"Um?"
Chen Qingyan changed slightly, and she quickly grabbed her daughter's small hand, a wisp of life force surging within her.
After a moment, she was moved and exclaimed in surprise, "The increase in Blood Qi is so significant that it cannot be achieved by the Blood Fruit alone!"
Jiang Ping's eyes flashed with Rules patterns as he stared at the flesh beneath his youngest daughter's skin, raising an eyebrow and saying:
"Hmm, I'm almost at the limit to become Blood-Qi Martial Artist."
"What?!"
Jiang Yirou was the most surprised.
It should be noted that Lin Shuang herself began her Martial Dao journey at the age of thirteen, which was already considered extraordinary, as she started two or three years earlier than the average person.
Her younger sister is only eleven years old, not even twelve!
Doesn't that mean...?
Jiang Ping shook his head slightly and said, "Starting martial arts training early doesn't necessarily mean you have good talent. The resources Yao'er has consumed in laying the foundation over the past few years are more than the combined resources of ten Martial Saint Lineage. It's reasonable that she became Martial Artist a few years ahead of schedule."
"But Father, everyone who can start practicing martial arts several years early, regardless of their background, is exceptionally talented."
Jiang Yirou retorted.
She was involved in the circle of geniuses and knew the most about nurturing them. She had heard of which families in Tianluo Region had cultivated outstanding talents.
"Hmm, their talent is definitely not bad, but whether they are Unrivaled genius remains to be seen."
"Father, don't judge things by your standards. As long as it can become Dao Seed, that's a tremendous joy."
Jiang Yirou pouted. With her father's standards, only a monster like Ji Wushuang could pass the exam, but how many people in the world could actually do that?
With the potential to Dao Seed, and with her Old Father's support, my sister might just become an Unrivaled true saint in the future.
"That's quite a dream."
Jiang Ping shrugged.
He certainly hoped his daughter would succeed, but he didn't want to flatter her too much. He said to Jiang Yao:
"Be humble and avoid being arrogant and impetuous. Don't be like your sister, flaunting your wealth and being overly high-profile."
"Um."
Jiang Yao nodded gently, looking at him without any joy or sorrow.
"If Yao'er displays extraordinary talent, should we keep it a secret?"
At this moment, Chen Qingyan frowned and said that she was afraid of being too high-profile and attracting attention.
"No need!"
Jiang Ping thought for a moment and said, "If Ayao has the potential of a young Dao Seed, then let her show it to the fullest."
Now that things have come to this, he feels he can finally provide for his children and doesn't have to live a life of constant fear and humility.
"Of course."
Jiang Ping changed the subject, chuckling lightly, "If it's too much, we still have to leave some room for ourselves."
"Father, you're not going to stick to this path of survival forever, are you?"
Jiang Yirou eyes widened, then she received a chop to the forehead, the pain almost bringing tears to her eyes.
I really want to start learning martial arts sooner.
Jiang Hao looked at his younger sister with considerable envy.
He has only been fully recovered for a little over a year, so it's too early for him to practice martial arts. He's currently building a foundation through medicinal baths.
"No rush, you two are certainly talented."
Chen Qingyan were filled with a smile.
A son and a daughter, one who heals himself, and the other who started practicing martial arts years in advance, are both destined for great things in the future.
"By the time your father returns, I hope you will have become Martial Artist."
Jiang Ping patted his son on the shoulder.
Jiang Hao paused, and couldn't help but say:
"Father, my sister is about to become Martial Artist. Won't you stay a little longer to test her talent?"
No, thank you.
Jiang Ping waved his hand, though his youngest daughter had given the whole family an unexpected surprise, the itinerary was already set and he didn't want to change it.
Two days later.
Jiang Yao was still a little short of becoming a Qi Blood-Qi Martial Artist, while Jiang Ping decided to leave without further delay.
"Father, bring back some local specialties, like miraculous herbs and elixirs that can enhance one's talents."
Jiang Yirou said excitedly, "I'm really looking forward to it."
My father is going to Brilliant Land this time. Legend has it that the land is vast, rich in resources, and extremely abundant.
Go home early.
Chen Qingyan didn't say much, only hoping that her husband would return soon.
Jiang Ping nodded gently, then pulled his wife aside and whispered, "I will eliminate the external threats. You just stay home and focus on your cultivation, and take good care of our three children."
"I've heard there are even more geniuses on the Brilliant Continent, and there are definitely those stronger than you. Be cautious in everything you do."
Jiang Siqi and others also came to see them off.
The journey to the magnificent land is long, and it will probably be a long time before I return.
"They're gone."
Jiang Ping waved his hand, then soared into the sky.
Three days later.
Tianlang Sea Area.
This region is vast, surpassing even the Zhouguang Domain in size. Moreover, it is more glorious in this era, with two robust True Saints reigning supreme, and no one dares to stain its borders with blood.
To the northwest of the sea, a huge island sits in this location.
In the center of the island, a magnificent city rises from the ground. The city is bustling with activity, with people coming and going. It is exceptionally prosperous, and the quality of the Martial Artist is extremely high. If you throw a stone into the street, Thirty percent chance that it will hit a martial saint.
This demonstrates the city's immense value; it is undoubtedly the central city of the island.
At this moment, the place is as bustling as ever.
However, the next moment...
A giant finger appeared out of nowhere in the sky above the great city.
The finger was thousands of feet high, extremely magnificent and majestic. It stirred up the great forces, tore through the thick clouds, and appeared suddenly.
Immediately afterward, just as some Martial Artist began to realize what was happening, this earth-shattering finger strike swiftly descended, and in an instant, the world changed color.
"Court death!!"
In that instant, a powerful figure in the city reacted and responded in the blink of an eye, unleashing a world-shaking sword strike.
BOOM!!!
The Sword Light and the giant finger clashed in mid-air, instantly creating an earth-shattering explosion.
A clearly visible shockwave spread in all directions, like a tsunami crashing against the shore, causing the sky and water to collapse.
The aftershocks spread for thousands of miles, instantly shattering towering buildings into dust, causing distant mountain peaks to collapse, and the dust that rose up almost obscured the entire city.
A being standing high in the Spirit Wander Seventh Heaven, didn't even have time to scream before he exploded like paper, showering the sky with Golden Rain.
The crowd watched this scene in horror, a chill running from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.
If this city hadn't been protected by a Peak expert, that single finger strike would have reduced the entire city to ashes.
"Spirit Wander Realm, Ninth Heaven!!!"
A Martial Artist Spirit Wander Eighth Heaven spoke with absolute certainty, his expression extremely solemn.
A powerful expert at the Peak of the Divine Realm intends to make a move against this city.
No!
More precisely, that finger pointed directly at the most magnificent mansion in the city center.
"The Gai Clan? This person attacked the Gai Clan?"
Many people were surprised and shocked.
With no true saint appearing in this world, who would dare to cause trouble for the Gai Clan?
This clan is glorious, owning half of the island's territory. They have two Peak Nine Heavens, one of whom is Peerless Prodigy, Peerless Dao Seed, a legend among legends, with few rivals among his Peers.
"You coward! Hiding your head and tail, do you dare to fight me head-on?"
In mid-air, an old man appeared by Instantaneous Movement, his body radiating Dao Light and intertwined with laws.
Upon reaching the Nine Heavens, Form and Spirit Unite, Palm Control over a portion of the Rules and authority, making one Unrivaled and supreme power.
The principles of the elders spread outwards, and the Dao Light expanded infinitely.
"Um?"
He was somewhat surprised; despite both being in the same realm, he couldn't find a trace of the other.
"Could it be Void- type artifact?"
The old man raised an eyebrow slightly, and just as he was about to make a move, the sky suddenly darkened again.
A gigantic finger stretches across the sky, majestic and imposing, stirring up the winds and clouds once more.