Wear it quickly, it's better to live a miserable life than to die

From the moment Yan Yuan completely fell in love with studying, Ding Yi knew that she had succeeded.

From now on, even if she leaves, the Yan tribe will have its own priests.

Once, Ding Yi asked the chief priest: "Why do other tribes call them priests, but Xing is the chief priest?"

The high priest laughed, and then explained to Ding Yi and Yan Yuan the ranks of priests.

"Priests are divided into apprentice priests. For example, you are an apprentice priest now. The next is the trainee priest. This kind of priest already has the ability of a priest, but because the previous priest is still there, he can only be called a trainee priest."

The high priest smiled proudly, "Next, I will focus on introducing the priests. If an apprentice priest wants to be promoted, he needs to pass the assessment of three priests before he can become a real priest and take charge of the priest affairs of a tribe. But..."

The high priest looked into the distance and said, "There is a Priest Hall in the Orc World. It was founded by the top ten tribes in the Orc World, which united tribes of all sizes. All priests who are confident in their abilities can go to the Priest Hall for assessment. Once they pass the assessment, they can be promoted to high priests. Back then, I was one of the people who passed the assessment."

The high priest's eyes were filled with memories.

Ding Yi looked at her, holding his chin with his paws, and thought, "This is really a magical world."

Yan Yuan looked left and right, and seeing that they were ignoring her, she followed their example, propping up her chin with her paws and looking into the distance, looking like a profound scholar.

Ding Yi woke up and saw Yan Yuan's expression. He felt that she was pretending and complained in his heart:

"Yan Yuan is born to be a priest. I am just so-so. The world is so big, I want to go see it."

Ding Yi grew up slowly. Other children grew up very fast, but she was not in a hurry. She grew up one gram at a time.

Because of this, Yanhuo Huasheng carried her to see the high priest and asked if there was anything wrong with her body.

The high priest said, "It's okay, she is just like that, she is fine."

There was a hint of gnashing teeth in his tone. The high priest stroked his half-lost beard, sent Yan Huo Hua Shi away, and glared at Ding Yi fiercely.

"You little bastard, you may not be big, but you are very brave. You dare to pull my beard."

The high priest made a move to strike him, but Ding Yi, with his nimble limbs, dashed out like a gust of wind and ran away.

Yan Yuan, who followed in, stood at the door, not knowing whether to go in or not. He looked at the high priest worriedly and was also worried about Ding Yi.

The high priest waved his hand and said, "Good boy, come here. We will learn new knowledge today."

"Aren't you going to wait for Miaomiao?"

"Not waiting for her."

Ding Yi was already two years old. She had already gotten most of the information out of the high priest's head, and the high priest no longer cared about her.

After a day of wandering in the forest, Ding Yi returned to the tribe at mealtime, holding a large bowl that was bigger than her body. She sat next to Yan Yuan and asked in a low voice, "Did the high priest mention me today?"

Yan Yuan blocked Ding Yi and whispered, "No, Miaomiao, did you make the high priest angry?"

Ding Yi buried his head in the bowl, gulped down a few big gulps, and denied it, "No, that's not the case. I was afraid that the high priest would be too tired to teach the two of us, so I wanted to lighten his burden."

Yan Yuan looked at her suspiciously, only to see Ding Yi struggling with the broth in the bowl and not noticing anything unusual.

Yan Yuan could only comfort himself that he was overthinking it.

On this day, Ding Yi skipped school again and was caught by Yan Yuan.

Yan Yuan felt that he came here with a mission. Ding Yi was going to succeed the position of priest of Yan tribe. If he skipped school every day, would he send away the entire tribe with a bowl of soup in the future?

"Miao Miao, where are you going? Aren't you supposed to go find the high priest? Why are you walking out?" Yan Yuan stopped Ding Yi and refused to let her out no matter what.

Ding Yi jumped onto Yan Yuan's shoulder, looked into the distance, and said in a sophisticated manner, "My dream is to go far away."

"But you want to be the priest of the Yan tribe." Yan Yuan said anxiously, tears falling. She didn't want to die yet.

Ding Yi patted her shoulder and comforted her: "Don't you see clearly now? From now on, the one who will be the priest of the Yan tribe will not be me, but you, Yan Yuan."

Standing on Yan Yuan's shoulder, Ding Yi puffed out his chest and put his hands on his hips, and said proudly: "I will be the master of the priest's hall in the future, so I will not compete with you for the position of priest of the Yan tribe."

Yan Yuan opened his mouth wide, in a daze, and didn't even know when Ding Yi jumped down and left.

Fortunately, she knew to return to her own cave. When she opened her eyes the next day, she couldn't wait to run to the high priest and told him what Ding Yi had said to verify its truthfulness.

After listening, the high priest nodded and said, "It's true. Yan Miao is going to the priest's hall, and you, Yan Yuan, are the next priest of the Yan tribe."

Yan Yuan sat on the ground in a daze. The high priest knew that she needed time to digest what was going on, so he left the space for her and walked out.

In his fourth year in the Yan tribe, Ding Yi grew a little, from a ball to a ball and a half.

She reached a bottleneck in the skills that Blood Pearl passed on to her, and Blood Pearl pretended to be dead and no longer responded to her.

Ding Yi planned to leave.

She told the high priest first, and he just looked at her without blinking, and finally agreed.

Once the high priest was dealt with, it would be no problem for Yanhuo and Huasheng. Although they were reluctant, the high priest agreed and they respected his decision.

Ding Yi squatted on the stone table and looked at Huasheng at eye level, "Mom, I'm very happy that someone is accompanying you and your father."

A year later, Huasheng gave birth to a son, and only then did she understand what Ding Yi had said.

Ding Yi packed his bag, said goodbye to the Yan tribe, and plunged into the forest. After a few jumps, he disappeared.

Ding Yi walked to the edge of a rushing river and thought of the high priest's words, "Although I don't know your origins, you will always be a disciple of my star. If you go out alone, I suggest you go to the priest's hall first. It would be best if you can pass the assessment, but it doesn't matter if you can't, you are still young anyway."

Following the path pointed out by the high priest, Ding Yi came to the river called "Wei River". After crossing the river and climbing over a mountain, he saw a towering palace, which was the Priest's Palace.

The Priest's Hall was built by everyone in the Orc world. Unlike the caves in the Orc world, the Priest's Hall was built on the plains.

A large market was built around the priest's temple for bartering.

The ten major tribes have been sending people to guard around the Priest's Temple all year round and deliver the latest research results of the Priest's Temple to the tribes.

The high priest put it simply, "Go east and cross a rushing river, the largest of any river in the world. Then climb a mountain that towers into the sky and you will reach the sacrificial plain. In the middle of the plain is the priest's temple."

Just a short paragraph, and Ding Yi was gone for a year and a half.

She suddenly understood the high priest's pride. It didn't matter whether one could pass the high priest's assessment or not, as long as one could come.

Coming is victory.

Ding Yi walked into the priest's hall carrying the token given by the high priest.

"Snapped!"

The token was slapped on the stone table, and the person inside poked his head out, "Who is it? Who left the commander here?"