Lu Yang raised his eyes slightly, eting Lu Ming’s gaze calmly.
The training grounds instantly grew much quieter.
Many of the mortal branch children subconsciously lowered their heads, while the older youths around them revealed interested expressions.
Lu Yang looked at the arrogant child before him with a perfectly asured, confused expression.
"What does young master Lu Ming want with this humble one?"
The corners of Lu Ming’s mouth curled upward.
"What do I want?"
He slowly walked forward, hands clasped behind his back in imitation of the elders, though paired with his childish face, it only appeared sowhat amusing.
"You’re quite interesting for a mortal branch brat."
The few followers behind him imdiately laughed along flatteringly.
"Young master Lu Ming is speaking to you, kneel properly and answer!"
"A re mortal branch descendent dares act arrogantly?"
"Does he really think having talent ans anything?"
The expressions of the surrounding mortal branch children changed slightly, so showing pity toward Lu Yang, so showed anger, while others instinctively distanced themselves a little, afraid of getting implicated.
Lu Yang stood there quietly.
Trying to argue with such people was aningless, the more reaction you gave them, the more interested they beca.
Seeing Lu Yang remain silent, Lu Ming’s eyes narrowed slightly.
He had expected anger, humiliation, fear, or at least so sort of reaction, but there was none.
The calmness in Lu Yang’s eyes combined with that confused expression made him strangely uncomfortable.
As if the other party was just playing along with him while secretly mocking him in his heart.
A trace of irritation surfaced within Lu Ming’s heart.
"Are you deaf?" His voice grew colder.
"I’m talking to you."
Lu Yang finally looked at him directly, "I know, what does young master want with ?"
The atmosphere instantly stiffened.
Several older youths watching from afar revealed strange expressions.
This mortal branch child... actually dared speak to Lu Ming like this?
Even among the main line descendants, very few dared offend Lu Ming openly because of his background and talent.
The smile on Lu Ming’s face gradually disappeared, and a faint redness surfaced on his face from anger.
"You..."
His aura suddenly surged slightly, the faint pressure of a genuine cultivator spreading outward.
Although only at the First Stage of Body Tempering Realm, it was enough to make many ordinary children pale subconsciously. Several mortal branch children even took steps backward.
Lu Yang’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Blood Qi circulation, muscles strengthened, skin tempered, bones forged.
This was the difference between mortals and cultivators.
Even the weakest cultivator possessed strength far beyond ordinary people.
Lu Ming stepped forward abruptly, raising his hand as if intending to grab Lu Yang’s collar, but just as he moved, the stern faced young man in black robes behind him suddenly spoke.
"Young master."
Lu Ming’s hand halted midway.
The black-robed guard lowered his voice slightly, "Clan rules forbid cultivators from attacking mortals privately, especially... here."
His gaze subtly swept across the surroundings.
Many older youths were already watching openly, including a few main line descendants.
If Lu Ming truly attacked in public, even with his background, punishnt would still be unavoidable.
Lu Ming’s expression imdiately darkened.
He naturally understood this as well.
The Lu Family allowed competition, but there was an unspoken bottom line.
Cultivators could suppress mortals through status, but directly attacking them before they officially stepped onto the cultivation path was prohibited.
Otherwise, the Rising Sun Mansion would have descended into chaos long ago.
Lu Ming slowly lowered his hand, but his gaze toward Lu Yang beca increasingly cold.
"You’d better pray you truly possess talent, otherwise..."
A cruel smile surfaced on his lips.
"When you officially beco a cultivator and leave the protection of clan rules, there will be plenty of opportunities to play."
The surrounding children shuddered slightly.
Everyone understood the hidden aning behind those words.
Lu Yang rely looked at him innocently, as if he didn’t understand what had just happened.
That expression completely destroyed the little bit of satisfaction in Lu Ming’s heart, causing his face to darken further.
With a cold snort, he turned around and left directly with his followers.
The tense atmosphere eased slightly only after his figure disappeared.
Many gazes landed on Lu Yang with varying emotions, but Lu Yang paid none of it any attention.
Just a aningless banter between children, that’s all.
At that mont, a figure slowly walked into the training grounds.
The originally noisy crowd imdiately quieted.
It was an elderly man wearing dark gold robes, his figure tall and robust despite his age, his exposed arms carrying faint bronze luster, giving off an oppressive sense of strength.
The old man swept his gaze across the gathered children before speaking slowly.
"This old man is Lu Shan. I will temporarily instruct you on the path of Body Tempering cultivation."
His voice was calm, yet carried an invisible pressure that caused the children to instinctively stand straighter.
Without wasting words, Lu Shan waved his sleeve, taking out a thick manual.
"The cultivation thod you received yesterday is called the Golden Vajra Body Tempering Qi and Blood thod."
Lu Shan’s voice remained indifferent as he continued, "This technique originates from the True Martial Sect."
At the ntion of those words, faint commotion spread through the crowd.
The True Martial Sect.
Who in Canglan Prefecture didn’t know what those words represented?
"It was purchased at great cost by the ancestors of the Lu Family generations ago. The Copper Skin Iron Bone Technique and Jade Bone Golden Body Tempering Art circulating outside are both incomplete derivative techniques born from it."
As Lu Shan’s words fell, many children’s breathing subconsciously quickened.
Even Lu Yang’s eyes flickered slightly.
After all, in his previous life, he had heard of both techniques.
Even incomplete versions were enough to support small Body Tempering Realm cultivation families, yet what the Lu Family possessed was the original source technique.
"Of course." Lu Shan glanced at them faintly.
"The version given to you only contains the first volu, only sufficient for cultivation until the peak of the Third Stage of Body Tempering Realm. Whether you qualify to obtain the later portions depends on your future performance."
The children imdiately nodded hurriedly.
Lu Shan slowly clasped his hands behind his back before continuing.
"The path of Body Tempering is the foundation of cultivation. Tempering skin, muscles, bones, organs, and blood step by step through Blood Qi circulation, the stronger the foundation, the farther one can walk in the future."
As he spoke, a faint crimson aura gradually erged around his body.
The Blood Qi fluctuations were so dense that they even gave people a suffocating sensation.
Lu Yang keenly noted down this aura and made a ntal judgent.
Ninth Stage of Body Tempering Realm.
"Rember this well, the human body itself is the first treasure of cultivation. If the foundation collapses, everything afterward is empty talk."
Soon after, the first cultivation session officially began.
Under Lu Shan’s guidance, the children sat cross-legged one after another, attempting to sense the Blood Qi within their bodies according to the technique.
The training grounds gradually quieted with only the low sounds of instruction echoing occasionally.
Lu Yang slowly closed his eyes, his breathing gradually stabilized, and the cultivation thod circulated silently within his mind.
Perhaps because of his previous life’s experience, or perhaps because of this life’s talent, he entered a strange state almost imdiately.
Warm currents slowly erged throughout his body, the faint flow of Blood Qi becoming extraordinarily clear.
Lu Yang intentionally did not reveal any abnormality, simply cultivating steadily.
...
Days quietly passed afterward.
Lu Yang’s life beca almost monotonous.
Cultivation.
Instruction.
dicinal baths.
Rest.
Repeat.
But beneath that dull routine, terrifying changes were quietly accumulating.
Lu Yang’s talent in this life compared to his past one was simply too monstrous.
Combined with the experience and understanding from his previous life, his cultivation speed reached an almost absurd level.
When others were struggling to sense Blood Qi circulation, Lu Yang had already begun tempering his skin and muscles naturally.
On the fourteenth day after beginning cultivation, a faint crimson aura suddenly surged across Lu Yang’s body during cultivation.
His muscles tightened slightly beneath his robes before quickly returning to normal.
A wave of Blood Qi fluctuations spread outward quietly.
The surrounding children stared at him blankly, and even Lu Shan’s eyes widened slightly.
First Stage of Body Tempering Realm, success!
Lu Yang exhaled a breath of turbid air.
Two weeks.
Even Lu Ming, recognized as one of the top geniuses in the Lu Family, had taken nearly a month to officially step into cultivation.
And that was considering how many foundational dicinal baths and herbs he must have consud before even stepping onto the cultivation path.
Main line descendents had a naturally higher starting point than mortal branch children.
Yet Lu Yang had still halved that ti based on pure talent.
Lu Shan stared at Lu Yang for a long mont before finally speaking slowly.
"Good, good, good!"
Before long, the entire Lu Family was shaken.
A mortal branch descendent entering the Body Tempering Realm in rely two weeks?
Unprecedented!
Such talent had never appeared in the Lu Family’s history!
Even several Spirit Awakening Realm elders were alard.
Within a single day, Lu Yang’s na spread throughout the entire clan, and any news regarding this matter was blockaded by the higher ups to prevent the outside world from knowing.
After all, a genius who had not yet grown up was still too vulnerable.
anwhile, Lu Ming nearly smashed everything in his room upon hearing the news.
The other main line descendants who once looked down upon Lu Yang also gradually fell silent.
Because now, although Lu Yang was no longer a mortal.
He was a supre genius never before seen in the entire clan.
And according to clan rules, cultivators possessing such monstrous talent were protected heavily by the family.
No one dared move against him casually anymore.
That sa evening, Lu Yang officially moved out of the Rising Sun Mansion.
A servant respectfully led him toward the inner clan region.
Compared to the Rising Sun Mansion, the environnt here was entirely different.
Stone pathways, quiet courtyards, serene atmosphere, perfectly suited for quiet cultivation.
Soon, the servant stopped before a refined courtyard surrounded by bamboo trees.
"Young master Lu Yang." The servant bowed respectfully before speaking.
"This will be your residence from now on."
Behind him stood a middle-aged guard with a steady aura, clearly a cultivator in the middle stages of Body Tempering Realm.
The servant continued carefully, "According to the orders of the Internal Affairs Hall, your monthly resources have been increased to the standards of main line descendants. The True Teaching Grand Elder has said that you may also freely enter the first floor of the clan library and Scripture Pavilion. Additionally, Guard Zhou will be responsible for your safety in daily matters."
Lu Yang quietly looked at the courtyard before him.
The evening breeze rustled through the bamboo leaves softly.
Then, he let out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh.
In his previous life, he had struggled bitterly for over three months just to beco a Body Tempering Realm cultivator as a utility disciple of the Azure Spirit Sect, then spent more than a decade just to reach the Fourth Stage of Body Tempering Realm and officially beco an outer disciple.
Humiliation, despair, regret, what had he not experienced in those years?
Yet, the resources, treatnt, and living residence he had now surpassed what he had as an outer disciple of a great sect.
All this just after starting cultivation for two weeks.
This was the reality of the cultivation world.
He looked at the setting sun in the horizon.
His past life had ended in diocrity and regret, but this life...
It had just begun.
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