Six years later.
In the Wang Family Mansion, the Star Martial Spirit Awakening Ceremony was being held in a huge round arena!
In the middle of the arena, there was an altar with a huge bronze cauldron on top of it. A large number of Wang Family Elders and disciples gathered around the circular sparring field. Their gazes were fixed on the altar in the center. Beside the altar, a few Elders in white Elder robes whispered to each other from time to time. Their gazes would occasionally land on a seven or eight-year-old youth on the altar!
"I wonder what Wang Li's aptitude is like? What kind of Star Martial Spirit will he awaken? "
"What kind can it be? Our Wang Family is famous for the Eight Winged Purple Flame Lion bloodline. Most of the Wang Family disciples will awaken a lion type Martial Spirit!"
"You can't say it like that. Even if they have the same bloodline, there are six and nine grades. The Eight Winged Purple Flame Lion is one of the few supreme grade Martial Spirits in our West Chu Empire. Only a few people in the Wang Family can awaken the Eight Winged Purple Flame Lion beast spirit. Most of them are two-winged low grade, four-winged middle grade, and six-winged upper grade Martial Spirits are rare! Wang Li is not of the direct bloodline, he is just an ordinary disciple of the side branch. I think it will be difficult for him to awaken a two-winged Purple Flame Lion! "
"These side branch disciples always want to reach the heavens in one step, daydreaming. I don't think it is strange for him to awaken a trash Martial Spirit!"
… …
A group of laughter sounded in his ears. Wang Xuan closed his eyes and looked indifferent.
The six year old Wang Xuan looked like he was ten years old. He closed his eyes and had a kind of ethereal temperament that was different from the other young boys.
After a glance, it was unforgettable!
On the other side of the stage, many elders were looking at the five six year old boys. Many of them had a strange look in their eyes.
This Wang Xuan was a famous child prodigy in the Wang Family. At the age of six, he did not need anyone to take care of him. He could move freely and learned to speak!
At the age of two, he could read.
At the age of three, he learned almost all the languages and could read many classics in the Wang Family Library. At the age of five, he was like a little adult. He was steady and wise!
This Wang Xuan was not like an ordinary six year old child. Ordinary six year old children would still act spoiled in front of their parents and only know how to play. Wang Xuan, on the other hand, would often stay in the library for an entire day!
Many of the older generation experts in the clan were full of praise for this child!
Many of them took a few glances before looking away. So what if he read a lot of books? The most important thing was still his Martial Spirit. The quality of the Martial Soul was the key to becoming an expert! If he awakened a trash Martial Spirit, no matter how many books he read, he would still be trash!
Wang Xuan's expression was calm. In the past six years, he had tried his best to behave normally. However, even so, he had gained quite a bit of fame in the Wang Clan.
For example, genius, prodigy, and so on!
His gaze landed on the two youths on the left who were like stars surrounding the moon. These two youths, one in green and the other in purple, were about twelve or thirteen years old.
Many of the Wang Family's elders and disciples were looking at the two of them.
These two could be said to be the outstanding talents of this generation of Wang Clan disciples. One of them was Wang Ye, the purple-clothed young man from the main branch.
The other was from the second branch, Wang Yuan, the green-clothed young man.
Before the age of twelve or thirteen, the two of them had already cultivated their Soul Power to seventy percent of the Human Rank. This was not far from the peak of the Human Rank Ninth Layer!
Once they crossed it, they would be at the Yellow Rank!
Among a thousand Human Rank martial artists, there might not even be one Yellow Rank martial artist!
However, no one knew that Wang Xuan had already cultivated his Soul Power to the Ninth Layer of the Human Rank a year ago. If it wasn't for the fact that his Martial Spirit had not awakened and he had obtained a Soul Ring, he would have already advanced!
However, Wang Xuan was secretly curious about the Martial Spirit!
The Martial Spirit was settled in the bloodline. Only by summoning the power of the stars on the altar would there be a chance of awakening it.
The quality of the Martial Spirit was divided into high and low ranks. The lowest was the Blank Martial Spirit.
That was also called a trash Martial Spirit or a trash Martial Spirit. The Blank Martial Spirit had no value. Although it could form an attack, the strength of the attack was not enough to kill a chicken!
Next were the Low Grade Martial Spirits, Middle Grade Martial Spirits, High Grade Martial Spirits, and the top Transcendent Grade Martial Spirits! And the rumored Peerless Grade Martial Spirits!
However, the Peerless Grade Martial Spirits were too rare.
However, Wang Xuan knew that the Martial Spirit of the West Chu Empire's Royal Family was the Peerless Grade Martial Spirit!
There were many types of Martial Spirits. The main ones were the Tool Spirit, Beast Spirit, Plant Spirit and so on!
"It's awakened!"
While he was deep in thought, a cry of surprise suddenly sounded in his ears. At this moment, Qin Feng's extremely sensitive soul could feel a surge of mysterious power exploding from the altar in the middle.
He opened his eyes and a layer of brilliant starlight shook from the altar, accompanied by a domineering and direct roar of a lion king.
A burly lion covered in purple flames appeared behind the young man on the altar. Two purple flames formed a pair of wings, making the giant lion look even more mystical! "Two Winged Purple Flame Lion, Low Grade Martial Spirit, next!"
Seeing this scene, one of the hosting elders on the side suddenly shouted indifferently.
Soon, the strange scene disappeared and the young man on the altar stood up. He stretched out a hand and a miniature Two Winged Purple Flame Lion appeared in his palm. He slightly pursed his lips, but there was not much joy on his face.
A Low Grade Martial Spirit was, after all, a low grade Martial Spirit. At most, his future achievements would be to take charge of some business in a branch of the Wang Family!
In the eyes of many ordinary people, such a future was already a great achievement.
However, in the eyes of the few tyrants in the Giant Holy City, the Wang Family, it was really like dust.
How could this not make people depressed?
"Next, Wang Yue!"
Soon, a layer of grey light burst out from the altar and turned into a faint shadow of a Two Winged Purple Flame Lion, which looked extremely unstable.
"White Grade Martial Spirit, next!"
The young man named Wang Yue was almost dragged down the altar.
Many people looked at the pale and dazed young man and shook their heads.
There was pity in their eyes.
A White Grade Martial Spirit could not absorb any soul power. This was the by-product of a failed Martial Spirit awakening. It was equivalent to a trash existence and did not have any value!
A person who had awakened a Martial Spirit could not break through the Yellow Rank no matter how much he cultivated in his lifetime!
One could imagine his future!
"Next! Wang San! "
…
One by one, many disciples of the Wang Family walked up the altar one after another!
Except for a few failed White Grade Martial Spirits, most of them awakened Low Grade Martial Spirits. Among them, the majority were the Purple Flame Lion Martial Spirits.
Among them, there were also a few who awakened other Martial Spirits, such as the Plant Type and the Tool Type. These mutated individuals might have been influenced by their mother's bloodline.
In general, there were very few Middle Grade Martial Spirits among the branch families!
Soon, it was the turn of a white-clothed child.
In fact, Qin Feng had been observing the white-clothed child. He was only around six years old. The white-clothed child looked very determined and nervous. However, he looked like he was made of jade and was exceptionally handsome.
Paying attention to this child was not because Qin Feng had changed his hobby and liked boys, but because this person's identity was not ordinary. He was the son of the thirteenth elder, Wang Kuang, Wang Xuan!
In fact, he was the real Wang Xuan who had been replaced!
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