention that he was the tenth prince of the Heavenly Court when he went out in the future, but had to say that he was a disciple from the Wuzhuang Temple.

Then there's no need to mention my past name: "From now on, my name is Lu Ya."

Ao Bing asked a lot of questions, but in the end he only got this nonsensical reply, leaving him completely confused.

One can only wonder if this bird in front of me is a bit stupid, how come it can't even answer questions? Maybe I should advise Master Yiyuan not to take him as a disciple, and look at the other disciples of Wuzhuang Temple, he's quite good for them.

Unfortunately, Ao Bing may have his own thoughts, but Yuan Yi's will will not change because of the thoughts of these disciples.

Soon after, Lu Ya, who had a new name, was led by Dapeng to the ginseng fruit tree.

Looking at Yuan Yi, who had shrunk several years to become a young girl, and whose face still showed a trace of fatigue.

Lu Ya asked incredulously, "You don't want to take me as your disciple, you just want me to be a game beta tester?"

"I am the Golden Crow, the second sun in the world, exceptionally intelligent, with deep roots, and entrusted to you by two elders. And yet you only want me to be a game beta tester?"

Although Lu Ya didn't really feel like Yuan Yi would become his master in the future, he had come to realize that it was bound to happen after spending time together these past few days.

As it turned out, this almost destined future master called him over this year and frankly stated that he would only accept two disciples in his life: Kong Xuan and Da Peng.

The reason Lu Ya was summoned this time was simply to have him test a game that only he was best suited for.

He, a dignified Golden Crow, couldn't even become a nominal disciple; he could only be a tool for testing the game. This is utterly outrageous!

Little Golden Crow had long regarded Yuan Yi as a trustworthy person. Under the emotional turmoil of being "abandoned" this time, the look in its eyes showed a hint of the arrogance it had shown in the Heavenly Court.

Yuan Yi rubbed his temples: "I'm not suited to teaching disciples."

She herself is merely an incarnation of the earth's veins and has never seriously cultivated. Even Kong Xuan Dapeng was self-taught. Wouldn't it be misleading others to take on another disciple?

"Besides, I've also found you the most suitable mentor in the game. You'll see once you go and take a look." Yuan Yi said with a smile.

"Hmph!" The little golden crow awkwardly turned its head away, but its body honestly stood on Yuan Yi's shoulder.

If you can teach two outstanding birds like Senior Brother Kong Xuan and Senior Brother Dapeng, who would believe you if you said you couldn't teach birds?

They must have felt that he, a lone Golden Crow, was all alone and wanted to temper his character, testing him with so-called games before finally accepting him as a disciple. Lu Ya tried hard to recall the imperial strategies Bai Ze had taught them in Heaven.

Unfortunately, he used to skip classes with his friends, and he only remembered bits and pieces of what he heard. He probably doesn't even remember this passage completely.

However, sending Lu Ya to a mere game test is a waste of his talents; it must be the legendary trial.

They, the Golden Crows, are never afraid of any challenge.

He was determined to show Yuan Yi that even a little golden crow was far superior to ordinary little dragons, phoenixes, or unicorns; it was the most suitable bird in Wuzhuang Temple to be Yuan Yi's disciple.

As for Yuan Yi's other statement, Lu Ya spread his wings, dismissing it with disdain.

The most suitable teacher would definitely be Kong Xuan Dapeng, who is also a bird, and their master. He wants to see where else in the game is "most suitable"!

With this thought in mind, the little golden crow circled around Yuan Yi's head a few times before resolutely rushing into the game channel.

Yuan Yi then summoned two of his trusted disciples and leisurely activated the formation to watch the little golden crow's live stream.

They also sent a message reminding players: "[Beta tester Xiao Shi has entered the game. Please be prepared to receive him and respect the etiquette of game NPCs.]"

The other end sent a very long string of ellipses before finally replying reluctantly: "...Okay."

At this moment, the little golden crow, full of anger, had already barged into the game. In a vast forest, he spotted a small village in the distance.

So special, so unique, the goal of the game must be there.

He only needs to pass through this village to complete the game, and he can also go back to Yuan Yi to prove that having the only Golden Crow in the world come to test the game is simply a waste of his talent.

He will definitely land on top of Yuan Yi's head, grab Yuan Yi's hair with his claws, and then proudly announce this major discovery.

Thinking of this, Little Golden Crow felt most of his anger subside.

The little golden crow flew to the village at top speed, but before it could land, a handsome man with a dignified bearing and extraordinary presence appeared in front of the village. Even though he was dressed in coarse clothes, his imposing manner could not be concealed.

He stood with his hands behind his back at the door, his eyes fixed on the small golden crow, while he murmured, "Are you a traveler from afar? This is the peach tree, and I am the village chief here..."

Before the man could finish speaking, the little golden crow flew into his chest like a little bird returning to its nest: "Waaah, Father... I missed you so much."

Di Jun could clearly feel the fire burning his coarse cloth clothes and the wet touch of his tears on his chest.

He raised an eyebrow slightly, reaching out to pull Xiao Shi away from him. After all, Yuan Yi had only given him three sets of initial clothing; if they got damaged, he'd have to find a way to mend them.

"Pfft." A crisp laugh came from behind.

Xiao Shidun, who was still crying loudly, looked up and saw Xihe, who was so beautiful that she was beyond compare, over Dijun's head.

"Mother, waaaaaah!" The little golden crow decisively abandoned its father and ran into its mother's arms, but the tears just kept falling like raindrops from the sky.

"Hehehe, little ten, you're shameless, still crying at such a big age."

"There's nothing we can do. After all, he's just a younger brother, unlike us who are mature and steady."

Nine tiny, golden suns, like strings of golden beads, shone out, chattering and sparkling.

Now Xiao Shi could no longer cry. When he looked up again with tears in his eyes, not only were his father and mother by his side, but also his nine older brothers were gathered around him, pointing and whispering among themselves.

Further away, Xiao Shi also saw Uncle Donghuang and Minister Bai Ze...

Xiao Shi wanted to cry again, but seeing his nine brothers circling around him, looking like they wanted to make fun of him at any moment, he forced himself to hold back his tears.

So what if he hatched two breaths earlier than me? Why pretend to be mature and composed? He was just as mischievous as me before. No, he's not mischievous now. He's a good kid who studies hard at Wuzhuang Temple.

Xihe promptly elbowed Dijun, glancing at her husband with displeasure, her eyes conveying the message, "What are you pretending for at a time like this?"

Upon receiving his wife's dissatisfaction, Di Jun helplessly touched the tip of his nose. This was the beginner's tutorial that he had been forced to learn under threat from Yuan Yi. Now, seeing Xiao Shi, he couldn't help but feel itchy to do it.

Moreover, Yuan Yi had said to follow the NPC manual. Di Jun rolled up the sleeves of his hempen robe, intending to have a proper talk with Yuan Yi about this matter later.

Meanwhile, Xihe bent down and embraced the child she had been separated from for so long: "Little Shi, welcome home."

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Author's Note: Little Golden Crow should go home now. However, unlike the Underworld, this is a real game. Its only advantage is that it has a login point connected to the Underworld, so Donghuang Taiyi can take his little nephew to mooch some meat again. [Rabbit head with upright ears]