The ancient return was exposed by his sister's live stream.

But just as he turned around, a figure suddenly rushed out from the crowd.

Ying Wenjie stood before Chen Hao, his expression conflicted. Then, as if he were about to make a desperate decision, he suddenly knelt down on one knee before Chen Hao. "High God, I wish to become your disciple. I wonder if you would be willing to accept me as your apprentice?"

Chen Hao turned to look at Ying Wenjie, who was kneeling on one knee, trembling with nervousness. Before he could say anything, Qin Xiaoyu, Ye Chendong, and Wu Tian rushed out and knelt on one knee as well.

The four men knelt nervously on the gravel ground. Sweat beaded on Ying Wenjie's forehead, which he didn't wipe away.

Qin Xiaoyu's lips were slightly pursed, and her hands were clenched into fists on her knees.

Ye Chendong stood ramrod straight, but his breathing was somewhat erratic. Wu Tian stared down at the stone beneath his knees, his fists clenched tightly.

Just as the four people's hearts were about to stop beating and they thought they were about to be rejected, Chen Hao parted his thin lips slightly, and spoke slowly in a calm tone:

"Come find me in Baotian City after this is all over."

A single sentence was uttered.

Like a thunderclap!

agreed!

The gods have agreed to accept them as disciples!

The four of them froze on the spot, their eyes wide with disbelief. Then, they were overwhelmed with joy, trembling with excitement, and almost bursting into tears.

They actually became disciples of the Supreme God!

Chen Hao didn't say anything more or linger. He turned around again, facing the empty space in front of him, and casually raised his right hand, waving it lightly.

Om-!

A slight spatial tremor sounded.

Amidst the shocked and stunned gazes of everyone, a massive, dark spatial archway was instantly torn open in the void in front of him!

Chen Hao stepped inside, and the three bluebirds took flight from his shoulder, entering the archway first. The archway slowly contracted, transforming into the last golden speck of light in the air before completely dissipating.

Everyone outside the tent was still staring in that direction, oblivious to what was happening. The general, holding a teacup, stood at the tent entrance, having forgotten to drink.

"Yay—" A crisp sound broke the silence. Qin Xiaoyu jumped up from the ground, clenching her fists, her face flushed with excitement.

Ying Wenjie, still in a daze, was brought back to his senses by a pat on the shoulder from Wu Tian. He kept muttering to himself, "I really have become the High God's disciple... I'm going to Pengcheng!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the rest area, his pace quickening.

Ye Chendong and Wu Tian exchanged a glance, then stood up and walked towards their residence.

Qin Xiaoyu ran up to Qin Zheng, but before she could say anything, Qin Zheng smiled helplessly and said, "Go ahead."

"Thank you, Second Uncle! Second Uncle is the best!" Qin Xiaoyu cheered instantly, then turned around and skipped off to pack her luggage.

Cao Shoujun stood to the side watching Qin Zheng, his tone slightly teasing: "Congratulations, Lao Zheng, your Qin family is likely to go even further in the future."

Qin Zheng smiled; he believed him.

Thousands of miles away, in Baotian City.

The e-sports room was so quiet that only the sounds of keyboards and mouse clicks could be heard.

After telling them he had to go out for a while, the older brother left, leaving them to play with the rats on the dam.

"Died again," Yang Wanqing said, taking off her headphones and throwing them on the table. They had been scavenging for scraps like rats at the secret dam, running away with knives more than a dozen times, but only one of them managed to escape alive; the rest were chased and beaten by the fully equipped squads.

They were trapped in the sewers just now, and the attackers were using M14s! "Damn it! Who's using an M14 for no reason?! They're like a persistent ghost!"

Yang Wanqing slammed his fist on the table in anger. Chen Siyao, who was next to him, also leaned on the table and sighed, comforting Yang Wanqing, "We should go to the Dark Room now. The food on the space station is outrageous."

Yang Wanqing sighed helplessly, "Alright, then let's not fight anymore. I can't even be a mouse. Let's wait for Master to come back before we fight."

The two came out of the gaming room. Xiaoyue, who was lying on the carpet, raised her head and wagged her tail at them when she heard the noise. Now Xiaoyue was bigger than a typical husky, and they couldn't carry her anymore.

Yang Wanqing squatted down and rubbed its neck, and Xiaoyue comfortably rested its head on her lap.

Light footsteps came from the balcony. Chen Siyao looked up and saw a familiar figure walk in from the balcony. She froze. She then glanced at the tightly closed door.

"Brother?" Her voice was filled with confusion. "Why did you come back from the balcony?"

Yang Wanqing also ran to the balcony and looked outside. It was empty. "Yeah, yeah, Master, did you fly back?"

Before Chen Hao could explain, Chen Siyao's gaze fell on his shoulder. "Huh? Is this the Three Bluebirds?"

Yang Wanqing's attention was immediately drawn to it. The three bluebirds perched on Chen Hao's shoulder, dozens of times smaller than before, their feathers still blue-green, and their eyes still golden.

"It really is Xiaoqing! Xiaoqing, you can shrink!" Yang Wanqing leaned closer to examine it more closely.

"Xiao Qing, did you bring Master back? Oh, I want to fly too, I want to fly, Xiao Qing, can you take me with you?" The three bluebirds flew off Chen Hao's shoulder, landed on the back of the sofa, and turned their heads.

Although he didn't say anything, it was clear that he was refusing.

Yang Wanqing ran into the kitchen, grabbed a bag of dried fish, squatted down in front of the sofa, tore open the packaging, and muttered, "Please, please, please—"

Chen Siyao also joined the feeding team. Xiaoyue stood to the side, speechless as the two dog owners, who were even more doting than him, fawned over the bird, their tails slowly drooping.

It walked to Chen Hao's feet and licked his hand. Chen Hao looked down at it. Xiao Yue raised its head and meowed, its voice tinged with grievance.

The next day, on the top floor of Baotian City.

Sunlight streamed into the living room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting golden squares on the carpet. Chen Siyao and Yang Wanqing nestled on the sofa, each holding a bag of dried fish, waving it back and forth at the three bluebirds perched on the coffee table.

Xiao Qing tilted her head, her golden eyes following the movement of the dried fish from side to side, but she just wouldn't move.

"Xiaoqing, have a bite—" Yang Wanqing held the dried fish to its mouth, and Xiaoqing jumped back a step.

"Didn't you really like it last time?" Chen Siyao chimed in. Xiao Qing jumped back a step, almost missing her footing, flapped her wings to steady herself, and still looked haughty.

Xiaoyue lay on the carpet, her chin resting on her front paws, watching her two owners fawn over the bird, her tail slowly drooping to the ground.

Ding-dong. The doorbell rang.

Yang Wanqing put down the dried fish and ran to open the door. Four people were standing outside. Qin Xiaoyu was wearing a light blue windbreaker, her hair was tied in a high ponytail, and she was carrying an exquisite brocade box.

Ying Wenjie was dressed in a casual suit, his hair neatly combed, carrying a fruit basket in one hand and a tea gift box in the other. Ye Chendong was wearing a dark gray thin down jacket, holding a box of what looked like expensive health supplements.

Wu Tian was wearing a black sports jacket and carrying a large paper bag, the contents of which were unknown.

Yang Wanqing was taken aback. Another gift had arrived.

"Come in, come in!" She stepped aside. The four filed in and piled the gifts next to the coffee table.