Xiuxian: Start with the medicine boy

This time!

A younger boy, about fourteen years old, standing next to Cheng Qing'er, tugged at her sleeve and whispered:

"Sister Qing'er, what he just said... sounded so exciting!"
Is there really such a domineering sentence in "The Life Record of the Ancestor"?

I... I haven't seen it yet..."

After Cheng Qing'er reminded them, the other children realized what was happening and laughed even harder.

"Haha, I was really fooled by him just now!"
She thought to herself, "When did Xiaohai become so eloquent?"

"So these are the sayings of our ancestor!"

Xiao Hai, aren't you ashamed?!

Using the words of our ancestors to put on airs!

"Exactly! I thought it was a line from a storybook!"

Cheng Benhai's forced "profound" demeanor instantly crumbled, his face turning red from his ears to his neck, and he argued weakly, his neck stiff:
"So what if it is what the ancestor said!"

This...this is my ambition!

Can't it?
I want to become a sword immortal like that in the future!

Soaring through the starry sky on a sword, traversing the four seas!

"Alright, alright, future Star River Sword Immortal, let's practice your sword control technique to ten zhang first!"
"In the last assessment, you couldn't even lift a stone with your object manipulation skills!"

"Hahaha……"

Amidst a chorus of joyful laughter...
The clan leader, Cheng Ping'an, who had been observing from the sidelines, smiled even more warmly.

These children reminded him of his own childhood.

On the other side, the older young cultivators, led by Cheng Huixiang, were much more composed.

They silently put away the treasure bestowed upon them by their ancestor and exchanged a few words in hushed tones.

“Brother Xiang, look at this ‘Flowing Cloud Sword,’ it seems to suit you quite well.”

Cheng Wenxuan said softly, holding a long sword in her hands whose blade shimmered like flowing water.

Cheng Huixiang took it, her fingertips lightly tracing the blade, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes:
"It is indeed a masterpiece among magical artifacts, and what is even more rare is that it contains a piece of silver essence."

The ancestor's gift of this treasure was truly thoughtful.

“My ‘Mountains and Rivers’ set is also quite good.”

Cheng Lunwan weighed the three earthen-yellow square seals in her hand. Each seal was engraved with reliefs of mountains and rivers, and was heavy and simple. "It can make up for my shortcomings when I fight magic, where I am too fierce but lack variety."

As they talked, their gazes softened and fell on the group of carefree, laughing and playing children.

A hint of nostalgia flashed in Cheng Huixiang's eyes, but she quickly composed herself and said to the people beside her:
"Now that we have received such a generous gift from our ancestors, we should cultivate diligently and never give up this opportunity."

Everyone nodded solemnly.

Seeing that the time was almost right, Cheng Pingan gently raised his hand.

A gentle yet undeniable invisible pressure quietly spread.

The laughter and chatter quickly subsided, and all eyes turned back to him.

"Alright." Cheng Ping'an's voice was calm, yet clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Your performance in this assessment was indeed commendable, and the Ancestor has bestowed rewards upon you."

But to be fair...

His gaze slowly swept across the crowd, lingering briefly on some of the young men.

The boys and girls who were seen involuntarily lowered their heads.

They were the ones who first failed in the assessment or made obvious mistakes.

"If it weren't for some mistakes in certain links that dragged things down, the ancestor's reward... could have been much more generous."

These words weren't harsh, but they made the children lower their heads even further and their cheeks burn.

"Therefore, do not assume that the Ancestor's bestowal of this treasure is because he is very satisfied."

Cheng Ping'an changed the subject, his tone returning to encouragement.

"Of course, the fact that you were able to pass the assessment and receive the treasure proves your potential and value."

The family will not let this potential go to waste.

He paused, then uttered a decision that shook all the young cultivators present to their core:

"Starting this month, your monthly cultivation resources will be increased by 30% as a reward for passing this assessment."

"In addition, the family bestowed upon each person an extra [Breakthrough Pill] that matches their current cultivation level."

"When you have completed your cultivation and are ready to break through to your current major realm, the family will provide corresponding auxiliary resources—"

Including but not limited to protective pills, the right to use spirit-gathering formations,

And an opportunity to consult with elders above the Foundation Establishment stage.

The detailed support measures will be sent to your respective cave dwellings later.

This statement came out.

Not only were the little ones all smiles—

Although they were simple-minded, they understood from a young age the importance of cultivation resources for the path to immortality.

Even Cheng Huixiang and other usually composed young cultivators couldn't hide the shock in their eyes!
Monthly resources will be increased by 30%!

[Breakthrough Pill]!
A complete set of support to break through to a higher level!

Such force...

This is almost comparable to the treatment of those core disciples with unique spiritual roots, who are one in ten thousand in the clan.
In some aspects, it is even better!
It should be noted that although the Cheng Clan is a large clan, its resources are not inexhaustible, and it has always followed the principle of "selecting the best for breeding".

The fact that they receive such support means that the family truly regards them as the backbone of the future and is cultivating them!

Shocked as they were, their reaction was also extremely quick.
They immediately bowed in unison, their voices filled with barely suppressed excitement:
"Thank you, clan chief!"
We will diligently cultivate ourselves and never fail our family's high expectations!

"Grandpa, is this true?"

"I also have the [Barrier-Breaking Pill]?"

A teenage girl couldn't help but look up to confirm, her eyes sparkling, her hands still tightly clutching the pair of bell-shaped magical artifacts that the ancestor had just bestowed upon her.

Cheng Ping'an looked at them with a kind smile on his face.

He walked up to the little girl, knelt down, and looked her straight in the eyes:

“Of course I take it seriously.

However, Ling'er, you must remember that although the Breakthrough Pill can help you break through bottlenecks, the foundation of cultivation still lies in your own diligence.
You can't rely on external things, understand?

The little girl nodded vigorously:
Ling'er knows!
My mother said, "The elixir is a ladder, but climbing the stairs still requires your own legs!"

The child's innocent words made Cheng Ping'an and several older members of the clan laugh.

"Alright, hurry back and tell your parents the good news."

Cheng Pingan stood up and waved.

"Yes!

Goodbye, Great-Grandpa! I'm going to tell Mom right now!

Ling'er skipped and jumped, the bells jingling in her hands.

"Grandpa, Qing'er will go back and tell Father too!"

Cheng Qing'er grabbed her friend's hand and turned around impatiently.

I'm going to tell my grandfather!

He promised to buy me a spirit beast egg if I passed the test!

"..."

Having received confirmation, the little ones could no longer contain themselves and dashed off on their feet.

Or perhaps they would employ rudimentary lightness techniques.

Or they might simply take off running, joyfully galloping towards that majestic, imposing city in the distance, which resembles a giant beast crouching on the earth.

In just a few breaths...

All that remained in my field of vision was a black dot getting smaller and smaller.

And the occasional bursts of laughter carried on the wind.

Cheng Ping'an withdrew his gaze and landed on the group of young cultivators before him who were already showing promise. His expression turned serious.
"You should all go back too."

Do not forget the treasures bestowed by our ancestors and the support of our family today.

The path to immortality is long, fraught with difficulties and obstacles; I urge you all... to take good care of yourselves.

"Yes! Patriarch!"

The crowd solemnly agreed and bowed again.

Before the words had even finished...
Cheng Ping'an's figure transformed into a pale blue streak of light, soaring into the sky and disappearing into the clouds in an instant.

On the vast, empty land, the last group of disciples also summoned their magical artifacts or used escape techniques, transforming into streaks of light of various colors and heading towards the embrace of the distant Peace City.

The once bustling venue quickly returned to its usual emptiness and tranquility.
Only the mountain breeze carries the faint sounds of distant city noise, making them all the more distinct.

···
the other side!
Cheng Buzheng returned to the quiet courtyard deep within Ping'an City.

The door to the quiet room closed silently, shutting out all the noise from the outside world.

The interior furnishings were simple, consisting of only a cloud-shaped bed, a futon, and an incense table.

At this moment, Cheng Buzheng sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, his fingertips unconsciously stroking his chin, his eyes gleaming as he fell into deep contemplation.

Just now outside the city, he was not only observing the assessment of his juniors and bestowing rewards, but also taking the opportunity to "test" several new supernatural abilities that he had deduced in recent years.

Although these supernatural powers are terrifying and have no long-term consequences, to unleash their full potential...

It also depends on the cultivator himself.

It also needs to be tested in actual practice.

He recalled the time each of his juniors spent cultivating their supernatural powers...

The flow of spiritual energy, fluctuations in the mind, and especially the reactions to subtle aspects such as spatial perception and bloodline connection.

"Through this test and examination of the younger generation, the divine abilities that were deduced have met my expectations."

Of course!
There are significant hidden dangers in the details.

He thought to himself, his brows furrowing almost imperceptibly.

Especially the domineering divine power that involves space, the [Ten Directions Devouring Void Domain].

When this gate is first completed, it can create a spatial force field within several feet around the user that can devour everything. It combines offense and defense and is extremely powerful.

But how violent and unruly is the power of space?
He observed with his divine sense that even the slightest spatial ripples were incredibly difficult for the younger generation who were practicing the basics of this technique, and their mental states fluctuated violently.

One of them nearly suffered a backlash and died on the spot.

"If there is no one to protect you during the initial cultivation, the spatial power may easily get out of control..."
In mild cases, the meridians are completely shattered.

In severe cases, they would be swallowed by the backlash from the spatial rifts, instantly perishing.

Cheng Buzheng shook his head slightly, "This technique has too high a threshold and is extremely dangerous. The threshold must be lowered!"
Otherwise, the younger generation of the family would have no way to cultivate.

There is also the [Ancestral Mark], which is designed to sense the ancestral factors deep within the bloodline, thereby stimulating potential and gaining a decisive advantage.

The problem is that the Cheng Clan has been passed down for many years and has many branches of its bloodline.

The bloodlines of the vast majority of his descendants are already separated from his by many generations...

The bloodline factor has long since become latent.

Sufficient mental strength is required to lock onto latent bloodline factors.

"Moreover, as time goes by, the further apart people are by blood, the more faint their connection becomes, like looking for a needle in a haystack."

Most younger generations struggle even to get started, let alone master the skills.

Cheng Buzheng muttered to himself,
"Although this method has lofty ideals, if the threshold cannot be lowered, it will ultimately be nothing more than a mirage."

He closed his eyes and pondered, countless thoughts colliding in his mind.

I don't know how much time passed...
Cheng Buzheng suddenly opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them!
"Have it!"

"Since sensing the latent bloodline factors that are so far away is so difficult, why not..."

Should we start with what's nearby?

His mind raced, and a clear optimization strategy gradually took shape:

"What if we changed the target of sensing from the distant, hidden bloodline factor to the parents or grandparents with whom we have a closer bloodline connection?"

Start with the easy parts and gradually increase the difficulty, like climbing stairs!

"The first step is to sense the bloodline imprint of one's biological parents."

Parents and children are connected by blood, making their connection the easiest to form, and this can serve as a starting point for understanding each other.

"The second step is to sense your grandparents and maternal grandparents."

The blood relation is somewhat distant, but still within three generations; it presents some difficulty, but it's not impossible.

"The third step is to sense the ancestors."

At this point, the bloodline has begun to dilute, and a deeper understanding of the art of bloodline sensing is required for success.

"Proceeding step by step in this way, as your cultivation deepens and your ability to sense your bloodline strengthens, and your mental control becomes more refined, then you can try to sense even deeper levels of bloodline factors!"

"In this way, the entry barrier will be greatly reduced!"
Juniors can receive tangible progress and feedback in the early stages, gradually improving.

This creates a virtuous cycle.

"Wonderful! Great!"

Once this thought took hold, numerous specific optimization solutions emerged.

How to modify rune structures, how to set "bloodline anchors," how to construct a gradual sensory ladder...

Countless details flowed, collided, and integrated in Cheng Buzheng's mind.

Without further hesitation, with a slight thought, a miniature golden deity phantom appeared deep within his lowered eyelids.

The divine being's face was blurred, clad in a Taoist robe, and surrounded by countless fine, dust-like runes, radiating a vast, precise, and inexhaustible aura of deduction.

Divine Power [Luo Tian Divine Eye (Master of Evolutionary Laws)], activated!

Once unleashed, the speed of mental computation can increase tenfold, and the deductive ability reaches an unbelievable level.
It can be described as "one thought giving rise to myriad laws"!
In an instant, his sea of ​​consciousness seemed to transform into a boundless training ground.

The general outline runes of the [Ten Directions Devouring Void Domain] first appeared, and then were broken down into 36,000 basic rune units by an invisible force.

These units are rearranged and combined to construct models.

Each one was operating in a simulation, and some collapsed after only three cycles of operation.
Some barely manage to stay afloat but are inefficient.
Some may appear stable, but they harbor hidden problems...

Failure, reorganization, failure again, reorganization again.

At the same time, the structure of the [ancestral mark] was also thoroughly analyzed.

The original single path of "directly pointing to the ancestors" has been dismantled, and a new, tree-branched "ladder-like sensing network" is being built.

Each node represents an ancestor, and the nodes are connected by a "string" of bloodline resonance.

Cheng Buzheng needs to calculate the optimal difference in sensing frequency between each "generation".

And how to set up "bloodline anchors" to be both stable and efficient...

It doesn't stop there.

Other cultivation methods and secret techniques were also modified by Cheng Buzheng to lower the barriers to entry, such as:

The spiritual energy compression efficiency of the [Minor Heavenly Cloud Forbidden True Technique] needs to be increased by 170% to reduce the risk of backlash;

The lightning-attracting steps of the [Yi Wood Green Thunder Method] need to be broken down and refined, with three buffer steps added;

The mental energy cost of the [Illusory Mind Escape Technique] needs to be reduced by 30%...

One supernatural power and secret technique after another were dismantled, analyzed, optimized, and recombined under the supreme power of the Lord of Derivation.

Countless possibilities were simulated, verified, and eliminated.

The power of the mind was poured out and consumed like a flood.

...(End of this chapter)