Clan Child Detection

For the next ten days, Yang Guanfeng and Elder Yu would visit the forbidden area every night, channeling pure spiritual power to Chen Yang to aid his recovery.

After ten days, Chen Yang had regained his spirits, and his spiritual power was even more abundant than before.

"Old Ancestor, everyone has arrived at the entrance."

Seeing that the nurturing period was over, Yang Lingqing stood at the entrance and said.

"Mm, Lingqing, come with me."

"Yes."

The two leaped down the mountain together, landing on the Yang Family's inner courtyard plaza.

Yang Feiyun and Yang Xiaolei had already gathered people and were waiting. Upon seeing the two, they knelt in greeting.

Today was the day the Yang Family tested the children of their clan, and the entrance to the Yang Family courtyard was already crowded.

Adults led their children, over a hundred people in total.

The adults gazed at the tall Yang Family gates, their eyes filled mostly with nervousness.

The children following behind were more filled with excitement and anticipation.

"Steward, can my child really go to Mist Mountain and become an immortal?"

The middle-aged man at the very front of the line asked, bowing.

The Yang Family's Old Steward turned his head and smiled, "I can't say for sure about that. Our Master said it depends on immortal destiny."

"Immortal destiny! Right, it's immortal destiny!"

The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly. "My child has been lucky since he was young. He fell into a river at five and didn't drown. He got lost in the mountains for three days at eight and survived. This year he's exactly ten, and he was chased by two wolves during the beast tide, but he still managed to escape!"

"Pfft... Zhao Dapeng, your child isn't lucky, he's just incredibly unlucky."

"Hahahaha."

Laughter erupted from the crowd, easing the tense atmosphere considerably.

At this moment, Yang Feiyun also walked out.

After counting the numbers, he noticed an extra family of two.

"Huh? Why is there an extra child?"

Before the Old Steward could answer, a man from the crowd, holding his child, ran forward and knelt down with a thud.

"Patriarch! My daughter just turned fifteen five days ago. Please be merciful and let her try too! I beg you!"

His daughter also followed behind her father, kowtowing with loud thuds.

The Yang Family had clearly set the age limit at ten to fourteen years old. Now, his daughter was just slightly over the age requirement, and he really didn't want to miss this opportunity.

Yang Feiyun looked down at the father and daughter.

He remembered this family. Their surname was Wu. Originally, there were six members: the father, Wu San, and the girl, Wu Tong.

The girl's three elder brothers had joined the Yang clan soldiers and died in the beast tide.

The daughter's mother had also been bitten to death by a wild beast while protecting her. Now, only the father and daughter remained.

According to the rules, it wasn't allowed, but considering her three brothers, Yang Feiyun decided to let the girl try.

"Alright, stop kowtowing. Get up and stand at the very back."

Upon hearing this, the Wu father and daughter were overwhelmed with gratitude. They kowtowed a few more times towards the Yang Family gates and happily followed along.

After the beast tide, the Yang Family courtyard had also undergone renovations.

With Elder Yu's participation, it was now not only grand but also possessed a touch of ethereal charm.

Passing through the corridors, the children stretched their necks to look around, exclaiming in awe and surprise.

"What a huge rock garden!"

"That pavilion is so high, with wisteria climbing on it!"

"Look at the carvings and murals! They're the work of immortals!"

"Really? Aren't immortals supposed to be on the mountains?"

"Tsk, look at you, so uncultured. The immortals on the mountains are all from the Yang Family too!"

"Oh, oh!"

Upon arriving at the inner courtyard plaza, everyone saw Yang Guanfeng and Yang Lingqing and wisely fell silent, standing respectfully with their hands at their sides.

"Fifty-six people?"

Yang Lingqing scanned the crowd with her divine sense and found one extra person.

"Replying to Immortal Master Lingqing, there was a girl who was still fourteen when the order was given, but she turned fifteen a few days ago."

Yang Lingqing glanced back at Yang Guanfeng, who indicated she should make the decision herself.

"Mm, let's include her then."

Yang Lingqing didn't dwell on it; one more person or one less didn't make much difference to her.

"Arrange them according to the previous order of seniority! One person comes up when their name is called!"

"Zhao Qi."

"Here!"

Zhao Dapeng's son, Zhao Qi, the child who had been unlucky since birth, walked up.

The child looked ordinary, neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, with no outstanding features.

"Extend your hand."

"Yes, Old Ancestor Immortal Master!"

Zhao Qi rolled up his sleeves and offered his arm.

Yang Guanfeng lightly placed his hand on it, releasing his spiritual power.

After a moment, he let out a soft "Oh?" in his heart.

"There's such a thing? The first one can succeed?"

He found it hard to believe. He reached out to check again and confirmed that this child named Zhao Qi had twelve intact Qi Meridians and truly possessed the aptitude for cultivation.

"Good, come stand behind me."

Zhao Qi was still stunned where he stood. His father had already rushed forward to push him.

"The Immortal Master is speaking to you! Why are you just standing there? Hurry up!"

"Oh, oh."

Zhao Qi quickly nodded, thanked Yang Guanfeng, and walked behind him.

Zhao Dapeng's face was flushed red, and his heart was bursting with joy. Facing the envious glances from others, the back that had been bent from farming for half a lifetime straightened up proudly this time.

"Next."

"You can go down."

"Continue."

"You can go down."

After Zhao Qi, more than fifty children had no aptitude.

Either their Qi Meridians were broken, or their Qi Meridians were missing.

This situation was considered normal. Yang Guanfeng had originally come with the expectation that no one would be qualified.

Chen Yang had also watched the entire process. Unfortunately, his reach wasn't long enough to extend down the cliff, or he would have liked to "feel" these children too.

In the blink of an eye, all fifty-five children had been tested.

Apart from Zhao Qi, no one else had the aptitude for cultivation.

"Hmm, it seems to be over. But, to gain one child with cultivation aptitude is already a profit. Old Yang's luck is really not bad," Chen Yang thought.

After the fifty-five people were tested, Yang Guanfeng's gaze fell upon the last father and daughter. The bloodstains on their foreheads from kowtowing had not yet completely faded.

Wu San looked at Yang Guanfeng with fear. He felt as if he were looking at a towering peak that reached the sky, the pressure in his chest immense, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Yang Guanfeng merely glanced at him, his gaze passing over him.

It was normal for mortals to have such a reaction when meeting a Cultivator.

But when he looked at the girl beside the man, he found that this seemingly delicate girl was looking at him with unusually determined eyes.

Yang Guanfeng, who had seen countless people, could be sure that this was not the ignorant fearlessness of a newborn calf.

"You come."

Since the girl's name was not on the list, Yang Guanfeng directly beckoned her forward.

Wu Tong clenched her fists and then stepped forward with determination.

Yang Guanfeng placed his fingertip on Wu Tong's arm, and spiritual power was immediately released.

After the spiritual power entered her body, he felt that its circulation was very uneven.

But what was interesting was that although the spiritual power flowed with difficulty, it was never blocked and eventually found its way through.

"Lingqing, come and take a look."

"Yes."

Yang Lingqing stepped forward to examine again. After a moment, she turned and nodded at Yang Guanfeng.

Although it was very difficult, it had indeed found its way through.