Chapter 57 The Fifty-Seventh Day of Making a Game: The Battle for Favor Among Disciples
No, this will really kill you. The roc was so frightened that all its feathers bristled.
I took some time out of my gaming break to watch a live stream that was generating a lot of discussion about the prehistoric era. I was already startled when I saw Kong Xuan's book, but now, when I saw the sentence "There is great terror between life and death" on the book's page, my heart almost stopped for a second.
Others may not know, but doesn't Dapeng, Kong Xuan's brother from the same mother, understand? This brother of his is capable of any heinous act in order to cultivate and urge others to improve.
It was already terrifying enough that they had kept this nest of Qilin and Phoenix in the Wuzhuang Temple, but now, I don't know what kind of stimulation they received in the game, and they have come up with a deadly method of educating people between life and death.
If it were any other cultivator, they might just talk the talk, but if it came to a life-or-death situation, they might still have a backup plan to save their disciple.
But judging from the ruthlessness with which Kong Xuan taught the Xingxing in the game, he truly left them no way out. If they still failed to grasp the Dao after the lesson, Dapeng had no doubt that Kong Xuan would watch helplessly as the Xingxing were torn to pieces by the ferocious beast.
This time it was a Xingxing, but what about next time? Dapeng thought of himself, who had always been used as a teaching experiment, and couldn't help but feel sad.
The Xingxing, whose minds are not yet fully developed when they first attend the lecture, can escape a calamity as long as they have just begun to understand the Dao. But if it were a Dapeng that had been taught by Kong Xuan since it was an eggshell, wouldn't it be constantly walking between life and death?
He might die at any time.
He just doesn't like studying and is too lazy to move, but he still values his life.
In order to escape his senior brother's devilish methods, Dapeng planned ahead and decided to find a way out for himself in advance.
Go and seek the master's protection.
The young children in Wuzhuang Temple loved their master the most, and Kong Xuan usually kept a low profile in front of his master.
He was, after all, one of the master's only two disciples. No matter how much the eldest brother pretended to be studying hard, he couldn't possibly pull off any tricks that could take his life in front of the master.
Without hesitation, Dapeng immediately quit the game, intending to pretend to be an innocent little bird in front of his master, hoping to get his master to keep him by his side and escape this calamity.
However, he didn't expect that someone had already taken this route before.
Yuan Yi rarely goes out. Instead of playing games in his cave, he usually takes a stroll under the ginseng fruit tree.
Seeing that his master's avatar in the game had not lit up, Dapeng went to wait under the ginseng fruit tree.
But the once bustling ginseng fruit tree was now deserted, with all the playful cubs gone, and the further one went in, the quieter it became.
Something was amiss, and Dapeng had a bad feeling. But he could definitely sense that his master was under the ginseng fruit tree, so he gritted his teeth and continued forward.
Then I saw my master tending to the flowers and plants under the ginseng fruit tree and a certain culprit who was chattering away.
Dapeng paused in its forward stride, its left foot, which had just stepped out, tilted 90 degrees to the left, turning a corner on the originally straight road.
He stood tall and straight, looking straight ahead, as if his feet and upper body were separate. Only his feet were walking back on their own.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned, and the culprit who caused all of this immediately targeted his own blood brother.
“Brother, brother, you’re here too. Master is planting ginseng fruit trees, so I’m keeping him company. I did a live stream a few days ago, and Little Ginseng said it was very well received. He even made a lot of slices for me. I’m sharing it with Master now, so come along too.”
As Dapeng watched Kong Xuan's beak open and close, his mind wandered off somewhere else entirely.
How could a bird utter such a long sentence in one breath, especially its own brother? It's obvious that it would be tired to say just two words.
Despite his reluctance, under the watchful eyes of his master and senior brother, Dapeng nodded habitually: "Okay."
"And Master's ginseng fruit tree has changed so much recently, you would never recognize it."
Yeah, I really can't recognize it.
Dapeng looked up at the tree he had first seen when he was born. The ginseng fruit tree was no longer the usual lush green; instead, it shone with golden light from top to bottom. Perhaps it was because Kong Xuan had spread his tail feathers under the tree that each leaf was framed with a red border.
This color immediately reminds one of the eldest disciple.
"Of course, this tree changed after I started my live stream. Now I've established a connection with this tree, and from now on I'm the closest person to Master besides my senior uncle!" Kong Xuan flaunted his tail feathers, which complemented the golden leaves on the tree.
They all knew that their master's true form was this ginseng tree, and now that Kong Xuan could actually connect with the ginseng tree, it was practically as if Kong Xuan and their master had become blood relatives.
For some reason, Dapeng, who had originally planned to lie down completely, suddenly felt a little unwilling. The little ginseng's words popped into his mind at an inopportune moment: "It's clearly a story about three people, but I don't even deserve to have a name."
Seeing that his young apprentice's expression remained unchanged, yet he exuded an aura of disappointment from head to toe, Yuan Yi, upholding the bond between master and apprentice, couldn't help but offer him words of comfort.
"Your senior brother and I just arrived not long ago. Kong Xuan said he wanted to show me some new and interesting things. He had been thinking about you, and now that you've come, our sect is all here."
These words sounded very nice, and although Dapeng knew they were just polite words, his master was still talking about him.
Who could resist their master's nagging? So Dapeng sat down next to his master in a daze, not even hearing what Kong Xuan was saying.
"Junior brother, junior brother, my sage said I'm the hottest person in the prehistoric world right now. This is a live stream clip he made for me, come and watch!"
Yuan Yi was somewhat dazed at this moment, because during the ten thousand years of listening to the Dao at Zixiao Palace, and with "Farm Battle" running well in all aspects, it had been a long time since he had seen this NPC that he had created for the first time.
I never expected to hear his name again from my own apprentice, who was only two months old.
However, it must be said that the little ginseng is indeed quite capable.
The heated discussion during the live stream felt familiar, and watching these high-quality clips showed just how skilled an expert is.
The most popular video is a video of Kong Xuan preaching. The creator thoughtfully cut out the content of Kong Xuan's lecture from the entire video, added soothing music and on-screen annotations, and a "Pure Version of Kong Xuan's Lectures" was born.
Because it is a holographic array, viewers can also choose to enter the illusion array and immerse themselves in the feeling of a disciple listening to the Dao.
Click on the comments section below, and you'll find a flood of comments like "I've met Master Kong Xuan" and "I've learned a lot and benefited greatly." Of course, there are also many more cultivators who were sent by their masters to consolidate their foundations.
[My master said I was ignorant and incompetent, so he sent me here to learn.]
[My master was scolded by my grandmaster, so he came back and scolded me too. Now my master and I are watching the video.]
[My master said that other people's disciples have already come to learn, and told me not to fall behind. I've already become an immortal, and now I'm reviewing the initiation content.]
[I've also become an immortal, but this is the first time I've heard what Master Kong Xuan said.]
Seeing the comments section chatting casually, Yuan Yi realized that other masters were urging their disciples to improve, so he looked at the two disciples beside him.
If one of them is the main lecturer, then we can only hope for the other one.
Facing his master's earnest gaze, Dapeng pursed his lips and lowered his head: "I know all of that."
The three- or four-year-old boy's face was expressionless, but his upper teeth pressed against his lower lip, revealing his resentment and grievance.
Yuan Yi couldn't bear to see his disciple looking so wronged, so he immediately hugged Da Peng tightly: "I've been watching all the time, Da Peng must know."
Having been treated like a child by Hongyun all day long, it's finally her turn to coax her apprentice. It has to be said that teasing a child is quite fun.
She reached out and ruffled Dapeng's hair again; it felt nice to the touch.
The peacock, however, was not having it. It stopped showing off its increasingly magnificent wings and transformed into a child, instead of letting go of Yuan Yi.
"Master, Master, I want to touch it too! You've never hugged me before. I want to get close to you too." Before Yuan Yi could react, he stretched his head out, making Yuan Yi both laugh and cry.
She felt her sleeve being tightened on the other side. Turning around, she saw Dapeng staring at her expressionlessly, his small hand almost tearing her sleeve to shreds.
These two little birds resembled human faces, except one had blond hair and red eyes, and the other had silver hair and golden eyes; it was obvious at a glance that they were brothers. Now, they were actually arguing over such a trivial matter, completely lacking the composure they displayed when lecturing.
Yuan Yi was both amused and exasperated by his two suddenly childish apprentices. Then he realized that the two little birds were only a few months old, and he hadn't spent much time with them because he was busy with the game's launch.
Today was a rare opportunity, so he decided to do as he pleased. While the two little birds were secretly competing, Yuan Yi wrapped his arms around them, one in each hand, and pulled Kong Xuan Dapeng into his embrace at the same time.
Yuan Yi controlled the force in her hands perfectly, bringing the two faces close together, and then mischievously rested her chin on the heads of the two little birds.
Her hair is so smooth; both of her apprentices take great care of it.
It was just tough on Dapeng.
Before he knew it, Kong Xuan's face was getting closer and closer to his, until they were practically touching.
Dapeng couldn't hide the panic in his eyes, yet he was reluctant to break free from his master's embrace, so he could only enjoy his first close encounter with his brother since hatching with a blank face.
Kong Xuan was quite happy, with his master and brothers by his side: "Little brother, little brother, how's the game going lately? Has your cultivation improved? Have your spells become any better? I've recently discovered a new teaching method..."
"Ahem." Yuan Yi coughed twice, intentionally interrupting Kong Xuan.
The look in someone's eyes when they want to kill them is impossible to hide. How come this little bird, who is usually so shrewd in teaching and cultivation, is completely unable to read people's expressions at this moment?
The more Kong Xuan spoke, the lower Da Peng's aura became. By the time he talked about teaching methods, Da Peng's murderous intent was barely concealed.
She didn't want to see her fellow disciples killing each other on such a fine day.
Although it is more likely that Dapeng suddenly attacked, Kong Xuan thought that his brother was playing with him or testing his skills, so they happily started fighting, and in the end, Dapeng was beaten to a pulp.
Hiss, thinking like that makes the little apprentice even more miserable.
As a teacher, one should care about the mental health of one's students and maintain the relationship between teachers and students.
Yuan Yi manually muted Kong Xuan's microphone again: "The scenery is beautiful today. Let's steal half a day of leisure and not talk about cultivation or study. Let's appreciate your heroic figure properly."
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The author says: Kong Xuan is a strict and stern teacher to outsiders, but to those close to him, he is a sunny, cheerful, and constantly chattering little peacock.
With blond hair, red eyes, and a touch of baby fat, his powerful presence during lectures makes people overlook his appearance. But in private, he's incredibly affectionate and certain that his brothers and mentor adore him! [Heart emoji]
Da Peng was so overwhelmed by the King of Rolls that he couldn't roll anymore, and he was too lazy to even make an expression. So people outside always thought that Da Peng was a cold and aloof god [doge]. But in fact, he was just really lazy. However, no one believed that he was lazy except for his master, because he was always forced to work hard by Kong Xuan and was forced to become the second King of Rolls after Kong Xuan [melted]. In fact, everyone praised him for being diligent, studious, strict with himself, and lenient with others.
However, because he was constantly oppressed by his senior brother, Da Peng had mastered the art of being a "green tea bitch" without any instruction. But Kong Xuan was straightforward and single-minded when facing his younger brother, and didn't understand Da Peng's meaning at all.
Poor Dapeng! [helpless]
Dapeng is a twin who bears a striking resemblance to Kong Xuan. He has silver hair and golden eyes, and his face is always expressionless, but he secretly makes small gestures with his master.
The thought of these two little birds, not even a year old yet, working as strict teachers outside and then immediately snuggling up to their master for affection when they get home is so adorable it melts my heart. [starry eyes][starry eyes]
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