In the end, the Old Granny clapped her hands. Seeing that everyone had turned to look at her, she had a smug smile on her face.
Those who were familiar with the Old Granny knew that she had something to announce.
The Old Granny smiled and said, "Xingchen's test report is out."
There were two main types of occupations that humans could cultivate. One was the most common type that everyone could cultivate, the warrior type.
The other was the type that only those with telekinesis talent could cultivate, the one in ten thousand Mages.
If one had to describe the difference between Mages and Warriors, it was basically the difference between a second transition Warrior and a first transition Warrior, or between a third transition Warrior and a second transition Warrior. They were killing machines that were born to be superior to all other living creatures.
Fang Xingjian had naturally taken the test when he was young, but it was a pity that he did not have the talent to become a Mage.
Hearing that Fang Xingchen's test report was out, and looking at the Old Granny's expression, everyone's faces were filled with doubt.
The Mage qualification test would conduct an in-depth test on the examinee's mental state, physical state, consciousness, telekinesis talent, and various other aspects. The results of the test would naturally determine whether the examinee had the potential to become a Mage.
Facing everyone's gaze, the Old Granny smiled at Fang Xingchen and said, "It seems that our Fang Clan is going to have a Mage. The test report says that Xingchen has the potential to become a Red Robed Mage. "
"How... How is that possible?" Seeing this scene, Second Aunt's expression turned extremely grim. She knew that from this moment onwards, she could no longer compete with Third Aunt.
Third Aunt cheered wildly, "Hahahaha, Red Robe! It's the talent of a Red Robed Mage! My son is a Red Robed Mage!"
"Mage?" Third Uncle said with a dumbfounded expression, "My son has the talent to become a Mage? My son is going to become a Mage! I'm going to be a Mage's father! Hahahahaha! "
Looking at Fang Xingchen, who was dumbfounded and at a loss, the Old Granny smiled and said, "Xingchen, Granny has already registered you with the Mage Association. You must study hard in magic in the future."
The entire scene was in chaos. All sorts of envious, jealous, and excited gazes were directed at Fang Xingchen, making him the absolute main character at this moment.
Fang Xingjian's face also revealed a look of longing, but it eventually turned into sadness as he slowly retreated out of the hall.
"Young Master has the talent to become a Mage!"
"Have you heard? The young master has been tested to have the talent to become a wizard."
"Is this for real? It's finally our Fang Clan's turn to stand up for the five great clans."
Walking along the long corridor, Fang Xingjian could hear the conversations of the servants. In the blink of an eye, the news that Fang Xingjian had the talent to become a Mage had spread throughout the entire residence.
There were also people who looked at Fang Xingjian with gloating expressions.
Fang Xingjian had always been favored by the Old Madam, and now that he had the talent to become a Mage, his life became even more difficult for Fang Xingjian, who was already disliked by the Old Madam.
Fang Xingjian's feelings were extremely complicated. He was happy that his brother had the talent to become a wizard, and he was happy that the Fang Clan was about to prosper. However, there was also a mixture of bitterness, jealousy, and envy in his heart.
"Why … why am I not the one with the talent?"
"If I'm the one with the talent, then grandma will like me too, right?"
Just as Fang Xingjian was in a daze, he unknowingly walked into a small courtyard in a bamboo forest. He could no longer see the servants around him, and it was as if he had entered another world.
Following that, he heard a sigh.
"Ten ~ ~ years ~ ~ life ~ ~ and death ~ ~ two ~ ~ ~ years ~ ~"
As the sigh entered his ears, Fang Xingjian only felt an extreme loneliness and coldness rising from his heart. It was as if his blood was about to freeze, and his life had become bleak.
However, he was, after all, at level 9, and was someone who could go through the first transition at any time. His physical attributes were not to be underestimated, and he immediately reacted. Lifting his head, he saw a black-robed man standing over ten meters away with his back facing him.
The black-robed man looked extremely blurry, and where he stood, his entire body was enveloped in a dense black light, as if he was an emissary from the netherworld.
"Who are you? How dare you barge into the Fang Residence? "
Fang Xingjian immediately understood that the other party was definitely not someone a mere Warrior like him, who had not even gone through the first transition, could deal with. He let out a loud bellow, wanting to alert everyone in the residence.
However, just as he finished saying this, the black-robed man turned around and pointed a finger at him. The next moment, purple flames gushed forth, and Fang Xingjian felt as if his entire body was being burned by the blazing purple flames. He subconsciously cried out in agony.
"Ahhh!"
"Young Master, Young Master?"
Fang Xingjian opened his eyes and saw a servant standing before him, calling out to him.
Before him was still the bamboo forest and the courtyard, but there was no black-robed man or purple flames. It was as if everything that had happened earlier had been an illusion.
He looked at the servant before him and asked, "Did you see the black-robed man? Purple flames? "
"What black-robed man and purple flames? Young Master, you've been standing here all this while. " The servant paused for a moment, looked at him in astonishment, and said, "The Old Ancestor asked me to call you to the ancestral hall."
"Illusion?" Fang Xingjian shook his head. He still could not understand what had happened earlier, and could only put it aside for now.
He said, "Grandmother is asking me to go to the ancestral hall? I understand, I'll go right now. "
He walked all the way to the ancestral hall, but did not realize that, unbeknownst to him, there was now a small purple flame tattoo on the back of his neck.
Fang Xingjian lowered his head and walked into the ancestral hall with a respectful expression. The Old Granny was already standing in the middle of the hall, looking at the memorial tablets before her.
When the rich became famous, they would always create things like genealogies and ancestral halls. The Fang Clan was no exception.
In this ancestral hall, there were memorial tablets for the past few generations of the Fang Clan. At the side, there was a cinerary hall where the ashes of the ancestors were placed. Fang Xingjian's mother was among them.
Looking at the name of Yueru (Fang Xingjian's mother) on the memorial tablet, the Old Granny Li Shuanghua revealed a complicated expression.
Hearing Fang Xingjian's footsteps, she did not turn back. She only said, "You're going to go through the first transition soon, right?"
"Yes, I've been at level 9 for more than a month."
The Old Granny nodded and said, "Where do you plan to go next?"
Fang Xingjian said honestly, "I plan to apply for the top Blue Mountain Academy."
The Blue Mountain Academy was a Warrior's school set up by the military, specializing in nurturing outstanding young Warriors.
The Old Granny suddenly said, "You haven't prepared the magic prints for the first transition, have you? I'll get someone to transfer two million to you later. You can purchase ferocious beasts from the market, and you'll be able to complete your job transition faster. "
Hearing the Old Granny's words, Fang Xingjian was so surprised that he could not believe it. The job transition system in Demonic City was built on magic prints, and magic prints required the essence of ferocious beasts from another world.
Fang Xingjian had been troubled over how to get his hands on ferocious beasts. He had not expected that his grandmother, who had been ignoring him all this while, would actually help him.
However, before he could recover from his surprise, the Old Granny had already continued, "There's no need for you to go to the Blue Mountain Academy. I've already helped Xingchen contact the Mage Association. When the time comes, after you've completed your first transition, you can go to the Mage Academy with him. "
Fang Xingjian asked in a daze, "Mage school?"
"Before Mages have completed their first transition, they are still relatively weak. Since you're brothers, I want you to be his apostle. You're his elder brother, so you must take good care of him in the Mage Academy … "
Fang Xingjian did not listen to the rest of the Old Granny's words. His mind was completely filled with the word 'apostle'.
A Mage's apostle was a nicer way of putting it. He also had another name — Mage's Slave. It was a form of evil sorcery performed by Mages, binding another life to themselves. The Mage's Slave would forever be under the command of the caster, and any injuries that the caster suffered could be transferred to the Mage's Slave.
However, the requirements to become a Mage's Slave were extremely strict. Not only did it have a high requirement for one's physique and intelligence, it also had to be someone who was related by blood. For example, both Fang Xingjian and Fang Xingchen.
Fang Xingjian's many years of hard work and training had instead become a stepping stone for Fang Xingchen to become stronger.
Fang Xingjian laughed bitterly, "Grandmother, you've never cared about me since I was young. When I was six, I fainted from a fever. When I was about to die, it was Second Uncle who sent me to the hospital. You didn't even take a look at me. "All these years, my monthly allowance has been deducted by Second Aunt, and I've been dragged by Third Aunt to run errands every day. I've suffered in silence, but you've never asked about it. "Now that Xingchen has talent in sorcery, I'm very happy, but you want me to be his Mage's Slave? "Grandmother, I'll just ask you one thing. Have you really treated me as your grandson?"
"Scoundrel." The Old Granny slapped Fang Xingjian's face. Looking at his stubborn gaze, she said angrily, "Is this how you talk to your elders?"
"If you treat me as your grandson, I'll naturally treat you as my elder. If you don't treat me as a human, I won't respect you as my elder either." Fang Xingjian looked at the Old Granny and said with determination, "I must go to the Blue Mountain Academy. Even if Xingchen is my younger brother, I won't give up my life for him."
"Haha." The Old Granny was so angry that she laughed, "Fine, since when did you have the right to make decisions in this family? Young people don't know when to stop, so it's only natural for the elders to make the decisions. Your life? From the moment you were born, you've been a member of the Fang Clan. You've grown up eating the food of the Fang Clan. If not for me, you'd have starved to death outside. How would you have any life? "
"I won't go." Fang Xingjian resisted with all his might. "Even if I die, I won't become a Mage's Slave."
"Hmph!"
The Old Granny let out a cold snort and struck out with her palm. A strong gust of wind blew, and the violent atmosphere pressed down on Fang Xingjian's body, forcing him to kneel down.
"I'm the one who gave you your life. You're a member of the Fang Clan when you're alive, and you'll be a ghost of the Fang Clan when you die. It's not up to you to have such thoughts.
"Xingchen is now our clan's hope. You must be his shadow and protect him for life, even if you have to die for him.
"No one should die for others." Fang Xingjian shouted, "To think that you want me to become a Mage's Slave! That means that you don't want me to be your grandson! From today onward, I, Fang Xingjian, no longer have you as my grandmother!"
"Hahahaha!" The Old Granny was so angry that her face turned pale. The cold gleam emitted from her eyes seemed to be able to freeze and shatter space. She turned to look at the memorial tablet behind her and said furiously, "Fang Yueru, take a good look. This is the bastard son you've given birth to. He doesn't know shame and doesn't want to be a son. He's exactly the same as you were back then."
"You're not allowed to scold my mother." Fang Xingjian's face flushed red, and the muscles all over his body trembled rapidly, wanting to force himself to stand up.
However, the power of a level 30 Divine level expert was definitely not something he could handle right now. The Old Granny let out a cold snort, and with a gentle release of violent air pressure, he was pressed down onto the ground and lost consciousness.
The Old Granny Li Shuanghua let out a few cold laughs and walked out of the ancestral hall. Tens of Warriors in black clothes and black armor knelt down.
This was the Fang Clan's secret first transition job, and only the Old Granny Li Shuanghua knew the contents of the magic prints. Their attributes would grow to + 3 in strength, + 2 in agility, and + 4 in endurance.
They wore alloy armor that weighed over two hundred kilograms and were equipped with high-frequency broadswords produced by the military. They were also equipped with the latest electromagnetic rifles. Almost every one of them was a human-shaped tank, and they were one of the Fang Clan's most elite forces.
"Keep an eye on him, don't let him come out."
"Yes."
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