As for the purple color... it represents the potential for achieving the Primordial Spirit Realm.
The Primordial Spirit Realm.
Throughout the cultivation history of the entire holand world, those who can reach the Primordial Spirit Realm are extrely rare.
Every single one of them is a legendary figure known far and wide.
Unexpectedly, this child actually has the potential of a Primordial Spirit.
Lu Qing looked at the purple-golden light, then at the little girl’s clear eyes, and suddenly felt a bit emotional.
Grandpa Zhang’s kindness to him and Little Yan back then was always rembered in his heart.
Although he had entrusted others to take care of the Zhang family’s descendants over the years, there was always a sense of distance.
Now, seeing such a talented child among Grandpa Zhang’s descendants, he felt quite pleased.
"Co down." Lu Qing raised his hand for a gentle beckon, and the little girl slowly landed on the ground.
She ran back to Lu Qing, looked up, and asked expectantly, "Ancestor, how did Yaya do in the test?"
Lu Qing nodded with a smile, "Very good, extrely good."
The little girl instantly beca joyful, clapping her hands and saying, "Great! Yaya can also beco an immortal! Yaya can also fly!"
Watching her joyful deanor, Lu Qing suddenly had an idea.
He paused for a mont, then squatted down to be at eye level with the little girl.
"Yaya, let ask you, are you willing to beco my registered disciple?"
At these words, before the little girl could react, all the surrounding villagers were shocked.
What?
The Ancestor wants to take on a disciple?
Everyone knew that Lu Qing had been cultivating for hundreds of years and had never taken any disciples.
Though Little Yan was always by his side, she was his sister, not a disciple.
Little Li and Xiao Bai were also with him, but they were spiritual pets, not disciples.
In truth, he didn’t have any disciples.
And today, the Ancestor actually wants to take a disciple?
Even a "registered disciple" is still a disciple!
All at once, everyone looked at the little girl and that woman with utmost envy.
The woman was stunned, as if struck by lightning, standing dazedly, without reacting for a long ti.
The little girl tilted her head, looked at Lu Qing, and asked, "Ancestor, what is a registered disciple?"
Lu Qing explained, "It ans you’ll learn cultivation with , but I won’t constantly oversee you, nor will I always keep you by my side. You’ll still live at ho with your parents, and I’ll only teach you things occasionally."
The little girl blinked and then asked, "After learning, can Yaya beco as powerful as Ancestor? Can she fly?"
Lu Qing laughed, "As long as you study diligently, that day will surely co."
The little girl thought about it, then nodded vigorously, "Then Yaya is willing!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the woman finally ca to her senses, pulling the little girl down to kneel.
"Thank you, Ancestor! Thank you, Ancestor!" The woman kowtowed repeatedly, tears flowing uncontrollably.
The little girl’s mother also reacted and hurriedly knelt down, kowtowing without stopping.
Lu Qing did not avoid it and accepted their kneeling.
Then he extended a finger and lightly touched the little girl’s forehead.
The little girl trembled slightly, then slowly closed her eyes and softly fell down.
The woman was startled and quickly held her daughter, looking at Lu Qing in panic, "Ancestor, Yaya..."
"No need to worry." Lu Qing stood up, smiling, "I just used a trace of Vitality to wash her marrow.
Her foundation is shallow, and direct cultivation could easily harm her body.
After washing her marrow, her future cultivation will be much smoother.
When she wakes up, bring her to , and I’ll teach her a cultivation technique."
Hearing this, the woman finally felt reassured and thanked him repeatedly.
All around, the villagers watching this scene were full of envy.
That was a personal marrow washing by the Ancestor, who would also personally teach her a cultivation technique afterward!
This Yaya is truly blessed!
Lu Qing paid no attention to these gazes, simply watching the slumbering little girl serenely, a sense of emotion arising within him.
Back when he first crossed into this world, gravely injured and on the brink of consciousness, there was no one to care for Little Yan.
It was Grandpa Zhang who took her into his ho, giving her food and clothes, so she wouldn’t starve or freeze.
Later, when he awoke, Grandpa Zhang also took good care of the siblings, helping them through those difficult days.
This kindness had always been rembered.
Now, taking his descendants as registered disciples is also repaying that past kindness.
"Take her away," Lu Qing instructed the woman, "Bring her to my courtyard when she wakes."
"Yes! Yes!" The woman nodded repeatedly, carrying the little girl away hurriedly under the envious eyes of the crowd.
Subsequently, Lu Qing bestowed elixirs to other children undergoing testing as a reward.
Whether they had cultivation talent or not, he gave so to all of them.
Those with talent received elixirs beneficial for cultivation, while those without were given ones to strengthen their bodies.
Although it wasn’t much to him, it was a rare opportunity for these children.
As for those with cultivation talent, the village had long had its own nurturing plans.
Who would teach them, how they would be taught, and what they would learn, all had precedents, without the need for his concern.
After finishing all these, Lu Qing left the ancestral hall with Little Yan and Little Li.
On the way back, Little Yan remained silent.
Lu Qing glanced at her, "What’s wrong?"
Little Yan lifted her head, looking at Lu Qing, "Brother, you took that little girl as a registered disciple because she is Grandpa Zhang’s descendant, right?"
Lu Qing nodded, "That’s part of the reason."
"And what about the other part?" Little Yan pressed.
Lu Qing thought for a mont, then said, "The other part is because her talent is truly excellent, with purple talent, she has the potential to achieve the Primordial Spirit Realm. Such a promising seedling would be a pity to waste."
Little Yan nodded and didn’t ask further.
But in her heart, she knew, her brother’s statent of half and half was not entirely so.
The reason her brother took that girl was mainly because of Grandpa Zhang.
Otherwise, no matter how good her talent was, her brother might not have considered taking on a disciple.
After all, her brother was never one who liked taking disciples.
Reflecting on this, she rembered that always smiling old man from years ago and felt sowhat nostalgic.
If Grandpa Zhang were aware in the afterlife that his descendant was taken as a disciple by her brother, he would surely be very pleased.
Days passed one by one.
In the next few days, Lu Qing lived quite peacefully.
He ditated in his courtyard daily, occasionally guiding Little Yan and Little Li in their cultivation, sotis visiting the back mountain to see his master.
On the third day, that woman brought Zhang Ruoxi.
The little girl had already woken up, and after washing her marrow, she looked more lively, her little cheeks rosy, and her eyes even brighter.
Upon seeing Lu Qing, she joyfully ran over and sweetly called, "Master!"
Lu Qing smiled, gently patting her small head.
He then spent a morning teaching her a basic cultivation technique.
This technique was specially selected by him, gentle and balanced, most suitable for beginners to build a foundation.
Once the foundation is solid, he would pass on more suitable techniques according to her situation.
The little girl listened earnestly, and although there were many parts she didn’t understand, she still tried hard to morize, repeating with her tender voice, over and over.
When leaving, Lu Qing gave her several bottles of elixirs and instructed her to take them regularly after returning.
The woman left with boundless gratitude, taking her daughter with her.
In the subsequent days, the little girl would co by every few days to seek guidance from Lu Qing on cultivation questions.
She was indeed smart and perceptive, understanding many points imdiately, much to Lu Qing’s satisfaction.
One day, Lu Qing suddenly felt a movent in his heart.
He looked up to the sky, his gaze piercing through the clouds, through the void, reaching the vast stars.
After a mont, he withdrew his gaze, pondered briefly, and then a figure erged from within him—his Divine Thought Avatar.
"Brother, you’re going out?" Little Yan asked.
Lu Qing nodded, "There is a matter to address, I’ll be back soon."
He didn’t say much, his figure flashed, and he disappeared from his spot.
The next mont, his Divine Thought Avatar was already amidst the stars.
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