Choice

Hearing Ye Qingxuan's question, Ye Yuhong gave him a surprised glance.

He had not expected this little fellow to be so thoughtful at such a young age.

However, Ye Yuhong had never intended to hide anything, so in response to Ye Qingxuan's question, he continued, "A Fortune Cultivator's lifespan will be ten times that of cultivators in the same realm!"

Hearing this, the expressions of the two beside Ye Qingxuan shifted. Their mouths fell slightly open, and they were just short of agreeing outright to become Blessed Cultivators.

But Ye Yuhong changed the subject. "However, after becoming a Blessed Cultivator, your Cultivation Speed will drop by a hundredfold! Moreover, you must endure the loneliness of sitting in one place, unable to venture far from the Blessed Land. At the very least, low-grade Blessed Cultivators cannot leave the Blessed Land."

Upon hearing of such restrictions, Ye Qingbi and Ye Qinghe, who had nearly agreed, immediately fell silent and became turtles hiding in their shells.

This condition held even less appeal for Ye Qingxuan.

"Still, after becoming a Blessed Cultivator, you can slowly increase your own Spirit Root. It is just that the process is somewhat slow. Merely adding a Dual Element Spiritual Root requires thousands of years! The more Spirit Roots you have, the longer it will take!"

Upon hearing that final point, Ye Qingxuan's eyes instantly lit up. Yet he did not agree at the first time, instead weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

After explaining the advantages and disadvantages of Blessed Cultivators, Ye Yuhong looked at the three of them with a faint smile. "I have said everything that needs to be said. Think it over carefully yourselves. The family will not force you. Once you become Blessed Cultivators, there will be no room for regret."

At this point, Ye Qingbi and Ye Qinghe had long since lost any desire to become Blessed Cultivators. The two hurriedly shook their heads and chose to refuse.

Seeing this, Ye Yuhong could only shift his gaze to Ye Qingxuan.

Ye Qingxuan, who had been deep in thought, suddenly met Ye Yuhong's gaze. His eyes wavered uncertainly before he asked, "Patriarch, what realm must a Blessed Cultivator reach before they can leave the Blessed Land?"

Hearing Ye Qingxuan's words, Ye Yuhong pondered for a moment before slowly saying, "According to the information given by Xuantian Sect, a Blessed Cultivator must cultivate to at least the Void Glimpse Realm before leaving the range of the Blessed Land. But among the Blessed Cultivators Xuantian Sect has publicly revealed, the strongest is only at the Nascent Soul Realm!"

"Void Glimpse Realm?"

Ye Qingxuan murmured softly. Then, at last, he made up his mind and said firmly to Ye Yuhong, "Patriarch, I am willing to become a Blessed Cultivator!"

Although he possessed Eternal Lifespan, he only had a Single Element Spiritual Root. Not only was his Cultivation Speed far too slow, but who knew whether a Single Element Spiritual Root had some limit to cultivation?

Becoming a Blessed Cultivator could increase his Spirit Root. This was the only method he currently knew of that could change his aptitude, and he could not let it slip away lightly.

Furthermore, he had an Eternal Turtle Clone in his mind. He did not know whether, when the time came, he could use the Eternal Turtle in his stead to contract the spirit land and bear the restrictions of the Blessed Land.

There was also the bead in his mind that had remained motionless all this time. When he had first heard the words "Blessed Land," it had suddenly trembled.

This ancestral bead had crossed over alongside him. It was certainly no mortal thing. Since it had suddenly trembled, perhaps the Blessed Land had some connection to the bead.

After weighing all these considerations, coupled with the Eternal Turtle Clone and this Mysterious Bead as his trump cards, Ye Qingxuan decided to take a gamble. How could the cultivation path ever be smooth sailing? If one wanted to gain something, one naturally had to bear a certain amount of risk.

If all else failed, he refused to believe that more than three thousand years would not be enough for him to break through a single realm.

When the time came, he could find an opportunity to cultivate a clone cultivation method. He could simply lie low in Xuantian Sect until the heavens grew old and the earth decayed.

Upon hearing Ye Qingxuan agree, Ye Yuhong first indicated for Ye Qingbi and Ye Qinghe to leave.

After the two had left the Great Hall, Ye Yuhong could not help but say, "Have you truly thought it through? After becoming a Blessed Cultivator, the Blessed Land's resources will not belong to you alone. Xuantian Sect's Blessed Cultivator disciples must complete a certain amount of planting missions every year. After completing the planting missions, the additional resources cultivated in the Blessed Land will belong to you. But the Blessed Cultivator quota was obtained through the Ancestor and the family. Thus, of these additionally cultivated resources, the Ancestor will take thirty percent, and the family will take thirty percent. Only the remaining forty percent will be yours. A contract must be signed for this when the time comes. And the desolation of sitting in one place... have you truly prepared yourself for it?"

After speaking, Ye Yuhong looked deeply at Ye Qingxuan.

He knew that quite a few Blessed Cultivators in Xuantian Sect had not lived out their natural lifespans, but had instead died from mental collapse.

Not everyone could endure those days when no hope could be seen.

Thus, the Blessed Cultivator quota could be said to be precious, yet it could also be said not to be precious. It mainly depended on the Blessed Cultivator himself.

This was also the true reason why the Ye Family Old Ancestor, relying on his Nascent Soul cultivation, had been able to obtain a Blessed Cultivator quota.

A First-tier Blessed Land could not bring much in the way of resources to the family. He did not believe Ye Qingxuan could develop the Blessed Land and advance it into a Second-tier Blessed Land.

The Ye Family was not lacking that little bit of resources. There was no need to let a clan member embark upon a road of no return for it, so he did not care greatly about the Blessed Cultivator quota.

Even if no one was willing to become a Blessed Cultivator, there was no harm in that.

Yet he had not expected that, after hearing him out, Ye Qingxuan would still choose to agree.

Faced with Ye Yuhong's repeated confirmation, Ye Qingxuan gave him a grateful look.

He was not foolish. He knew Ye Yuhong was trying to dissuade him, but the advantages after becoming a Blessed Cultivator were enough for him to take the risk. After all, he was not without anything to rely on.

Moreover, he had sufficient confidence in developing the Blessed Land. Perhaps when the time came, the Blessed Land could lend him a helping hand.

After Ye Qingxuan made up his mind, he already had a plan in his heart. His gaze firm, he said, "Patriarch, I have made up my mind. I am willing to become a Blessed Cultivator, but can the clan provide me with a little support when the time comes?"

Seeing Ye Qingxuan like this and knowing he had made up his mind, Ye Yuhong said no more and directly asked, "What support do you want from the family?"

Ye Qingxuan had long since made his decision. He did not use this chance to make an outrageous demand, instead saying, "I want all of the family's Spirit Herb Seeds and Alchemy Inheritance."

Spirit Herb Seeds were not precious. What was truly difficult was cultivating the spirit herbs and accumulating a certain amount of medicinal power.

What was truly precious was the Alchemy Inheritance, but it would not cause the family any substantive loss.

Hearing what Ye Qingxuan wanted, Ye Yuhong gave him a deep look. After pondering for a moment, he said, "It seems you truly have a plan. Since that is the case, I will no longer try to dissuade you. I will make the decision on the things you want. I will give you one set of Spirit Herb Seeds from every category, as well as one copy of the clan's Alchemy Inheritance. In addition, the clan will give you Thirty Thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones as your starting capital in Xuantian Sect. Ye Qingxuan, do not disappoint me. I hope you can bring me a pleasant surprise in the future."

Seeing that the Patriarch had not only agreed to his conditions but had additionally given him Thirty Thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones, Ye Qingxuan was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Rest assured, Patriarch. Qingxuan will absolutely not disappoint you! It is only that, before leaving, I would like to return and see my parents."

Ye Yuhong nodded and said, "Since that is the case, I will give you Three Days Time. I will have Yong Lun escort you back. Three days later, I will personally take you to Xuantian Sect. You may leave now!"

"Yes, thank you, Patriarch!"

Having received the answer he wanted, Ye Qingxuan turned and left the Great Hall. Before leaving, he silently muttered in his heart, "Eternal Turtle Clone, and the Mysterious Bead that crossed over with me, do not disappoint me!"

On the other side, Ye Yuhong watched Ye Qingxuan's departing back and murmured, "So young, yet about to sit in one place forever. I only hope you do not regret it, kid."

Then he shook his head with a self-mocking smile. For a moment, he had actually placed his hopes of breaking the deadlock on a clan member who had not even begun cultivating?

The Ye Family's development had now reached an impasse.

Xuantian Sect had established rules to protect numerous factions, allowing many powers to continue their inheritance for a long time.

However, this also restricted the development of many factions.

After a long period of exploration and development, the resources within the Ye Family Territory had already been exploited to the utmost.

Under sustainable development, the resource points within the territory could only allow the Ye Family to maintain its current scale. They could not continue expanding.

The resources obtained from outside the territory were even more a drop in the bucket.

This was because the resources outside the territories of the Major Powers all belonged to Xuantian Sect. Xuantian Sect would not interfere with scattered gathering.

But if anyone dared to claim land outside their territory, they would have to see whether their bones were hard enough.

Unless the Ye Family nurtured a Nascent Soul Cultivator of its own and advanced into a Nascent Soul Power, it could gain the right to expand its sphere of influence.

But without sufficient resources, the difficulty of nurturing a Nascent Soul Cultivator would greatly increase.

They could not possibly keep exceptionally talented clan members behind and delay their futures, could they?

What the family needed were cultivators loyal to the family, not cultivators who harbored resentment toward it.

Besides, naturally advancing into a Nascent Soul Power was better than forcing growth by pulling up seedlings to help them grow.

Under Xuantian Sect's rules, the Ye Family was not yet in such a crisis that it had to stake everything on one desperate gamble.

In the end, unable to think of an effective solution, Ye Yuhong rubbed his aching head and then left the Great Hall as well.