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In the Canglan Continent, the only way to become a Martial Artist was to awaken one's Martial Spirit. Only through the Martial Spirit could one communicate with the heavens and earth, absorb spiritual energy, and cultivate.
There were many different types of Martial Spirits. They were divided into Heaven, Earth, Black, and Yellow, and each rank was divided into ten grades.
The higher the grade of one's Martial Spirit, the stronger one's cultivation speed, ability, and potential would be, and the greater one's chances of becoming an expert in the future.
At this time, in Luohe Kingdom's Linshui City, the Qin family was holding a Martial Spirit Awakening Ceremony.
On a pitch-black altar, a handsome disciple with a proud expression was sitting cross-legged. Below the altar, the disciples and elders of the Qin family had gathered.
This disciple was Qin Changkong, the son of the First Elder of the Qin family. In the Qin family, he was second only to the young master of the Qin family, Qin Nan.
Because of this, the disciples and elders in the surroundings all had a trace of anticipation on their faces.
At this moment, the pitch-black altar began to operate. Strands of white light were emitted from it. It was as if they were illusory serpents that drilled into Qin Changkong's body. They were visible to the naked eye as they continued to circulate within his body.
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Behind Qin Changkong's body, streaks of yellow light immediately appeared. When a total of five streaks of yellow light appeared, a ferocious and malevolent gigantic White Tiger's shadow rose up. It was as if the king of all beasts had descended, emitting a ferocious and fierce aura.
At that instant, the crowd of elders and disciples could feel a great pressure being exerted on them.
"This is …" The elder who was presiding over the ceremony was stunned for a moment before immediately reacting. With an extremely excited expression, he shouted, "Five rays of yellow light! Five rays of yellow light! This was a fifth-grade Huang ranked Martial Spirit! A fifth-grade Huang ranked Beast Martial Spirit! "
This sentence was like a clap of thunder that was thrown into the crowd, causing the faces of all the disciples and elders to explode.
"What? A fifth-grade Huang ranked Martial Spirit? "
"Heavens, a top genius has appeared in our Qin family!"
"… …"
Everyone's faces were filled with astonishment. They had never expected this result.
One had to know that a fifth-grade Huang ranked Martial Spirit, even in the entire Linshui City, would be considered a top genius. Furthermore, as long as one possessed a fifth-grade Huang ranked Martial Spirit or above, their future achievements would be limitless and not a small matter.
Initially, Qin, Qin Changkong's Martial Spirit, Qin Changkong's Martial Spirit.
Qin Changkong's face was filled with joy. He had never expected that he would be able to awaken a fifth-grade Huang ranked Martial Spirit.
Seeing the astonished gazes of all the disciples and elders, Qin Changkong couldn't help but feel a strong sense of pride. He glanced around, and his gaze landed on an average-looking disciple; his eyes were filled with provocation.
This disciple was none other than the current Young Master of the Qin family, the number one genius of the Qin family, Qin Nan.
"Alright, next, Qin Nan!" The presiding elder reacted quickly, and immediately shouted. His eyes were filled with a strong sense of expectation.
Now that a top genius like Qin Changkong had appeared, with Qin Nan's talent, the Martial Spirit he awakened would not be any weaker than Qin Changkong's.
If that was the case, with two top geniuses, the future development of the Qin family would be no small matter.
As expected, when the Hosting Elder shouted out this name, the gazes of the shocked disciples, elders, and others all turned to look at the ordinary-looking youth. Within their eyes, there was an incomparably strong expectation. It even surpassed Qin Changkong's from before.
Qin Nan was not only a legend in the Qin family, but also in Linshui City.
Qin Nan was the son of the Qin family's Patriarch. Since he was born, he started learning literature at the age of six, became a scholar in Linshui City at the age of eight, abandoned literature at the age of nine, started practicing martial arts at the age of ten, hunted tigers with his bare hands at the age of eleven, practiced saber techniques at the age of twelve, mastered ten different Martial Skills at the age of thirteen, and was struck by lightning at the age of fourteen, but his body remained unscathed. At the age of sixteen, he created his own saber technique, which was classified as a Middle Ranked Martial Skill, and shook Linshui City.
There was once a Martial King expert who, after hearing about Qin Nan's achievements, immediately asserted, "The talent displayed by this child is no small matter. The Martial Spirit he awakens will definitely be fifth-grade Huang ranked, or even surpass it. His future achievements will definitely be extraordinary."
The words of a Martial King immediately had a great effect. Qin Nan, who had yet to awaken his Martial Spirit, was crowned as the number one genius of Linshui City.
Qin Nan was wearing a pitch-black robe. Coupled with his slightly pale skin, it seemed as if he had just recovered from a serious illness. Under the attentive gazes of the crowd, his expression was extremely calm. He was neither arrogant nor impatient as he walked up to the altar.
"Whew, this day has finally arrived … …"
Qin Nan secretly said in his heart. He took a deep breath, ignored the gazes of the crowd, and sat down cross-legged with his eyes tightly closed.
From the bottom of the altar, strands of white light immediately floated out and endlessly drilled into Qin Nan's body.
At this moment, when the surrounding disciples and elders saw that Qin Nan had entered a state of mind, they immediately went into an uproar.
"I have a feeling that the Martial Spirit awakened by Young Lord Qin Nan is definitely not to be underestimated!"
"Yeah, Young Lord Qin Changkong has awakened a fifth-grade Huang ranked Martial Spirit. Since Young Lord Qin Nan's talent is higher than his, his Martial Spirit will definitely be even higher!"
"Tsk, a Martial Spirit that surpasses fifth-grade Huang ranked, in the history of our Qin clan, there has never been a single one."
"All of you shut up, don't disturb Young Lord Qin Nan. If something were to happen to him, would you be able to bear the consequences?"
"… …"
The atmosphere at the scene was incomparably fiery. Apart from the admiration of the younger generation disciples, even the elders were full of praises, their hearts were filled with anticipation.
However, when Qin Changkong saw this scene, the joy and pride of awakening a fifth-grade Huang ranked Martial Spirit were instantly washed away. His face turned extremely ugly.
"Hmph, a Martial Spirit is destined by the heavens. Everything else is meaningless." Qin Changkong coldly said, "Do you really think a fifth-grade Huang ranked Martial Spirit is the same as anything? Do you think you can awaken it as you wish? Don't let Young Lord Qin Nan's awakened Martial Spirit be a second-grade Huang ranked Martial Spirit! "
As soon as he said this, the surrounding disciples and elders looked at him with a hint of disdain.
However, these disciples and elders did not say anything. After all, Qin Changkong was a genius with a fifth-grade Huang ranked Martial Spirit. His identity and status were not to be underestimated.
Although Qin Changkong was extremely annoyed by the disdainful gazes of the crowd, his heart calmed down quite a bit. Qin Nan's innate talent since he was young was there for all to see. Even a Martial King would exclaim in admiration. How could the Martial Spirit he awakened be a third-grade Huang ranked Martial Spirit?
As he thought of this, Qin Changkong stared at the altar.
"Qin Nan, you must awaken a Martial Spirit lower than fifth-grade Huang ranked. At the very least, you must not awaken a Martial Spirit higher than fifth-grade Huang ranked …"
Qin Changkong could not help but curse in his heart.
At this moment, more and more white lights floated out from the top of the altar.
Qin Nan, who was sitting cross-legged on the altar, blushed slightly under the baptism of the white lights. A sharp buzzing sound could be heard from his slightly emaciated body.
Everyone's breathing stagnated at the same time!
Only a 'boom' sound could be heard. From Qin Nan's body, a yellow light suddenly rose up. Under the nervous gazes of the crowd, the yellow light came to an abrupt stop after rising up. Following this, a large saber covered in flames slowly emerged from the yellow light.
At this moment, all the disciples and elders were dumbfounded.
A yellow light? A first-grade Huang ranked Martial Spirit? The lowest ranked Martial Spirit? How is this possible?
Even Qin Changkong, who had been cursing non-stop, had a face full of shock and astonishment. This was because he had never thought that the number one genius of Linshui City would only awaken a first-grade Huang ranked Martial Spirit, the trashiest Martial Spirit!
Qin Nan, who was sitting cross-legged on the altar, slowly opened his eyes and took in the stunned expressions of the crowd.
"Scarlet Flame Saber, a first-grade Huang ranked Martial Spirit …"
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