HCB Chapter 2 Giant Pit System
Chapter 2 Giant Pit System
In the Kunlun Mountains.
Upon hearing their master mention that a being with a primordial immortal body comparable to theirs had been born in the mortal realm, the Twelve Golden Immortals all rose from their seats to inquire:
"Master, may I ask where that immortal body was born?"
"Given such talent, isn't she destined to be your disciple? Should we take her as our apprentice?"
The Twelve Golden Immortals, backed by the Jade Pure Primordial Heavenly Venerable, are the most prestigious and powerful beings. Even the Jade Emperor, the ruler of the Three Realms, has nothing to fear.
The Heavenly Venerable heard what his disciples had to say.
A slight smile:
"Don't rush. This child's celestial secrets are disordered. Let me sort them out carefully, and I will understand."
He immediately activated the Great Dao, reflecting the Three Realms, and began a thorough search.
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The system may abuse me a thousand times, but I will still love it like my first love.
Yesterday I angrily cursed the dog among dogs, today I'm hoping for a good beating.
Perhaps it's because other system protagonists just honestly do their tasks, but Yang Jiao insists on forging a new path, doing a single task a hundred times over, which caused the system to remain silent for a full ten days before finally making a move.
To strengthen the host's physique and increase their chances of survival, the following advanced tasks are hereby issued:
Lift the flowerpot to obtain Token Fragment x1
Lift the water tank to obtain 3 token fragments.
Lift the stone lion at the entrance to obtain 1 token.
Finally seeing the big one, little Yang Jiao happily rolled around in Yang Tianyou's arms, forgetting her father's frail mortal body.
Suddenly, his face turned deathly pale, and a dull pain shot through his chest as if he had just performed the act of breaking a boulder on his chest. He hurriedly stopped his daughter's attempt to murder her father, and a trickle of blood slowly seeped from the corner of his mouth...
"Is Jiao'er hungry? Shall we go find Mother?"
"Fa fa, look at fa fa."
Little Yang Jiao waved her hand, pointing to the backyard while babbling and wiping away the bloodstains from her father.
In an instant, Yang Tianyou felt as if he had been punched in the mouth, leaving a bruise.
Not wanting to hurt his daughter's young heart, he forced a smile that looked more like a cry, and praised, "My daughter is indeed a sweet little cotton-padded jacket. Daddy's little Jiao'er's hands are so soft and warm."
Next time, it would be better to be gentler.
As autumn arrives, hundreds of flowers in the courtyard are in full bloom, creating a beautiful and vibrant scene.
When little Yang Jiao saw the flowerpots in the yard struggling to get down to the ground, Yang Tianyou gave in to her wish and carefully put special little gloves on her palms to prevent them from scratching her palms while crawling.
Is this kind of pampering because the daughter isn't human? Is it the father's responsibility?
No, he was afraid of being played to death by his daughter, who was less than half a month old.
As soon as she landed, Xiao Yangjiao crawled forward, looking around the large courtyard with regret. If she could do the first task again, she could get two or three tokens just by walking around here!
Time waits for no one.
After sighing, she still cherished this mission and climbed to the flower pots by the wall. Her eyes shone brightly. In Xiao Yangjiao's eyes, these were not flowers at all, but treasures that could be converted into tokens!
Yang Tianyou, who was standing to the side unaware of what was going on, was delighted to see his daughter staring so intently at the flowerpots: his daughter finally had something in common with him, inheriting the refined and scholarly air of a literary figure.
So, with a smile and a heart full of satisfaction, he slowly walked to his daughter, knelt down, and gently pointed to one of the orchids, patiently instructing her:
"This orchid is unique to Mount Hua, growing among rocks and gravel, enduring wind and rain yet still thriving. Therefore, it symbolizes great strength and unwavering resilience, just like Father's little Jiao'er, who is not only elegant in demeanor but also... uh... possesses immense strength..."
Before Yang Tianyou could finish speaking, little Yang Jiao had already half-sat on the ground, one chubby little hand on her hip, and the other hand holding the flowerpot full of soil high in front of Yang Tianyou, looking at her father with a smug expression, wanting to be rewarded.
In those clear, water-like eyes, Yang Tianyou's mouth was wide open in utter shock, and even the slightly trembling tonsils deep in his throat were clearly visible...
Little Yang Jiao looked up at him, tilting her head in a childish voice.
"Ee-ya?" Father, are you talking about this pot of orchids?
……
In the backyard, over a hundred pots of exotic flowers and plants of all sizes passed through Xiao Yangjiao's hands in turn, and every time she picked up a pot, she could hear the system's 'ding' sound of the funds arriving.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for lifting the flowerpot. You have obtained 1 token fragment.]
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for lifting the flowerpot. You have obtained 1 token fragment.]
【Ding……】
What sound in the world could be better than this? So, they lifted it up even more vigorously.
This startled Yang Tianyou quite a bit. Was this the appearance of an immortal?
Even a powerful fairy like Yao Ji, who could travel to heaven and earth and possessed great magical powers, did not shock him so much. But Yang Jiao was still an infant!
Fearing he might faint from shock at his daughter's extraordinary talent, Yang Tianyou quickly comforted her:
"Jiao'er, why don't you rest if you're tired?"
Hearing this, Xiao Yangjiao obediently stopped. The main reason was that the system was being exploited to the point that it felt its combat power would collapse if things continued like this, so she directly performed the strange operation of disconnecting from the network.
Without the jingling sound, there's no motivation.
He looked at the water vat with lotus flowers in the middle of the yard with great regret, his eyes filled with pitiful grievance. Damn system, I can't handle this.
Noticing his daughter's gaze, Yang Tianyou squeezed his eyes shut and gently patted Yang Jiao's soft back, coaxing her softly:
"That's filled with water and weighs at least three or four hundred pounds. Jiao'er is still too young. Can't you play with it when you're older?"
Even Yang Tianyou himself felt guilty about saying that.
Judging from the fact that my daughter could crawl after birth and lift weights in ten days, I feel that the scene of her holding a water tank in front of me and calling "Daddy" is not far away.
"Wow~ Mm-hmm."
When she lifted the flowerpot, Xiao Yangjiao had already realized that this body was still too weak, and could only carry a few dozen kilograms.
However, she was not discouraged by today's experience. After all, she had gained something today—she successfully collected all twelve tokens.
At this moment, filled with anticipation and excitement, Xiao Yangjiao shouted without hesitation to the system in her mind:
"System, give me a ten-pull!"
Based on past gaming experience, a 10-pull often greatly increases the probability of drawing a high-level deity.
The familiar control panel reappeared before my eyes, and the dazzling rotary dial began to spin rapidly, accompanied by a series of rustling sounds.
Xiao Yangjiao stared intently at the spinning wheel, silently praying for good luck to come her way.
What new fragments of divine characters will appear this time?
Finally, as the spinning wheel slowly came to a stop, a string of text appeared in her field of vision:
[Congratulations, host, you have obtained 7 fragments of the Three-Headed Dragon, 2 fragments of the Earth God of Guanjiang Estuary, and 1 fragment of the Arctic War God.]
Upon seeing this result, the little one sighed deeply.
But his face did not show much disappointment.
Even before the lottery, she had already anticipated that getting the Yang Jian fragment she longed for would not be easy, so she was able to accept the result calmly.
The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard!
During this brief interval, Yang Tianyou carried the adorable and chubby little Yang Jiao step by step into the house.
Upon seeing Yao Ji, she immediately became excited, waving her little hands and feet incessantly and making babbling sounds, eager to be held in someone's arms.
Fairy Maiden, absorb more celestial energy so you can have better luck drawing tokens next time!
"Grain~"
Suddenly, a childish and indistinct cry reached Yao Ji's ears. Although the voice was not very clear, it sounded somewhat like the word "mother".
Yao Ji was stunned at first, then her eyes reddened with emotion, tears welling up in her eyes. She turned to Yang Tianyou in disbelief, her voice trembling as she asked:
"Did you...did you hear that? Did Jiao'er just call me 'Mother'?"
After saying that, she didn't even wait for Yang Tianyou's reply before she hugged Xiao Yangjiao tightly in her arms and lowered her head to gently kiss her daughter's delicate face, which was as tender as flower petals.
"My daughter Jiao'er is so intelligent, even if Yao Ji dies the next second, she will be grateful."
Seeing this, Yang Tianyou quickly stepped forward and said with a serious expression:
"What nonsense are you spouting! You can't say such unlucky things, spit it out!"
As he spoke, he reached out and gently stroked Yao Ji and Xiao Yang Jiao's hair, his eyes filled with tenderness and affection.
"It's my fault for being just a mortal. Being favored by the gods is already a blessing I've sought for countless lifetimes. If you continue to say these things, you'll shorten my lifespan and send me to the eighteenth level of hell."
Seeing her husband's appearance calmed her down considerably, allowing her to see his unusual behavior.
"Husband, have you been working too hard taking care of Jiao'er these past few days? Why do you look so pale?"
Yao Ji looked worried, her eyes fixed on Yang Tianyou, filled with heartache and concern.
She reached out and stroked Yang Tianyou's slightly haggard face, her voice so gentle it seemed to drip with tenderness.
Yang Tianyou felt a pang of anxiety when he heard his wife ask that question.
He didn't want Yao Ji to know that he had been kicked and injured by this naughty little girl. If word got out, where would he, as her father, put his face?
He immediately forced himself to appear nonchalant, gritting his teeth and saying:
"Jiao'er is so obedient and well-behaved, how could she be difficult to raise? Just take good care of yourself and don't worry." As she spoke, she deliberately puffed out her chest to prove that she was in good health.
In his heart, even if his daughter was a lump of iron, she was still his precious darling!
But Yao Ji was so intelligent that she saw through Yang Tianyou's pretense at a glance. She didn't expose him, but thought to herself that her daughter was a celestial being and Tianyou, being a mere mortal, would still have many inconveniences.
Why not choose a day to seal Jiao'er's bloodline and let her live a mortal life forever?