Before dying, Qian Yuan was chosen by a system to攻略 (strategy/guide) others to gain emotional value. However, tormented by illness, he didn't want to get involved and just wanted to slack o...
Anyone with common sense knows that the five elements are mutually generating and mutually restraining, and water and fire cannot be cultivated together. For these words to come from the mouth of the Immortal Venerable, the sect leader could only suspect that the Immortal Venerable had gone mad.
The immortal remained silent, simply allowing the children to perform.
The exhausted cub perfunctorily stomped its feet on the water's edge twice, then opened its mouth, maintaining a posture as if about to breathe fire.
Under the expectant gazes of the two parents, the cub held back for half an incense stick's time before finally spitting out a few sparks.
Compared to burning oneself to attack others last time, this fire-breathing method is safer, but it also requires a greater mastery of magic.
But even a tiny spark was enough for the sect leader to elevate him to the heavens.
"Wow, this is truly remarkable."
The sect leader's beard bristled. Compared to Qinglong's gratified expression, the sect leader went even further, praising the cub to the skies, making the cub believe it was a true genius.
"Is that little one going to cultivate with us? That's great! No problem!"
The cub, seemingly ready to die, stretched out its wings and was picked up by the sect leader.
He'll encounter Master Ning if he goes to his father's place, and he'll have to cultivate here with his father. In short, he's caught between a rock and a hard place, and no matter how hard he struggles, he can't escape.
Maybe the two dads will start comparing what they taught their toddlers that day, and who taught them more...
That was a scene straight out of hell.
The boy shivered, thinking that if he only focused on cultivation for now, it would be pretty good.
At least the parents here use an encouragement system, unlike Master Ning, who always has a "Heaven is going to destroy my Great Yu" expression.
The training and registration process for the cub went very smoothly. Although the cub's chubby body couldn't fit into the disciple's robes, the disciples made him a super-small one for the sake of collective honor. Combined with the little chubby cub's own furry long johns and paws, he looked quite impressive.
"Oh...so cute...I'll make him lots of clothes!!!"
The disciples all displayed unprecedented enthusiasm.
In this lively atmosphere, the cubs were less nervous.
After all, Qiu had seen many times that everyone fawned over him, so he actually felt a little more relaxed.
It's already very good that they didn't make him memorize lessons and do arithmetic right from the start!
Moreover, he is a divine beast after all, so he must set a good example for these disciples!
The little chubby bird's serious expression melted the hearts of all the disciples, and he even took out the bag he had brought to school with such a solemn air.
Inside was a small meditation cushion that Qinglong had sewn for him, a very small and short pen that he had whittled from a twig, and even a small notebook with the following written on it:
Mythical Beast Special Office:
Little chubby bird.
Cultivation classes are held in small groups.
Parents' contact information: Azure Dragon in the Dragon Pool behind Tianyan Sect (attached is a large claw print of an Azure Dragon).
"What kind of organization is this Divine Beast Special Office?"
One of the disciples asked curiously.
Little Chubby explained earnestly, "The Special Office is a newly established organization, but it has a history of thousands of years! Because one of its members is thousands of years old! And the other member is the head of the Special Office!"
What is a section chief?
The chubby little bird chirped confidently, "Director is a position, just like master and grandmaster. My seniority is higher than yours, so naturally I am the director!"
Although the disciples were still somewhat confused, even Director Little Fatty had to cultivate with them.
Because the cub was too short, the sect leader placed his seat in the front row and even set up a small table for him to sit on, so that he would be a little more noticeable. Otherwise, with all those dark heads looking at him, the cub's position would be completely unnoticeable.
The cub sat so close to the front and even sat on the table to study, making it look particularly unique. When other sects came to exchange and learn, they couldn't help but take a lot of glances at the cub.
As a result, the cub ignored everyone else's gaze, sat very upright on the cushion, and closed its eyes to circulate its spiritual energy.
The sect leader was very pleased to see this and clapped his hands in praise: "You should learn from your grandmaster, you know?! Your grandmaster was such a small bird, look how hard he worked!"
Then a gust of wind blew by, and the cub just fell straight down, its eyes still closed, its head buried in the table:
zzz……
Sect Leader: ...
Everyone: ...
The sect leader immediately said, somewhat embarrassed but still politely, "Oh dear, look at your grandmaster, he sleeps so still, like a mountain..."
Just as everyone's eyes were on the little chubby bird, the memory bead on the little chubby bird's clothes lit up.
The figure of the Azure Dragon Immortal Venerable appeared in mid-air.
The baby rubbed its eyes sleepily and cried out, "Daddy!"
He called out sweetly, only then realizing that he was still inside the Tianyan Sect.
So the little one immediately said seriously, "This is the Special Office for Mythical Beasts, headed by Little Fatty Bird."
The Azure Dragon's figure swayed twice, seemingly still wondering why the cub's pretend play hadn't expired yet, but he didn't think much of it and simply held out his palm for the cub to see:
"Your baby's study accompaniment has been sewn up for you."
In the palm of the Azure Dragon was a small dragon that was sewn crookedly.
This was one of the little toys the cub begged for from its father when it was reluctant to go to cultivate.
The baby initially didn't want to be separated from his father and wanted his father to accompany him to school.
Qinglong didn't mind, but his disciples did. With a dignified immortal sitting next to them, even the cultivators didn't know how to give a lecture.
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