Early in the morning, the sunlight that wasn't too dazzling shone through the window and scattered into Ling Feng's small house, giving it a beautiful golden coat.
"Qing-er!" Ling Feng intentionally dragged out his voice and called out the name of the so-called 'personal' handmaiden that his father had arranged for him.
" You're here, Young Master." A shy and gentle voice came from outside the door. Then, a woman in a green shirt 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 typical oval face, but the most special thing about her was her temperament, which was like a willow tree. She looked like 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. 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.
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 and was perfected by generations of experts over hundreds of years. It was now equivalent to a country. Ling Feng did not know the exact size of it.
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. Even if it did not mutate, the cultivation 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 something that could be said for nothing!
Stretching his back, Ling Feng washed up and changed under the service of his maid Qing 'er. After everything was prepared, he pushed open the door. The sudden bright light made Ling Feng 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 stood straight. His hair was tied up into a bun that reached his shoulders. His skin was fair and tender, and he had a handsome and youthful face. His pitch-black eyes had a maturity that she could not understand. Under the sunlight, he appeared particularly attractive. What an elegant young man!
After leaving his courtyard, Ling Feng walked towards the square in an unhurried manner. He had already become a Dou Zhe two months ago and was now nine years old. He had already advanced to a two star Dou Zhe. He circulated the Dou Qi in his body and punched out with his fists, bringing forth waves of fist wind. Ling Feng 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 like Foundation Elixir, even if the medicinal liquid was mild. In the original novel, Xiao Yan practiced Dou Qi at the age of four and became a Dou Zhe at the age of eleven. It was because his soul was stronger than his peers after he transmigrated that he was known as a genius! It was obviously unreasonable for Xun Er, who possessed the bloodline of the ancient race, to only have 9 Duan Qi at the age of 14. Nalan Yanran, who was the same age as her and Ling Feng, was a three star Dou Zhe when she first arrived at the Xiao family. From this deduction, Xun Er should be a Dou Zhe between twelve and thirteen. 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.
As for the powerful man that his father had mentioned, Ling Feng felt that it was unbelievable. He thought about Huaxia, the Three Pure Ones, Nüwa, and Hongjun, the Ancestor of Dao. These were the existences that could destroy the world. It was said that Earth was just a poor place that they had opened up. In comparison, he felt that this powerful man was nothing. When he thought about his father's worshipful expression at that time, Ling Feng despised him. Little did they know that at that time, everyone was shocked. In short, to Ling Feng, he just had to do what he had to do and cultivate honestly. If he wanted to do more harm to his body, it would be fine.
Unknowingly, Ling Feng had already reached his destination. The square was a thousand zhang wide. Looking down, one couldn't see to the end. Even from a great distance, Ling Feng could see countless blurry black dots."You're here so early!" Ling Feng muttered.
He couldn't stop. The target was in the middle of the square! After spending a long time, Ling Feng finally walked into the crowd. Looking at the crowd in the surroundings, Ling Feng felt somewhat troubled. He didn't know any of these people. After he recovered, he had been cultivating in his courtyard. To a modern person, cultivation was a very interesting thing. At least, he wouldn't get bored of it for a short period of time. Noticing that the gazes of the surrounding people were fixed on him with a rather peculiar expression, Ling Feng hurriedly walked towards the corner where the crowd was bustling. At the corner, Ling Feng discovered that he wasn't the only one there. There were also quite a number of people sitting on the ground with their legs spread open, lifting up the hem of their clothes. Ling Feng also imitated the sitting posture, quietly waiting for the others to arrive.
What had caused the entire Spiritual Race to move?
Bloodline test!
What was the most important thing in the Gu clan? The Dou Di bloodline!
The aboriginals didn't care about status and position! Strength reigned supreme, bloodline reigned supreme!
This time, Ling Feng was also looking forward to it. Ling Feng would not look down on the so-called bloodline. This was a treasure! Before becoming a Dou Zhe, Xiao Yan could rely on his soul to suppress Xun Er by a step. Before becoming a Dou Sheng, one's bloodline was king. Even though Xiao Yan had the 'Heavenly Flame Fusion' BUG, his strength was still inferior to Xun Er's.
He had asked his cheap father, and his bloodline density was at the peak of the Eighth Stage!
Therefore, Ling Feng wasn't worried that his bloodline wasn't up to standard.
A quarter of an hour later, a bell rang out from somewhere, and the entire square fell silent. The faces of the young men and women on the field were all red, as if they were ready to amaze the world with a single brilliant feat. Ling Feng turned his gaze towards the high platform. A few chairs flew over from all directions and were arranged on the high platform. The space behind the chairs broke open one after another, and all the big shots had arrived. In the middle was Ling Feng's father, Ling Luo, the leader of the Ling Race. He was as majestic as ever. The disciples of the Spiritual Race below the stage were also looking at the stage in awe. Ling Feng swept his gaze over with the corner of his eyes and immediately brightened up. He never thought that Elder Hong would be here as well. This old man was truly impressive. Although Ling Feng always called him old man, it was only in his heart. This old man was the only Grade Nine Alchemist in the Spiritual Race! His strength was also at the level of a Half-Saint. Half-Saint, Ninth Grade. Ling Feng could only sigh at the realm now! Seemingly sensing Ling Feng's gaze, Elder Hong stroked his beard and smiled at him. Ling Feng also smiled back. This scene was also seen by many people, and their eyes were instantly filled with shock. Who was this person on the high platform? Other than the older generation who were in seclusion, the few people with the highest status in the clan
Of course, this was just a small interlude. Ling Luo had already begun speaking on the high platform.
"My Ling clan was created by the Great Emperor, the Spirit Emperor, a few hundred years ago. After that, the second generation of the Ling clan was succeeded by the clan leader. The second generation of the clan leader was at the peak of the nine star Dou Sheng class. He was a peak expert of the current era and was not someone that others could match.
"I hereby announce that the bloodline test has officially begun!”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, Ling Mo." A youth in the arena heard his name and ran out in a panic. His face was obviously nervous. Ling Luo waved his embroidered robe on the high platform, and a three-meter-long astrolabe appeared.
"Don't be nervous. Just put your hand on it!”Hearing Ling Luo's seemingly comforting tone, Ling Feng chuckled. He knew that his cheap dad didn't want to come. Most of the Saint level experts in the clan were cultivating in seclusion, so no one was willing to come. Moreover, this was the first bloodline test, so his cheap dad had no choice but to come.
The young man in the arena raised his trembling hand and placed it on the astrolabe. After a while, a ticking sound rang out, and one, two, three stars appeared. At this moment, the big shots also turned their gazes over. After a long time, there were no more stars. The big shot announced regretfully,"
"Ling Mo, third-grade bloodline!" When the young man heard this, he was slightly excited and retreated back into the crowd. Many people in the surroundings looked at him with envious expressions. Ling Feng pursed his lips. 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, spiritual luck."
"Two stars!"
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"Next, Ling Yun 'er called out again. For some reason, a wave of exclamations sounded in his ears. Ling Feng looked over curiously, and his breathing stopped.
What kind of face was this? Her skin reflected the snow, her two shallow willow eyebrows, her ruby-like small breasts, her cute nose, and her white silk dress matched her cold temperament. Although small, it was a beauty that could topple a country.
Ling Feng looked at her as she calmly placed her hands on the plate. Very quickly, one, two, four, and the breathing of the crowd quickened as another appeared," Five stars!”Someone shouted, and suddenly, the fifth bead disappeared. After a while, the big shots on the stage announced in an appreciative tone,"Ling Yun 'er, peak fourth rank bloodline!”
Amidst the exclamations, the young girl retreated to another corner and closed her eyes to take a nap.
"Next, Ling Feng!" Ling Feng tidied up his clothes and walked towards the astrolabe at a moderate pace. His outstanding appearance caused many young ladies present to blush in embarrassment.
"If you don't have five-stars, don't test it next time!" The voice that came from the high platform caused Ling Feng to be stunned. He immediately replied,"Yes, Father."
"Father!" With these two words, even on a serious occasion like the bloodline test, the audience couldn't stop the discussion from sounding out.
"Ling Feng, the son of the clan leader!"
"This is Lingfeng. Isn't he weak and sickly?”
"Even if he is the son of the clan leader, five-star is not that simple. Hehe."
"There's going to be a good show. It won't look good if the son of the patriarch is too low!”
Ling Feng had also heard the discussions in the arena. He felt a little helpless. He hadn't expected such a thing to happen.
Ignoring the noise around him, Ling Feng placed his hand on the astrolabe. One, two, three, four.
"Four already, so fast!"
"Yes, I am!"
The big shots on the high platform also looked at this scene with joy. Even the aloof girl on the side of the stage looked over.
The number of stars was still increasing. Five stars! This time, the audience was in an uproar. Star count, continue.
"Look, there's more."
"It can't be a six-star, right? It's too terrifying!"
"As expected of the son of the patriarch!"
In the astrolabe, the sixth star was condensing. It was sometimes bright and sometimes dark. Finally, the sixth star appeared on the astrolabe!
The big shots present could no longer sit still. The surrounding space suddenly fluctuated. Ling Feng looked at the high platform. His father looked at him proudly and said,"Lingfeng, sixth-grade bloodline, divine-grade!”
Divine-grade! These four words caused the entire place to explode like a pot. Ling Feng was also stunned. Wasn't it a sixth grade? Divine-grade was still far from it! Suddenly, Ling Feng thought of something. Bloodlines could be purified before a certain age! Thinking of this, Ling Feng couldn't help but smile. He knew that the name of a genius wasn't far away!
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