Chapter 622

"Hahaha! Good! Good! Good!"

Di Jun laughed toward the sky, his voice filled with the joy of a father and the heroic spirit of an emperor.

He could feel that the birth of these ten children was not merely a continuation of bloodline, but a massive supplement to the Yao Clan's fortune.

Yin and Yang converged, dragon and phoenix sang in harmony.

His union with Xi He had finally produced the most perfect Dao fruit!

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Felicitations, Your Majesty!"

"Heaven bless our Yao Clan! Imperial sons born into the world — this is the omen of our Yao Clan's immortality for ten thousand ages!"

Fuxi, Kunpeng, Bai Ze, and the other Yao Gods all rushed over, bowing to Di Jun in congratulation, heartfelt joy brimming on every face.

The Yao Clan has an Empress!

This meant the Yao Clan's imperial bloodline could be passed down, and the Heavenly Court's rule would be even more secure!

"Proclaim Our imperial edict!" Di Jun was in high spirits, waving a great hand. "A grand banquet for the Three Realms, universal celebration! All Our Yao Clan subjects are rewarded with a thousand years of cultivation! All who come to congratulate, regardless of race, shall have gifts!"

"Yes!"

The entire Heavenly Court instantly turned into an ocean of joy.

……

News of the Little Golden Crows' birth spread across the Great Wasteland in an instant, like a Category 12 hurricane.

Kunlun Mountain.

Yuanshi Tianzun let out a cold snort: "A monkey in a crown — even with offspring, they are still bald feathered beasts, unfit for the elegant hall."

Tongtian Jiaozhu clapped his hands and laughed heartily: "Interesting, interesting! That fellow Di Jun has fine fortune! Ten at once — now the Yao Clan has successors, those Wu Clan savages will probably be too angry to sleep!"

Taishang Laojun still wore that wuwei demeanor, merely glancing faintly toward the Tai Yang Xing's direction before paying it no more mind.

West, Mount Sumeru.

Jieyin Daoist's face showed a pained expression: "Alas, this is an omen of great prosperity, yet also an omen of great calamity. The future Great Wasteland may suffer the disaster of ten suns in the sky, living beings charred and suffering — how pitiful, how lamentable."

Zhunti Daoist's eyes rolled about beside him, saying sourly: "Senior Brother, look at that Yao Clan fortune — it's risen another three tenths! When will our West ever see such flourishing……"

……

Donghuang Palace.

Unlike the bustling clamor outside, here it was still a stretch of cold silence.

Gu Yuan leaned lazily against the soft couch, wrapped tightly in a snow-white fox fur robe, only a pale handsome face revealed.

Through the water mirror, he watched the ten little suns frolicking happily outside, watched his elder brother Di Jun's laughter from the bottom of his lungs, yet his clear eyes held not a ripple.

"Ten Little Golden Crows…… what was meant to come has come after all."

He murmured softly, voice so light it seemed it might scatter on the wind at any moment.

【Host, congratulations! You're an uncle now! That's ten big nephews!】 The system's voice rang out cheerfully.

"Heh." Gu Yuan's mouth hooked a mocking arc. "Xiao Ai, did you forget how these ten little guys died?"

"They were the fuse of the final Wu-Yao decisive battle, the calamity-responders of the Quantity Calamity. Now they are born, it's not a happy event — the death summons has arrived." Gu Yuan said unhurriedly, as if speaking of a trifle unrelated to himself.

These ten Golden Crows, named Imperial Sons, were in truth "Calamity Sons".

Their birth was the Heavenly Dao's final move to force the Wu and Yao clans into a fight to the death.

He did not go dampen his elder brother's mood.

A man, middle-aged and gaining sons — ten of them — getting a little excited is understandable.

He merely instructed the servant girl beside him weakly: "Go…… summon the White Ze."

A moment later, Bai Ze walked respectfully into Donghuang Palace, bowed in salute: "Prince."

"Your elder brother's side — have you gone to congratulate?" Gu Yuan asked.

"Reporting to the Prince, this minister has already gone. The Emperor's dragon countenance is greatly pleased, currently preparing celebration matters." Bai Ze answered, joy also on his face.

"Mm." Gu Yuan nodded, then coughed twice. "Ten Imperial Sons born — a great joy for our Yao Clan. But they are newly born, their Sun True Fire origin unstable; if uncontrolled and they romp about, they might damage the Heavenly Court's flowers and plants."

Bai Ze blanked a moment, then suddenly realized.

His Highness the Eastern Emperor…… finds the ten Imperial Sons too noisy?

"What is Your Highness's meaning?"

"Issue an imperial decree in my name." Gu Yuan's voice was gentle. "Say that I, this uncle, worry for my nephews' safety, and also fear they are unruly and may offend the Heavenly Court's immortals. Request Heavenly Queen Xi He to temporarily place the ten Imperial Sons deep within the Tai Yang Xing Palace, with you personally selecting loyal and steady Yao Saints to guard them."

"Also mobilize the power of the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, lay a layer of seal outside the Tai Yang Xing Palace, beautifully named 'quiet recuperation'."

Bai Ze's heart jumped hearing this.

This isn't quiet recuperation — this is clearly house arrest!

But he dared not ask further; behind every decision of His Highness the Eastern Emperor lay depths he could not imagine.

"This minister, obeys the edict."

"Also……" Gu Yuan seemed to recall something, mouth hooking a playful smile. "Go to the treasury, pick some interesting things. For instance…… jade slips engraved with 'Ideological and Moral Character' and 'Marxism-Leninism', and also…… hmm, let's start with a set of 'Five Years of College Entrance Exams, Three Years of Mock Exams' array technique problem collections."

"Ah?" Bai Ze was completely bewildered.

"Tell the Heavenly Queen, these are the enlightenment readers this uncle prepared for his nephews." Gu Yuan waved a hand, signaling he could withdraw. "Must let them win at the starting line."

Bai Ze withdrew from Donghuang Palace in a daze, feeling his brain a bit insufficient.

But he still faithfully carried out the order.

When Heavenly Queen Xi He received that earnestly worded imperial decree, and that pile of strange "enlightenment readers", she too didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

However, she also felt Taiyi made sense — the children were still young, they indeed needed discipline.

Thus, just born, not yet having had time to properly look at this world, the ten Little Golden Crows were sent into the heavily layered sealed Tai Yang Xing Palace, beginning their "dire straits" childhood.

Inside Donghuang Palace, Gu Yuan watched in the water mirror as the ten little suns disappeared into the depths of the Tai Yang Xing Palace, only then exhaling in relief.

He raised a hand, divine sense stirring. A wisp of barely perceptible grayish-black Qi emerged from his fingertips.

This is a wisp of 【Bao Lie Sha Qi】 that he just now quietly peeled away from the depths of the Ten Golden Crows' Primordial Origin across the boundless void.

This baleful Qi is hidden extremely deeply, perfectly fused with the Hegemonic Way aura of the Taizhen; were it not for him, an expert who plays with the power of extinguishing origins, even a Saint would find it extremely difficult to detect.

"Zhunti... so your backhand was here."

A cold light flashed in Gu Yuan's eyes.

This wisp of baleful Qi is the catalyst that, in the future, those two of the Western Teaching will use to lure the Ten Golden Crows into privately descending to the mortal realm, causing the tragedy of "Ten Suns in the Sky, Kuafu Chasing the Sun."

Now, this catalyst has been nipped in the bud by him in advance.

"However, just raising them in captivity isn't enough." Gu Yuan stroked his chin, revealing a trace of a malicious-fun smile.

"Have to find them something to do. Let's call it... the Jin Wu Special Forces Training Camp."

He intends to forge these ten future "bratty kids" into super enforcers who obey commands, observe discipline, and at critical moments can be pulled out and used as a blunt instrument.

As for the cannon-fodder fate in the myths?

To hell with it.

My Gu Yuan's nephew can only be the protagonist!