âFriend, didnât this young master of yours reach the third level by stuffing himself with elixirs?â
Lv Fangxuan stood motionless below the platform as the words reached his ears.
He tilted his head slightly toward the speaker. âWhat concern is that of yours?â he asked lightly.
âYou! Hmph!â
The cultivator choked on his retort, turning away with an ugly expression after emitting a cold snort.
Lv Fangxuan said nothing more, his attention returning to the stage.
As Yang Lingshuâs companion cultivator, he knew his young masterâs capabilities better than anyone. That talent couldnât possibly be mere fourth-tier.
If this result stood, it meant the young master had orchestrated it deliberatelyâthere had to be deeper reasoning.
On the Questioning Platform, Pan Qiâs face flickered through multiple expressions.
âFourth-tier talent? Thatâs pathetically weak!â
âHeâll lose his direct disciple status for sure. Even if he clings to it, the elders will ignore him. His Path of Cultivationâs doomed.â
âUseless! All that planning wasted. Whoâd expect the Yang Family to toss such trash into our sect?â
She seethed silently.
âPfft!â
Amidst the hushed criticisms and mocking stares, Yang Lingshu chuckled openly without a trace of shame.
The crowd gaped. Was this fool actually laughing about his miserable talent?
âExplain this amusement,â Elder Gu demanded sternly.
âApologies, Elder. A happy memory surfaced unexpectedly.â
Yang Lingshu bowed slightly, though inwardly he grimaced: Couldnât even reach third-tier? My natural talentâs worse than I imagined.
Before departing, Yang Lingqing had analyzed the Yang Familyâs intelligence with him.
Outwardly, the Wanhuamen direct disciple slot represented imperial favor. But understanding the courtâs true motives, Yang Lingqing had discerned darker implications.
The dynasty had already shattered and rebuilt lower-level forces through two political campaigns. Now wouldnât their restructuring gaze shift upwardâto great families and sects?
The Yang Familyâs loyalty stood proven. This Wanhuamen position wasnât mere reward. Like previous maneuvers, it reeked of strategic placement.
Considering imperial tactics toward independent clans, Yang Lingqing had concluded: The court wanted fresh bait.
And effective bait needed strong attractionâcommon lures couldnât hook leviathans.
In this way, the situation within Wanhuamen differed from the outside world.
Yang Lingshu no longer needed to conceal his talents. Instead, the more outstandingly he performed within the sect, the more valuable the bait became â making his position safer.
Performing well in such an unfamiliar environment wasnât easy. Among the current Yang Family, only Yang Lingshu possessed both the talent and capability required.
He hadnât expected the heavy responsibility mentioned by Yang Lingrui to fall upon him so soon.
"Sigh⊠I really prefer keeping a low profile. But since I promised the Master, Iâll become a chess piece in this game!"
As Yang Lingshu thought this, the spirit pearl refined in his Qi Palace began activating.
Elder Gu frowned at the young manâs cryptic words and opened his mouth to reprimand him, but froze mid-action.
The Treasure Pearlâs color had changed again!
Under Elder Guâs astonished gaze, the pearl turned deep blue, then erupted in purple radiance before settling into vibrant purple hues.
Two disciples from the five-element group suddenly stepped forward, hands gripping Yang Lingshuâs shoulders.
"Junior brother! He shows water affinity!"
"Senior brother! Canât you see the wood affinity?"
The arguing disciples turned to Elder Gu for judgment. After checking Yang Lingshuâs pulse, the elderâs eyes sparkled.
"Remarkable! Water-Wood Dual Resonance!"
Gasps erupted across the platform. Lv Fangxuan turned to the mocking disciple with a smile.
The red-faced disciple hastily bowed. "My earlier words were foolish! Iâll bring gifts to apologize to Brother Yang after initiation."
"Good." Lv Fangxuan nodded curtly.
On the Questioning Platform, Pan Qi stood stiffly. "Vibrant purple? Wanhuamen hasnât seen this in twenty years! How⊠from a Gathering Qi family?"
Nearby, two purple-tier nobles showed similar shock but recovered quickly. They approached Yang Lingshu with bows.
"Han Jingyi of Tuoyue Cityâs Han Family greets our friend."
"Ge Yan of Molin Cityâs Ge Family greets our friend."
Yang Lingshu returned the courtesy. "Yang Lingshu of Songshan Yang Family greets both friends."
These nobles whoâd previously ignored others now acknowledged him as an equal. Without Yang Lingshu, even top candidate Pan Qi fell far below second-tier.
"Songshan Yang Family?" Ge Yan hesitated. "If I may ask⊠are you connected to Lord He?"
"Indeed. Our family rose through Lord He Shenglaiâs support."
Understanding dawned on their faces. The He Family of Wanzhong Forest must have recognized Yang Lingshuâs potential early.
Elder Gu suddenly tilted his head as if hearing distant words. Smiling, he asked Yang Lingshu:
"Would you accept Elder Mo as your mentor?"
Elder Mo! The five-element disciples exchanged shocked looks. This was the master of Senior Brother Xiao Yize â Wanhuamenâs current top disciple! For fifty years, everyone believed Xiao Yize would remain Elder Moâs final student. Yet now, this reclusive elder wanted another disciple!