Early in the morning, the sunlight that wasn't too blinding shone through the window and scattered into Ling Feng's small house, giving it a beautiful golden coat.
"Qing-er!"
Ling Feng dragged out his voice and called out the name of the so-called 'personal' handmaiden that his father had arranged for him in an extremely ambiguous manner.
"Yes, Young Master."
A shy and gentle voice came from outside the door. Then, a " woman " wearing a green robe walked in with a copper basin. It was not appropriate to call her a woman because the girl was only eight or nine years old. She had a symbolic oval face and was still very young. However, the girl's temperament was like a willow tree. It was extremely special and gave off the feeling of a sick beauty.
Towards this, Ling Feng could not help but sigh. The Dou Qi continent was indeed different. It was just a casual little beauty who had yet to mature.
Of course, Ling Feng wouldn't have too many thoughts about this little beauty now. Even if he was a lolicon, he wouldn't be controlled to such an extent.
Qing 'er's full name was Ling Qing. She was born at the same age as him. Her Dou Qi was around Stage 4 or 5. She was a resident of the Spirit World of the Spirit Clan.
In the Spirit Realm, the Gu clan had the Gu Realm, the Hun clan had the Hun Realm, and the Ling clan naturally had the Spirit Realm. The Spirit Realm was clearly not a spatial ruin like the outside world. It was created by the Dou Di of the Ling clan. After hundreds of years of refinement by generations of strong people, it was now equivalent to a country. Ling Feng did not know much about its exact size. The distance he could walk was still very limited.
The inhabitants of the Spirit World were actually " reared " by the Spirit Race for the sake of their daily lives. Their status was not high, and the density of their bloodline was extremely low. Unless there was an accident that caused the density of their bloodline to mutate, they would be brought into the true center of the Spirit World.
Of course, even if it did not mutate, the training speed of the ordinary residents of the existing Gu clan was not something that the outside world could compare to. The Dou Di's inheritance was not a bluff. It was just a joke.
Stretching his back, Ling Feng washed up and changed his clothes under the service of his maid Qing 'er. He pushed open the door, and the sudden light made him close his eyes in discomfort. After getting used to it, he slowly opened his eyes.
From the maid Qing 'er's point of view, the young man in front of the door was dressed in white. Although he was not tall, he had a straight body and was quite strong. His hair was tied up into a bun that reached his shoulders. He had fair and tender skin, a handsome and young face, and a maturity that she could not understand in his pitch-black eyes. Bathed in the sunlight, he appeared exceptionally attractive. What a graceful young man.
After leaving his own courtyard, Ling Feng calmly walked towards the main square. He had become a Dou Zhe two months ago. Now that he was almost nine years old, his Dou Qi had already advanced to a two star Dou Zhe. Thinking of this, Ling Feng suddenly circulated the Dou Qi in his body and suddenly punched out. It brought about waves of fist wind, and it was extremely vigorous. It looked quite decent. Ling Feng also smiled in satisfaction. It felt really good to have strength.
A Dou Zhe who was not even nine years old seemed very shocking. Ling Feng analyzed it for a moment and understood.
The cultivation of Dou Qi was mainly to nourish the bones and veins. Unlike Xiao Yan's second cultivation, Ling Feng could not use medicine similar to the Foundation Elixir, even if the medicinal liquid was mild.
In the original work, Xiao Yan started practicing Dou Qi at the age of four and became a Dou Zhe at the age of eleven. It was because of his transmigration that his soul was much stronger than his peers, resulting in his reputation as a genius. However, Xun Er, who possessed the Gu clan bloodline, was only at 9 Duan Qi at the age of fourteen. This was clearly unreasonable.
Nalan Yanran, who was the same age as Xun Er and Ling Feng, was already a three star Dou Zhe when she first arrived at the Xiao clan. From this, it could be inferred that Xun Er should be between twelve and thirteen and was already a Dou Zhe.
Moreover, it was not rare for Ling Feng to be a nine year old Dou Zhe whose soul was at least not inferior to Xiao Yan's and who possessed the Dou Di bloodline.
After all, bloodline and soul were not as simple as one plus one equals two.
Moreover, this progress had slowed down. Dou Qi was mainly about building a good foundation. Speed wasn't the only thing.
As for the ancient expert that his cheap father had mentioned previously, Ling Feng was still in disbelief.
However, compared to the myths and legends of Huaxia, Ling Feng's entire back and shoulders stood straight. Reverend Three Purities, Nuwa, and the boss, Ancestor Hongjun. Tsk tsk, which one of them wasn't an existence that could destroy the world? According to legend, the Earth he originally lived on was just a poor lump created by these great gods.
There was no comparison between the two!
She thought that it was easy, but she did not know that at that time, she was so scared…
In short, Ling Feng did what he had to do. He just had to cultivate honestly and remember to aim too high.
Unknowingly, without stopping, Ling Feng had already reached his destination: At a glance, one couldn't see the edge of the ten thousand feet wide white square. Separated by the Aloyuan, Ling Feng could see countless tiny black dots." You're here so early?”
Ling Feng couldn't help but mutter.
He couldn't stop. His target was in the middle of the square.
After a long while, Ling Feng finally arrived at the place where the crowd was gathered. Looking at the crowd beside him, Ling Feng felt a little troubled. He didn't recognize a single one of these people. In the past, he was a "living dead". After he recovered from his illness, he had also stayed in his courtyard to cultivate.
For a modern person, cultivation was a very interesting thing. Who didn't yearn for the blue sky?
At the very least, Lingfeng wouldn't get tired of it in a short period of time.
For some unknown reason, the gazes of the surrounding people were somewhat strange. Ling Feng couldn't bear the gazes of these people and walked towards a corner where there were fewer people. In this place, there were already quite a number of people sitting cross-legged on the ground. Ling Feng also 'did as the romans', lifting the hem of his clothes and sitting cross-legged on the ground, quietly waiting for the arrival of others.
To be able to make Ling Feng leave his small courtyard, it was naturally a big deal. Furthermore, there were so many youths and young ladies.
Bloodline test!
If one were to ask what was the most important thing in the Gu clan, it would undoubtedly be the Dou Di bloodline!
The Ancient race did not care about status or position. Strength was the most important thing, and bloodline was the most important!
This time, Ling Feng was also filled with anticipation. Only a fool would look down on the so-called bloodline. This was a treasure.
Before becoming a Dou Zhe, Xiao Yan's training speed was able to suppress Xun Er by a step with his soul. Before becoming a Dou Sheng, one's bloodline was the king. Even though Xiao Yan had the divine level BUG of the Heavenly Flame merger, his strength was inferior to Xun Er on the surface during the Heavenly Tomb.
He had asked his cheap father, and his bloodline density was at Peak Rank-8!
Thus, Ling Feng wasn't worried that his bloodline wasn't up to standard. Instead, he was eager to give it a try.
After an unknown period of time, dong dong, the nameless bell rang in the void. For a moment, the entire square fell silent. A moment later, the young men and women standing on the field all blushed and exhaled softly. Their faces were excited, as if they were ready to amaze the world with a single feat.
Ling Feng turned his gaze to the high platform. At this moment, several chairs flew over from all directions and were arranged on the high platform in succession. Behind the chairs, several spaces gradually split open. The big shots arrived one by one. In the middle was Ling Feng's cheap father, the Spiritual Race's Patriarch. Ling Luo was as majestic as ever.
? The disciples of the Spiritual Race below the stage looked up at the stage in awe. They usually didn't get to see these big shots. Now that they were able to see the mighty figures, why not?
Especially the one in the middle. Many disciples did not dare to look him in the eye. This was the clan leader!
Ling Feng used the corner of his eyes to sweep across the stage and his eyes lit up. He never thought that Elder Hong would be here as well. This old man was quite extraordinary. Although Ling Feng always called him old man, it was only in his heart. This old man was the only current Grade Nine Alchemist in the Spiritual Race.
He was also a Half-Saint. Half-Saint? Rank-9?
These were all the realms that Lingfeng could only sigh at. Seemingly sensing that Lingfeng was staring at him, the old veteran Hong on the high platform stroked his beard and secretly returned a smile to Lingfeng. However, he still had an appearance of being highly respected, causing the young people below to have rosy complexions, and their gazes to become even more worshipful.
Ling Feng also faintly smiled. This secretive scene was caught by quite a number of people who were paying attention. They were instantly shocked. Who was the person on the high platform?
Other than the older generation who were in seclusion, the few people with unparalleled status in the clan…
Compared to knowing this young man, his identity…
Of course, this was just a small interlude. On the high platform, Ling Luo had already begun to speak.
" Our Ling Clan was created by the Great Emperor, the Spirit Monarch, thousands of years ago. The Spirit Monarch's strength is profound…After that, the second generation clan leader of the Ling clan inherited the position. The second generation clan leader was a peak nine star Dou Sheng and was a peak expert of the current era. He was revered by everyone. My Ling clan…"
Ling Feng found the long speech that was similar to hypnosis boring. However, when he looked at the other disciples of the Spiritual Race, he found that they were the complete opposite. Each and every one of them had a proud expression on their faces as they puffed out their chests. Their eyes were flickering with something called fanaticism…
" Bloodline test, officially begin!"
He was finally free! Just as Ling Feng was about to fall asleep, the voice that he had not heard for a long time finally arrived. To Ling Feng, this was the first time his cheap father's voice was so pleasant to the ears.
"First, the spiritual key."
A young man in the arena immediately ran out in a panic when his name was called out. His face was filled with obvious nervousness. When he saw that someone had arrived, Ling Luo, who was on the high platform, gently waved her embroidered robe and a star disk that was about ten feet in size appeared in front of the young man.
The Star Disk was around ten feet wide. It was completely green in color and there seemed to be some stars slowly swimming on it. It was extremely mysterious…
"Don't be nervous. Just put your hand on it!”
Hearing Ling Luo's seemingly consoling voice, which was so stiff that it could be smacked, Ling Feng laughed secretly. He knew that his cheap dad didn't want to come at first. However, most of the Saint level experts in the clan were in secluded cultivation and had no time to come. Moreover, this was the first bloodline test, so the importance was self-evident. His cheap dad had no choice but to come.
When the young man in the arena heard this, he placed his trembling hand on the astrolabe. After a while, rain-like dripping sounds suddenly sounded on the astrolabe. One star, two stars, until the third star. Only then did the big shots turn their gazes over. Unfortunately, after waiting for a long time, there were no more stars. The three lonely stars appeared a little shabby.
On the high platform, one of the big shots saw this and announced loudly with some regret,
"Ling Mo, third-grade bloodline!"
When the young man heard this, he wasn't the slightest bit dejected. Instead, he was a little excited and quickly retreated back into the crowd. Many people in the surroundings were actually looking at the young man with envious expressions. Ling Feng was startled and somewhat puzzled.
Three-star?
Was it very high?
There were seven, eight, and nine stars in the ancient race, and there were even divine-grade bloodlines!
"Second, Ling Lingyuan."
"Two stars."
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"Next, Ling Moyun."
Another cry sounded. This time, it was a little different. For some reason, a series of exclamations sounded in his ears. Ling Feng immediately glanced over curiously, and his breathing paused slightly.
Her skin was milky white, her eyebrows were thin, and her lips were a light red. She had a small nose and was exquisite and cute. She was dressed in a simple white gauze dress. Coupled with her cold temperament, although she was young, she had a beauty that could topple cities…
As expected, how could the aboriginals not have beauties?
Ling Feng secretly nodded his head, clearly feeling quite proud of his brilliant foresight.
He turned his gaze towards the young lady. The young lady was placing her small hand on the astrolabe with a calm expression. Her speed was very fast. Green flowing light surged on the astrolabe, and stars appeared repeatedly. One, two…Four!
The breathing of many people below the stage suddenly quickened. They did not dare to breathe loudly. They only stared at the astrolabe in front of the young girl, their faces flushed red. As expected, after a while, another astrolabe appeared.”
Below the stage, someone shouted, but suddenly, the fifth star disappeared, leaving only a mold in the shape of a star. The few big shots on the stage also looked at the young girl again, then smiled and said,"Ling Moyun, peak four-star bloodline, not bad.”
Seeing the big boss praise her, the crowd was filled with exclamations. However, the young girl was unmoved. She took lotus steps and retreated to a corner of the square. She closed her eyes and took a nap.
Ling Feng also looked at the young girl a few more times. It wasn't because of her bloodline, but rather, why was this young girl's temperament already like this?
Eight or nine years old, he shouldn't be so mature.
"Next, Ling Feng."
Upon hearing his name, Ling Feng hurriedly tidied up his clothes and walked towards the floating astrolabe at a moderate pace. He had yet to be tested, but his outstanding appearance caused the eyes of many young ladies present to light up.
"If you haven't reached five-star, don't come again!”
On the high platform, Ling Luo suddenly spoke, causing Ling Feng to be slightly stunned. He then bowed and replied,"Yes, Father."
"Father!"
As soon as these two words were said, it was as if a pot had exploded. There was an uproar.
"The son of the chief? Isn't he weak and sickly?"
"This brat seems to be called Ling Feng…"
"Hehe, if the son of the patriarch can't surpass five stars, that would be good.”
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The young lady named Ling Moyun in the corner also glanced at Ling Feng curiously before moving away…
Ling Feng naturally heard the discussions in the arena and felt extremely helpless. He didn't expect his cheap father to actually have such a move.
Ling Feng took a deep breath and ignored the doubts around him. He placed his hand on the astrolabe and green light surged rapidly. One, two, three, four, they were formed almost instantly, causing the people below to be amazed.
"Four already, so fast."
"Yes, I am!"
The big shots on the high platform were also looking at this scene with slight anticipation. It seemed that they could not sit still, and the aloof girl by the side of the stage looked over again.
And the number of stars was still increasing. Five!
The moment the fifth star appeared, many people below the stage became excited. This was the highest number at the moment. Even the young girl from before did not have such a shocking number. However, the number of stars continued to increase…
"Look, there's also…"
"No way. Could there be a six-star? It can't be that terrifying, right?"
"The son of the chief is actually so powerful?”
At the center of the green astrolabe, five stars were shining brightly, while the sixth star was struggling. It was sometimes dark and sometimes bright, making people feel conflicted. After a long while, as if it had used up its last strength, the sixth star appeared on the astrolabe.
Dead silence. The entire arena fell into a deathly silence. For some reason, a six-star spirit wind could make the entire Spiritual Race foolish?
No one could guess what Ling Feng was thinking. They could only see the faces of the big shots reveal joy. The surrounding space seemed to suddenly have a weak fluctuation. Ling Feng looked at the high platform in confusion. His cheap father was looking at him with a proud face and said steadily,"Lingfeng, nine years old, sixth-grade bloodline, divine-grade!”
Divine-grade!
These four words caused the atmosphere to freeze once again. Ling Feng was also stunned. Wasn't it sixth grade?
Divine-grade was still far from it?
Suddenly, Ling Feng remembered that his bloodline could be purified before a certain age. In other words, he still had many years to improve his bloodline!
Hehe, Lingfeng couldn't help but laugh. He knew that the title of genius wasn't far from him!
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