Chapter 123: No Fear

The calm, leisurely days passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the day when the mission timer ends arrived.

During this period.

Dragon Elder successfully corrupted the Qilin; now the two fight in the game world, each targeting the other, especially some underhanded tactics Dragon Elder had previously devised, which never materialized because teammates couldn't keep up or grasp his ideas.

Now the Qilin cooperates with it… these two can really have fun.

Old Six's haters, they specifically target Old Six.

But the Qilin's habit of loving to sleep hasn't changed; it now sleeps ten hours a day instead of the previous sixteen.

Yu Lin continued studying the cultivation method after concentrating his mind, but this time it wasn't taught by Chen Haoxi; instead, masters who excel in the Night Wander, Day Wander, and Unity realms were arranged to teach him.

After finishing his studies, he went out with Qin Zhao and the others to eat, stroll, and occasionally take on two missions for leisure; the days were fairly fulfilling.

Now.

One is sleeping, the other is playing a game.

Yu Lin set aside his book, stood up, and shouted:

"Ready to depart!"

"Stop sleeping, stop playing, assemble!"

At those words,

the Qilin, which had been sleeping soundly, instantly sprang up, shut off Dragon Elder's Computer with one hand, and dragged it to Yu Lin's side:

"I am ready!"

It already knows where Yu Lin is going, which is why it is so excited now.

"Very well, let's go."

Yu Lin nodded, and with a silent chant entered the mission.

A WhiteLight flashed, then vanished instantly.

【Myth: Da Yu controls the floods】

【Mission: After Da Yu finishes controlling the floods, obtain the flood‑controlling device in his hand】

【Reward: Trait — Transmutation】

Mountain top.

Yu Lin stood on a massive rock at the summit, the mountain wind brushing his robes, rustling softly.

Looking out, the rolling mountain range resembled a sleeping giant dragon, winding into the distance.

Not far away, a swift great river surged, its murky waters washing against the exposed banks.

A primitive tribe sat atop a highland by the river.

Simple thatched huts and Wooden Houses were scattered orderly, the tribe's perimeter fenced with thick tree trunks, and thin cooking smoke rose from several thatched houses.

Da Yu's father Gun is recorded as "there was a Chong elder Gun," i. e., the leader of the Chong Clan; his mother Xiuji, from the Shen tribe, is said to have given birth to Da Yu after swallowing a divine pearl.

Later, Da Yu was ennobled by Shun as "Lord of Xia," founding the Xia Hou lineage.

Da Yu, originally named Wen Ming, stood nine chi two cun tall—about two meters one centimeter.

In any era, that height makes one stand out like a crane among chickens.

Especially now.

Yu Lin immediately spotted the tall figure among the crowd.

But unlike the previously seen robust form, this Da Yu was young—around seventeen or eighteen—tall but not muscular, even appearing somewhat thin due to his extreme height.

"So young, it seems he hasn't taken over Gun's flood‑control duties yet; this mission will be long…"

Yu Lin thought about the time Da Yu would spend controlling the floods, tugging at his mouth corner.

At the very least, it would take several decades here.

Fortunately, he can exit at any time to skip the time.

He just checked the flow of time, estimating that six months here equals one day in the modern world.

Even ten years here would be only twenty days in the modern world.

"Stop thinking, let's go, go, go, first see what's happening."

Dragon Elder patted Yu Lin's shoulder, signaling him to set off.

Urged by Dragon Elder, Yu Lin shook his head, stopped overthinking, and strode toward the Esteemed Tribe.

Esteemed Tribe.

"Wen Ming."

"I heard your father was exiled by the emperor and then executed..."

A boy about 1.6 meters tall, his cheeks rosy, sat beside Da Yu, speaking softly.

"I know."

The stone knife in Da Yu's hand carved smooth marks on the wood, chips scattering down.

He wore a short, coarse hemp brown garment, noticeably short, exposing the sun‑tanned skin on his wrists and ankles.

A beast hide tied with a grass rope hung at his waist, with a few crude woodworking tools attached.

Sunlight fell on his profile, clearly revealing the fresh greenish stubble on his chin.

He didn't lift his head, his voice calm: "Ling Hua, didn't your father go hunting today? Won't you go back to see what's good to eat?"

Si Linghua shook her head: "My father won't be back that soon; the earliest is tomorrow."

He leaned closer: "When that time comes, come to my house and eat together."

At that, the boy paused, as if recalling something, then lowered his voice, nervously glancing left and right:

"Wen Ming, my mother said, be careful lately."

Da Yu's stone knife paused for a moment, leaving a sudden gouge on the wood.

He slowly lifted his head, and a puzzled look appeared in his dark eyes: "Why?"

"My mother said......." Si Linghua swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Because your father failed at flood control, spent so much money, caused so many deaths… so…… it's not only the emperor who is displeased, the big fellow is also displeased."

His voice grew softer and softer:

"Maybe it will implicate you! Lately you and your mother should stay indoors; let me check the situation for you!"

Da Yu was silent for a moment, then suddenly grinned, showing two rows of white teeth.

He patted Si Linghua's shoulder, the force so strong it made him stagger:

"Not afraid."

He stood up, his height over two meters casting a long shadow in the sunlight.

"If you're scared of even this, how will you ever control the floods later?"

"Huh?" Si Linghua opened his mouth wide, his face full of astonishment: "You're going to do flood control in the future too?!"

"Don't go then; humans can't control water unless a deity intervenes!"

"You've seen it yourself; during a flood, how swift and fierce the water is!"

"Those terrifying beasts, normally so large and heavy, get swept away by the flood and vanish!"

"Moreover, if you also fail, the emperor might execute you..............."

A defiant, unyielding expression appeared on Da Yu's youthful face.

He placed his hand on Si Linghua's shoulder, his gaze blazing as he looked at the companion who had grown up together, and laughed: "If you don't try, how will you know if it works?"

"My father failed, but that doesn't mean I will also fail."

"Do you want us to abandon the home we've lived in for ages? To watch our clan members die in floods at an unknown time? I don't want that."

"So I will succeed, no matter how much time it takes, whatever I have to give, everything will surely succeed."

"Definitely."

Si Linghua looked at Da Yu, suddenly understanding why his mother said that if he could have half of Da Yu's ability, it would be enough.

Forget it, he's just not the diligent type; Da Yu's greatness is simply because he's great!

Just as he was about to say some encouraging words, a voice suddenly came from beside him:

"Wen Ming, the elder is calling you over."