Testing Innate Constitution

"We pay our respects to the Sword God!"

At Sword Peak, the chieftains and high priests of various Human Race bowed respectfully as they looked at the young man who seemed like a god incarnate.

No need for formalities.

Xiao Chen opened his eyes and slowly scanned everyone present, then said calmly.

"Thank you, Sword God."

After they finished speaking, everyone lowered their heads and bowed, none daring to look directly at the terrifying figure before them.

Xiao Chen turned his gaze to the high priest of the Wolf Fang Tribe and asked, "Have all the Human Race leaders under that wolf demon's command arrived?"

The high priest respectfully reported, "Reporting to the Sword God, apart from a dozen or so tribes, the leaders of the other tribes have all arrived. Each of them has brought a dozen or so young men to my Wolf Fang Tribe —oh, no, now the Famous Sword Holy Land."

Xiao Chen said calmly, "Since everyone is almost here, I'll announce a few things."

First, the Wolf Fang Tribe is renamed the Famous Sword Holy Land. Any Human Race can come to the Famous Sword Holy Land to study. As long as their aptitude and bloodline pass my test, they can become my disciple regardless of their previous status.

Secondly, from this day forward, Human Race who become my disciples must not kill one another, nor offer their people to demons. If such acts are discovered, I will personally suppress them. Do you all understand?

"We will obey the Sword God God's decree."

Everyone said in unison.

Xiao Chen added, "Oh, right, there's something I forgot to tell you all. I'm not a Sword God. If you want to address me, call me the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Swords, or simply the Sword Ancestor."

After exchanging glances, the group said, "We pay our respects to the Sword Ancestor."

Xiao Chen: "Alright, gather all the young people under your tutelage. I will examine their bloodlines and aptitudes one by one. Even if they cannot study under me, I will still teach them the corresponding cultivation methods."

Such a good thing?

Everyone present stared wide-eyed at the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Swords before them. In their minds, every powerful being was extremely rigorous in imparting their cultivation methods.

Xiao Chen took in everyone's reactions and said with a smile, "My master once said that he came here to educate the Human Race, so that the Human Race would no longer be oppressed by the other races, and one day the Human Race could stand tall in this world. Therefore, I will naturally not be stingy with my cultivation methods."

If any of your descendants possess extraordinary talent, I can guide them and send them to my master's tutelage to cultivate the path to immortality. It's not impossible that one day they might become a Saint, what you call Shaman God."

These words exploded in everyone's minds like Jinglei from a clear sky.

Even the high priest of the Famous Sword Holy Land couldn't help but ask, "Sword Ancestor, are you lying to us?"

Xiao Chen smiled and said, "If I wanted to deceive you, why would I go to such lengths?"

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces immediately showed a look of sudden realization. They also realized that the person in front of them was an unparalleled being, and there was no need for him to tease them, these small fry.

Do you have any other questions?

Xiao Chen was unusually patient today, his gaze sweeping over everyone present once more.

"That's all. We'll bring all the disciples from our clan over right away."

After everyone finished speaking, they all left, leaving only the high priest of the Famous Sword Holy Land behind.

Half an hour later, a long queue formed at the foot of Sword Peak. All the younger Human Race from the Famous Sword Holy Land had gathered here. Among them were the clan chief's grandson and slaves brought from other tribes.

At first, the people of the Famous Sword Holy Land were unwilling to give these slaves the opportunity to cultivate, but the clan chief rejected all of them. He summoned all the slaves, gave a speech, and promised them that as long as they could become disciples of the Sword Ancestor, they and their families would be granted freedom.

Upon hearing the word "freedom," the slaves' eyes lit up with hope, and as a result, the Human Race who came to seek apprenticeship from the Famous Sword Holy Land this time reached as many as a thousand.

Xiao Chen sat atop the Sword Peak. He took out a test bead for assessing innate talent from his storage ring and handed it to the high priest beside him, saying, "You will preside over the first round of tests. Everyone who comes to participate in the assessment can inject their blood energy into it. If the blood energy emits light, they have passed the assessment."

"Promise."

The high priest responded and then asked, "What if someone hasn't cultivated their blood energy?"

Xiao Chen said, "Then let them drip a drop of blood on it. Those who glow will pass the test. Also, make a statistic about these glowing youths; the brighter the light, the better their talent."

This precious pearl is a spiritual treasure they brought from the Holy Institute; it can measure the innate qualities and bloodlines of all things.

The High Priest had never heard of such a wondrous treasure before, and his reverence for the Sword Ancestor grew even stronger. He truly wondered who the Sword Ancestor's master was. "This humble old man will obey the Sword Ancestor's orders."

After saying that, he carefully carried the precious pearl down the mountain. Xiao Chen's divine sense followed the high priest to test his character. If the high priest was up to no good, then he had no reason to exist.

The high priest soon appeared at the foot of Sword Peak, placed the orb on a large rock, and began to announce the rules of the test.

After hearing the rules of the test, everyone present cast curious glances at the precious pearl.

The first to step forward for testing was Lang Xiao, the patriarch of the Famous Sword Holy Land Clan. He took a deep breath and walked towards the pearl, injecting his blood energy into it. Soon, the pearl emitted a golden light that was more than seven feet long.

Everyone present was deeply attracted by the Dao Light; they had never seen anything like it before, and their curiosity about the sphere of light grew even stronger.

Xiao Chen nodded in satisfaction upon seeing the light. This golden light indicated that the young man possessed a metal-type bone structure and bloodline. The seven-foot radiance qualified him to enter the Dao-Seeking Academy in the Profound Continent for cultivation. It was truly remarkable that such a genius could emerge from a tribe of ten thousand people.

Upon seeing the light, the clan chief's face lit up with excitement, and he shouted, "My grandson shows the potential to become that great master's disciple!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present snapped out of their daze. The high priest coughed a few times and said, "Cough, cough, Lang Xiao, go wait over there, next one."

"Yes."

Lang Xiao left, satisfied.

Following this, the youths from the Famous Sword Holy Land were tested one by one. After hundreds of people had been tested, everyone discovered the extraordinary nature of the pearl. It could not only test one's physical constitution and bloodline, but also reveal the strength of those constitution and bloodline.

An hour later, it was finally the turn of the slave boy from the Famous Sword Holy Land to be tested. Er Gouzi and his parents had no names, only a title, and they had never cultivated.

He looked at the precious pearl not far away, and walked over nervously. When he got closer, he respectfully bowed to the high priest.

"Er Gouzi pays his respects to the High Priest."

"Little one, no need for such formalities. You haven't practiced cultivation, have you?"

The high priest asked kindly, "Today's matter is the first task given to me by the Sword Ancestor. I must complete it perfectly so that I can establish myself in the Famous Sword Holy Land."

Er Gouzi replied nervously, "High Priest Er Gouzi has never cultivated."

The high priest, noticing his unease, smiled and handed him a dagger, "Since you have no prior cultivation experience, cut your finger and let a drop of blood fall onto this precious pearl; then you can participate in the test."

"Thank you, High Priest."

Er Gouzi never expected that the usually aloof high priest would be such a kind and approachable old man. He respectfully accepted the dagger, made a cut on his little finger, and dripped a drop of blood onto the pearl.

The next second, a dazzling purple light emanated from the pearl, reaching a height of nine feet, stunning everyone present!

At this moment, everyone had only one thought in their minds: How could this be? He was clearly just a slave!