Chapter 79 Dapeng's SOS Signal: The Seventy-Ninth Day of the Game
The person who arrived was none other than Kong Xuan, who was radiant with gold and had a peacock tail feather stuck in his hair. He was also holding an exquisite jade slip in his hand, just like Yuan Yi.
"Junior brother, have you handed in your game assignment?" Kong Xuan turned his head, looking puzzled. However, in the game's filter, black energy emanated from Kong Xuan, making even a simple puzzled expression appear extremely gloomy.
"Have you handed in your homework?"
"Have you handed it in?" Although Kong Xuan didn't speak, his voice kept echoing both inside and outside the game.
The roc, which had been drowsy, now showed a look of terror. The game prompted the player that they needed to control the roc to complete the task or take the opportunity to escape.
Yuan Yi frowned. Something was wrong with the game's direction. She had advanced the game's ending by observing the formations and discovered that this game, which consisted of only eighteen formations, actually had twenty endings.
But none of the endings allowed Dapeng to sleep peacefully. The best ending was that Dapeng couldn't finish the increasing amount of homework, couldn't stand it anymore, and fought with Kong Xuan, only to be beaten unconscious by Kong Xuan.
This is not a game. Yuan Yi made that judgment in his heart.
Fuxi, who had been watching from the sidelines, now wore a complicated expression: "I never expected that your disciple would be so proficient in divination." But it was truly unexpected that he would use divination to predict the future in such a way.
Yuan Yi abruptly disconnected the game. This wasn't a game; it was Da Peng's distress signal. She finally realized where Kong Xuan's unsubmitted homework was—it was in Da Peng's game.
Yuan Yi's expression was grave. He said, "My disciple has probably gotten into trouble. I'll go take a look."
He then pulled his elder brother and headed towards the Wuzhuang Temple where the lessons were being taught.
As expected, the small classroom at Wuzhuang Temple, which was originally taught by Kong Xuan and tutored by Da Peng, was now in complete chaos.
The dragon attacked the phoenix, and the phoenix pecked at the qilin. The little nine-tailed creatures beside them wrapped themselves up tightly with their tails, afraid of being caught in the crossfire. For a moment, the people who had arrived here had nowhere to stand, and Yuanshi even subconsciously took a step back.
"Quiet." As soon as Yuan Yi spoke, the little bundles of joy who had been fighting all stopped and started chattering all at once.
"Lord Yuanyi, Senior Brother Dapeng has fallen into demonic possession and attacked Senior Brother!"
"No way, it was clearly Senior Brother who knocked Senior Brother Dapeng unconscious because he didn't hand in his homework on time."
"Why has the eldest brother disappeared?"
"Of course we're going to find Lord Yuanyi. Oh, didn't Senior Brother Yuanyi come with you?"
The little ones each had their own version of events, and after a long time, they could only come up with two theories: Kong Xuan was missing and Da Peng was in a coma. As for why they didn't go looking for Yuan Yi after their two senior brothers' accident but instead started fighting, they themselves couldn't explain it. They just started fighting as they were talking.
She knew something was amiss. But Yuan Yi couldn't wait any longer. She helped Da Peng up from the ground and saw that his breathing was steady; he wasn't unconscious, but rather seemed to be asleep. However, his two eyeballs were constantly twitching, and besides, Da Peng's sleep was anything but peaceful.
Upon contact, Yuan Yi immediately realized that it was the inner demon that had previously plagued Da Peng at work again. She gritted her teeth inwardly, knowing that the guy was still restless. These past few days, while she was busy with the Dragon and Phoenix Calamity in the game, he had secretly sabotaged her disciple again.
Yuan Yi gathered spiritual energy in his hands, and the life force continuously surged from the main body of Wuzhuang Temple. He used the life force to continuously dissolve the demonic energy on Dapeng's hands, as well as the tribulation energy that guy had brought from who-knows-where.
Her two disciples have never left the house since birth, at most causing some minor troubles in the game. Their relationship with the Phoenix Clan was completely severed under the witness of the Heavenly Dao, so how could they be tainted by the aura of calamity?
What mischief did Demon Ancestor Rahu get up to when she wasn't looking?
Yuan Yi's spirits plummeted. She had invited all her friends to Wuzhuang Temple in hopes of avoiding the omens of the impending calamity outside. However, her own disciple was inside Wuzhuang Temple, and someone took advantage of the situation, forcibly tainting him with the aura of the calamity.
Yuan Yi was anxious, but she knew that the most important thing now was to wake Da Peng and Kong Xuan from the game. As for the karma that had suddenly appeared on her, she would return it to its source and repay the culprits one by one.
Zhen Yuanzi and the others were not as skilled as Yuan Yi in the operation of the life force, and could only watch helplessly as Yuan Yi dealt with the many intricate strands of tribulation energy and demonic energy on Dapeng's body.
Aside from Zhen Yuanzi, everyone was witnessing the purification of calamity energy with bare hands for the first time, and they couldn't help but watch intently. Only Fuxi frowned slightly; the predetermined fate had changed once again.
Practice makes perfect. This isn't the first time Dapeng has fallen into demonic possession, nor is it the first time Yuanyi has resolved the calamity.
As the roc's voice rang out, the once clear sky was now filled with layers of thunderclouds, and an unyielding power pressed down on the Wuzhuang Temple amidst flashes of lightning.
Yuan Yi hugged Da Peng tightly, patting his back repeatedly: "It's okay, I will definitely not let you go that far."
The familiar, warm embrace allowed Dapeng to separate this moment from the nightmare he had just experienced. When he saw not only his Uncle-Master Zhen Yuanzi and Uncle-Master Hongyun beside him, but also many other figures he had only heard of but never met, he blushed with shame. He quickly wiped away his tears, pressed his lips tightly together, and stood aside.
At this moment, the thunderclouds receded layer by layer, and the sky cleared up again, but everyone's mindset could no longer return to the relaxed state of mind they had just had when they were just watching a game.
The intense aura of calamity and the oppressive power of the Heavenly Dao were undeniable. The heavenly secrets this kid glimpsed in his dream must be quite problematic, and he was somehow connected to Zhen Yuanzi in some mysterious way.
Even the secluded Wuzhuang Temple will not escape the great calamity of heaven and earth in the future?
Even the usually carefree Hongyun couldn't help but worry at this moment, as he could see his friend's hand holding the whisk tighten.
Thinking back to Da Peng's words, "I don't want to eat people" and "I'm utterly heartless," his heart sank.
Even such a gifted and discerning child was forced to that point during the great calamity. What about Zhen Yuanzi and Yuan Yi, the elders who should have protected this child? And what about all the Great Luo Golden Immortals present?
Is it a case of people growing cold after leaving, or of turning against each other, or perhaps due to physical limitations, leaving one only able to watch the tragedy unfold?
All eyes turned to Fuxi, the most skilled diviner, but he could only shake his head. The secrets of heaven were in chaos; he too was caught in the calamity, unable to see or investigate.
"Stop overthinking." At this moment, Yuan Yi had already pulled Kong Xuan out of the formation. Kong Xuan was perfectly fine, still holding his game homework and eagerly wanting his master to review it.
Yuan Yi simply put it away: "I have an appointment with your senior uncles, so you should go and keep Da Peng company for now. I have other plans for another day."
After dismissing Kong Xuan, she grabbed her brother's sleeve, just like when she was a newborn ginseng fruit tree clinging to a large ginseng fruit tree: "Brother, Wuzhuang Temple will be safe from now on."
She glanced around, lingering on Hongyun for a second longer: "Everyone is safe and sound."
Yuan Yi stopped there, and everyone knew she couldn't continue.
All the Great Immortals present had strange expressions, wondering what kind of situation they would be in in the future.
Only Yuan Yi put on a relaxed look and joked, "Why do you all think so much? The variables are the same now, but the future will definitely be different. Just now, Dapeng couldn't sleep a wink in the Heavenly Secrets, but now he's out peacefully."
“Hahaha, absolutely right.” Tongtian was the first to nod. “There is always a glimmer of hope in the world, so why implicate yourself in something you can’t prove?”
Apart from Yuan, everyone present was a Great Luo Golden Immortal, whose Dao heart was already firm. They were only startled by the changes that had occurred in the world just now, but now they have come to their senses and can face the so-called future with a calm mind.
With Hongyun's comforting words, Zhen Yuanzi softened his cold expression and began to speak to his fellow Daoists about Kong Xuan and Dapeng, who were teaching at Wuzhuang Temple.
“I know.” Nuwa smiled first. “Brother usually enjoys watching Kong Xuan’s lectures and game guides, but he didn’t expect Kong Xuan to be such a child. Fellow Daoist Yuanyi is truly a good teacher.”
Fuxi nodded in agreement: "Such insights at such a young age, your future achievements are boundless. On our first meeting, I will bestow upon you both a magic spell." Fuxi then cast a spell with his fingers, solidly setting up a defensive spell for the two of them.
“No wonder you look familiar. I’ve seen you in the egg before.” Tongtian squeezed in. “Back then, I promised Yuanyi that you could learn a move or two from me in the future. If you want to learn, just come to Kunlun to find me.”
Yuanshi frowned. He had always disapproved of Tongtian's casual practice of picking up people to go to Kunlun. But considering that these two were also disciples of Yuanyi, and that Kong Xuan's actions in the recording were quite methodical and not the type to cause trouble, he simply grunted in agreement. He even prepared a magic weapon for each of them as a gift.
Kong Xuan, who had just emerged from the formation, was completely bewildered. However, he knew that these powerful figures were giving them face out of respect for his master and senior uncle, so he obediently accepted their thanks and thanked them one by one with his junior brother.
Zhen Yuanzi finally felt relieved. These two lads had won the favor of these fellow Daoists. Even after he and Hongyun were gone, they could at least use this small amount of influence to seek refuge with them. They wouldn't be forced into such a predicament.
Only then did he realize that his sister hadn't spoken for a long time. He turned his head and saw that his sister had opened the huge and exquisite array again. Tongtian was squeezed next to Yuanyi, watching in amazement as Yuanyi modified the array based on the original.
Nuwa and Fuxi also moved closer, asking questions every now and then. Yuan Yi carefully replied, "This formation is the character's health setting in the game. What I'm modifying now is the game's plot settings. These few are for maintaining the normal operation of the other formations..."
"So the games we play every day are derived from this formation?" Nuwa exclaimed in surprise.
"The basic logic of the game is similar; it's the differences in presentation and gameplay that require the addition or modification of new formations." Yuan Yi was very professional and serious when it came to the game.
"Then what is the purpose of making so many modifications to the formation this time, young friend?"
Yuan Yi sneered: "It's getting cold; it's time to bankrupt Luo Hou."
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Author's Note: When Dapeng dreamt of the original timeline: [Crying][Crying] I was scared to tears for the first time!
Others with wild imaginations: The disciples of Wuzhuang Temple are all living such miserable lives. They are at least disciples of Fellow Daoist Yuanyi/Fellow Daoist Zhenyuanzi. They should take better care of them in the future.
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