Legacy of the Spirit Stone

Chapter 33 – Clan children's testing

Over the next ten days, Yang Guanfeng and Elder Yu came to the Forbidden Zone every night to transfer pure spiritual power to Chen Yang to aid his recovery.

After ten days, Chen Yang had regained his vitality, and his spiritual power was even more abundant than before.

"Ancestor, everyone has already gathered at the entrance."

Seeing that the nurturing session had ended, Yang Lingqing stood at the door and spoke.

"Alright, Lingqing, come with me."

"Yes."

The two of them leaped down the mountain and landed in the Yang Clan's inner courtyard square.

Yang Feiyun and Yang Xiaolei had already brought people there and knelt upon seeing the two.

Today was the day the Yang Clan tested the children of the clan, and the entrance of the Yang Clan Compound was already crowded with people.

Over a hundred people, adults leading children.

The adults looked at the tall gates of the Li Clan, mostly with nervous expressions.

The children following behind were more filled with excitement and anticipation.

"Steward, can my child really go to Misty Mountain and become an immortal?"

A middle-aged man at the front of the line bent over and asked.

The old steward of the Yang Clan turned his head and smiled, "This, old man, I can't say for sure. The master of the house said it depends on one's fate with immortality."

"Fate with immortality! Yes, it's fate with immortality!"

The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly, "My child has always been lucky. He fell into the river at five and didn't drown, got lost in the mountains for three days at eight and survived, and this year at ten, he was chased by two wild wolves during the Beast Tide and still escaped!"

"Pfft... Zhao Dapeng, your kid isn't lucky; he's downright unlucky."

"Hahahaha."

The surrounding people burst into laughter, easing the previously tense atmosphere considerably.

At this moment, Yang Feiyun also walked out.

After counting the number of people, he found there was an extra family of two.

"Huh? Why is there an extra child?"

Before the old steward could answer, a man in the crowd ran forward with his child, knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Great Master! My daughter just turned fifteen five days ago. Please have mercy and let her try as well! I beg you!"

His daughter followed behind, kowtowing so hard that it made a thudding sound.

The Yang Clan had previously stipulated that the children should be between ten and fourteen years old, and now that his daughter was just a bit over the age limit, he didn't want to miss the chance.

Yang Feiyun looked down at the father and daughter.

He remembered this family, surnamed Wu, originally had six members. The father was called Wu San, and the girl was Wu Tong.

The girl's three brothers had all joined the Yang Clan soldiers and died during the Beast Tide.

Her mother was also killed by a beast while protecting her, leaving only the father and daughter.

According to the rules, it wasn't allowed, but considering her three brothers, Yang Feiyun decided to let the girl try.

"Alright, stop kowtowing, get up, and follow at the back."

The Wu father and daughter were immediately grateful, kowtowing a few more times to the Yang Clan gate, and followed with joy.

After the Beast Tide, the Yang Clan Compound had been renovated.

With Elder Yu's involvement, it now not only looked grand but also had a touch of immortality.

As they passed through the corridors, the children craned their necks to look around, constantly exclaiming and marveling.

"What a big rockery!"

"That pavilion is so tall, and there's wisteria climbing on it!"

"Look at those carvings and murals! All the work of immortals!"

"Really? Aren't immortals supposed to be on the mountain?"

"Tsk, you ignorant one, the immortals on the mountain are also from the Yang Clan!"

"Oh, oh!"

Arriving at the inner courtyard square, everyone saw Yang Guanfeng and Yang Lingqing and wisely fell silent, standing with their hands at their sides.

"Fifty-six people?"

Yang Lingqing released her divine sense to scan the crowd and found one extra person.

"Reporting to Immortal Master Lingqing, there's a girl who was fourteen when the order was given and just turned fifteen a few days ago."

Yang Lingqing glanced back at Yang Guanfeng, who let her decide.

"Alright, include her."

Yang Lingqing didn't dwell on it much; to her, one more or less didn't make much difference.

"Line up according to the previous order! When your name is called, come forward!"

"Zhao Qi."

"Here!"

Zhao Dapeng's son, Zhao Qi, the child who had been unlucky since childhood, stepped forward.

This child looked ordinary, not too tall or short, not too fat or thin, seemingly without any outstanding features.

"Extend your hand."

"Yes, Ancestor Immortal Master!"

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Zhao Qi rolled up his sleeve and extended his arm.

Yang Guanfeng gently placed his hand on it, releasing spiritual power.

After a moment, he was slightly surprised.

"Is this possible? The first one is a success?"

He couldn't quite believe it, so he checked again and confirmed that this child named Zhao Qi had twelve intact Qi Nodes and truly possessed the aptitude for cultivation.

"Not bad, come stand behind me."

Zhao Qi was still in a daze, while his father had already rushed up to push him.

"The Immortal Master is speaking to you! Why are you standing there like a fool? Go quickly!"

"Oh, oh."

Zhao Qi quickly nodded, thanked Yang Guanfeng, and walked behind him.

Zhao Dapeng's face was flushed with excitement, and he was overjoyed. He stood tall, his back straightened for the first time in his life, as he basked in the envious gazes of others.

"Next."

"Step down."

"Continue."

"Step down."

...

After Zhao Qi, more than fifty children were tested, none of whom had the aptitude.

Either their Qi meridians were broken, or their Qi Nodes were missing.

This was the norm, and Yang Guanfeng had originally come with the expectation that none would qualify.

Chen Yang watched the entire process, wishing he could extend his hand down the cliff to "feel" the children himself.

In no time, the first fifty-five children were all tested.

Apart from Zhao Qi, none had the aptitude for cultivation.

"Well, it seems to be over. However, finding one child with cultivation aptitude is already a gain. Old Yang's luck is truly not bad," Chen Yang thought.

With fifty-five people tested, Yang Guanfeng turned his gaze to the last father and daughter. The bloodstains on their foreheads from kowtowing had not yet faded.

Wu San looked at Yang Guanfeng with a fearful expression, feeling as if he were facing an insurmountable mountain, the pressure in his chest immense, making it hard for him to breathe.

Yang Guanfeng glanced at him briefly before moving his gaze away.

It was normal for mortals to react this way when facing a cultivator.

But when he looked at the girl beside the man, he found that this seemingly fragile girl was staring at him with an unusually determined gaze.

Yang Guanfeng had seen countless people and was sure this wasn't the ignorance and fearlessness of a newborn calf.

"You, come here."

Since the girl's name wasn't on the list, Yang Guanfeng directly beckoned her forward.

Wu Tong clenched her fists and then resolutely stepped forward.

Yang Guanfeng placed his fingertips on Wu Tong's arm, releasing spiritual power.

Once the spiritual power entered her body, he felt it circulate with great difficulty.

But interestingly, although the spiritual power stumbled and faltered, it never got completely blocked and eventually made its way through.

"Lingqing, come take a look."

"Yes."

Yang Lingqing stepped forward to check again, and after a moment, she nodded at Yang Guanfeng.

Though it was very difficult, it indeed made its way through.