Just as expected!
A quarter of an hour after Cheng Huixiang had begun her cultivation—
"Buzz!"
On the western side of the rear courtyard, a similar yet slightly dimmer crimson radiance suddenly flared to life.
Sitting cross-legged there was a girl who looked fifteen or sixteen. She wore a pale green dress, and a faint glow shimmered across her brow.
As the crimson radiance bloomed, an aura sharing the same origin as Cheng Buzheng's, though far weaker, spread outward.
"Oh?" Cheng Ping'an's eyes lit up.
"It's that child Wenxuan."
Cheng Buzheng's Divine Sense swept over her, and he instantly understood the girl's identity—
Cheng Wenxuan, a descendant of the "Wen" generation, possessed Four Spiritual Roots. Her aptitude was not particularly remarkable among the family's younger generation.
By seniority, four generations of blood separated her from Cheng Huixiang.
"To have cultivated it in such a short time, it seems Wenxuan has some talent in sensing the divine soul."
Cheng Buzheng commented softly.
Cheng Ping'an nodded.
"Father, your eye is keen.
Although Wenxuan's spiritual roots are ordinary, her divine soul has been stronger than those of her peers since childhood. She also has considerable comprehension in the paths of formations and Talismans."
As the two spoke—
The crimson radiance around Cheng Wenxuan began to recede.
The girl opened her eyes, an incredulous delight appearing on her face.
Clearly, she had never expected to master such a profound divine ability so quickly.
With Cheng Huixiang and Cheng Wenxuan setting precedents, the other young descendants in the rear courtyard seemed to be inspired.
The bloodline fluctuations in the air grew increasingly active, as though they had formed a special "field."
Very soon!
Phenomena began to emerge one after another throughout the rear courtyard, like bamboo shoots springing up after rain.
Half an hour later...