Pagoda Ancient Clan, Nine Divine Veins

Endless majestic mountain ranges connected continuously.

Among the overlapping peaks, towering rows of massive black pagodas stood like a forest, as if extending into the infinite distance.

Amidst the pagoda clusters, countless ancient palaces were dotted and interspersed.

The entire heaven and earth permeated an ancient and vicissitudinous aura.

The Great Thousand World, the Pagoda Ancient Clan.

In the center of an exceptionally spacious grand hall stood a huge stone stele.

The stone stele faintly emitted a dark-red luster, its surface covered in ancient patterns.

It both radiated profound fluctuations and continuously flashed with spiritual light of varying strength.

This stone stele was named the Spirit Vein Stele, capable of observing the spiritual veins of all Pagoda Clan members with the Pagoda bloodline.

Whenever a clan member was born and their spiritual veins manifested, the Spirit Vein Stele would generate a response, bursting forth with different spiritual light as a prompt.

Sitting cross-legged around the stone stele were over a hundred figures, holding jade brushes in one hand and jade slips in the other, their gazes locked tightly onto the Spirit Vein Stele.

Merely from the strength of the spiritual light on the stele, they could distinguish the spiritual vein grades.

Ever since flourishing from ancient times, the Pagoda Ancient Clan's bloodline control had been strict, yet their population scale had already become extremely massive.

Countless infants were born every day, and their spiritual veins would all be detected by the Spirit Vein Stele.

Heaven-grade Spirit Veins meant exceptional cultivation talent; as long as they were carefully nurtured, they would definitely become elites in the clan in the future.

Therefore, infants possessing Heaven-grade Spirit Veins could enter the inner clan for cultivation, and their affiliated branch families would also receive resource rewards.

From this, one could see the profound foundation of the Pagoda Ancient Clan:

Changed to other powers, if a Heaven-grade Spirit Vein were detected, it would definitely be regarded as a future genius and nurtured with all their might.

However, to the Pagoda Ancient Clan, although heavenly veins were good, only divine veins were the absolute priority.

Although possessing a divine vein did not necessarily guarantee stepping into the Heavenly Sovereign Realm, the chance of success was incomparable to ordinary people.

The Spirit Vein Stele in the center of the grand hall suddenly shook.

The next moment, an indescribable pillar of spiritual light erupted like a volcanic eruption, abruptly blasting upwards from within the stele.

A spiritual energy storm instantly stirred within the grand hall, and quite a few people were caught off guard and directly blown away, leaving the hall in chaos.

The Spirit Vein Hall Master circulated spiritual energy to resist the impact of the spiritual light, yet he too stared dumbfounded at the pillar of light shooting into the sky.

Such intense spiritual light? Exactly what kind of spiritual vein has manifested? The hall master was immensely shocked.

The last time the Pagoda Ancient Clan's Spirit Vein Stele had such a commotion was back when Lady Qing Yanjing was born.

Her Eight Divine Veins had once shaken the entire clan.

Yet the scene before his eyes was even more terrifying than the Eight Divine Veins of back then.

Could it be the legendary Nine Divine Veins? At this thought, the hall master's scalp went numb, and his heart almost leaped out of his chest.

The Nine Divine Veins only existed in legends; looking across the history of the Pagoda Ancient Clan, the number of times they had appeared could be counted on one's fingers.

Amidst the shocked gazes of the hall master and everyone present, the spiritual light bursting from the Spirit Vein Stele violently shattered the hall dome and pierced straight into the sky.

This heaven-shaking commotion immediately attracted countless astonished gazes within the Pagoda Ancient Clan.

The space beside the Spirit Vein Hall Master suddenly distorted, and an aged figure slowly stepped out, locking his gaze dead onto the Spirit Vein Stele.

"Greetings, Great Elder!" The hall master instantly trembled all over at the sight of this white-haired and white-bearded elder, preparing to bow deeply.

The person before him was precisely the current supreme ruler of the Pagoda Ancient Clan: Great Elder Futu Xuan.

Within the Pagoda Ancient Clan, only the clan head and the Great Elder could bear the name of "Futu".

Over these years, the position of clan head had been vacant, leaving only the Great Elder and that young clan head who could use "Futu" as their surname.

Futu Xuan merely nodded slightly at the hall master, his eyes burning as they stared fixedly at the Spirit Vein Stele.

At this moment, the space within the grand hall distorted, and figures stepped out into empty air.

They were all elders of the clan, yet at this moment each of them revealed a shocked expression, staring intently at the monstrous spiritual light billowing from the Spirit Vein Stele.

"Great Elder, this is?" An elder asked in a low voice of astonishment.

Futu Xuan stared without blinking at the Spirit Vein Stele, nodding slowly after a long while: "These are the Nine Divine Veins!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the numerous elders present could not help but cause an immediate uproar inside the grand hall—the Nine Divine Veins!

How many years had it been since such divine veins last appeared in the Pagoda Ancient Clan?

Thinking back to when Qing Yanjing's Eight Divine Veins manifested, it had already astonished the world.

And she indeed displayed world-shaking talent later on.

Now, just how powerful should these even rarer Nine Divine Veins grow to be?

If they could be carefully nurtured, the Pagoda Ancient Clan would probably give birth to another Saint-grade Heavenly Sovereign, which was undoubtedly tremendous good news.

"I just wonder which branch these Nine Divine Veins originate from?" The elders' gazes flickered.

Among them, the elders of the Xuan Branch and the Mo Branch, the two factions with the strongest strength within the clan, had already secretly calculated:

If the master of the Nine Divine Veins was merely an ordinary clansman, they would immediately incorporate them into their own branch.

At worst, they would arrange for a direct-line blood relative to intermarry with them in the future.

They had already missed that "monster" of a young clan master.

No matter what, these Nine Divine Veins had to be controlled in their own hands.

The anomaly of the Spirit Vein Stele continued for a full stick of incense before gradually subsiding, but the uproar and chaos inside the grand hall still had not dissipated.

In the end, it was the grand elder Futu Xuan who took the lead in recovering his calm.

He glanced around at the crowd and said in a deep voice, "Immediately investigate thoroughly all bloodlines within the clan, and make sure to find the master of the Nine Divine Veins!"

"At that time, bring them into the inner clan, honor them as our clan's second sequence, and provide them with the highest standard of nurturing!"

"This old man knows you each have your own thoughts, but today I am making it clear here:"

"Whoever dares to obstruct this matter, regardless of which branch they belong to, this old man will definitely not spare them!"

As his deep shout fell, his seemingly hunched body suddenly erupted with a terrifying might.

Under this pressure, even the elders within the clan felt their hearts tremble and respectfully agreed in succession.

After subduing the crowd, Futu Xuan nodded and said, "All of you withdraw."

"The Spirit Road should also be ending, and the young clan master will be coming back soon."

"Yes!"

The Spirit Road was a special space opened up by the Five Great Academies using the divine artifact Realm of Judgment.

Within it, all things seemed illusory, yet they were no different from reality.

The use of spiritual energy was strictly prohibited inside the Spirit Road, which mainly tested a person's willpower and combat experience.

Only those with firm willpower and outstanding potential could walk to the end.

People with weak willpower who perished in the Spirit Road would truly die.

Meanwhile, those with tenacious willpower could regain new life even if they were killed.

However, given the heritage of the Pagoda Ancient Clan, these little tricks of the Five Great Academies were nothing more than a joke.

It was originally of no major consequence for the young clan master to go and temper himself in the Spirit Road.

Even if an accident truly happened, the clan had a way to preserve his life.

It was just that no one expected the young clan master to reap a heavenly fortuitous encounter during this trip to the Spirit Road.

The youth's figure was slender and well-proportioned, not appearing robust yet possessing perfect proportions.

A head of black hair fluttered behind his head, and his pale-gold eyes were crystal clear and translucent.

Having undergone the tempering of the Spirit Road, his originally delicate face had gradually shed its childishness, transforming toward a sharp and handsome look.

His steady temperament and upright figure complemented each other, so flawless it was breathtaking.

Nine ancient chaotic light patterns quietly emerged on the youth's body surface.

The abstruse patterns seemed to have been engraved in the deepest part of his flesh since birth, exuding the archaic charm of heaven and earth.

Futu Xuan could no longer maintain his usual calmness, his eyes filled with disbelief as he stared closely at the nine ancient light patterns.

He knew all too well what these light patterns represented.

That was precisely the legendary Nine Divine Veins!