Chapter 7

Rong Kexuan squinted his eyes. As he followed Rong Jieming's advice and focused his mind on the jade, he suddenly discovered something that greatly surprised him and left him somewhat at a loss.

It was that the strange energy flow between his eyebrows began to move involuntarily.

As if attracted by some mysterious substance within the jade, these energy flows actually penetrated through the point between his eyebrows and rushed toward the Spirit Tester Stone.

Although Rong Kexuan immediately tried to restrain the energy flow upon realizing the situation, it was too late, and a thread of energy had already entered the stone.

Subsequently, the Spirit Tester Stone emitted a strong light.

Slightly startled, Rong Kexuan immediately threw the Spirit Tester Stone away. He had a feeling that if he held the stone any longer, the energy flow he had barely managed to control between his eyebrows would rush into the stone like a beast breaking free from its cage.

The moment Rong Kexuan threw the stone, the light on it suddenly disappeared. What surprised him even more was that a familiar force returned from the stone to the point between his eyebrows.

It was the force he had just released from the point between his eyebrows. After circling inside the stone, it suddenly returned, and he found that this force was slightly stronger than when it first left.

Although it was only a negligible increase, it already made him feel both surprised and delighted.

The intensity of the energy flow between his eyebrows increased extremely slowly, and he could not find a way to increase it. However, now he had an additional option.

Let the mysterious energy flow enter the Spirit Tester Stone, and when it returns, it will become even stronger.

"Clap..."

The Spirit Tester Stone that Rong Kexuan threw did not hit the ground but was steadily caught by a middle-aged man in mid-air.

Among everyone, his reaction was undoubtedly the fastest.

The moment the light faded, he immediately leaped forward and caught the stone that was thrown into the air.

His action broke the silence in the Spirit Tester Hall, and everyone, as if waking from a dream, looked at Rong Kexuan. However, this time, their gazes were completely different from before.

If they were previously filled with contempt and disdain, now their expressions were filled with surprise, shock, envy, and a hint of flattery.

Rong Jieming beamed, the wrinkles on his old face resembling a blooming chrysanthemum: "Oh, Kexuan, the Spirit Tester Stone is a treasure, you mustn't throw it around. If the stone breaks, I can't afford to compensate for it."

Although he spoke in a complaining tone, his words and expression were filled with intimacy, showing no real blame.

Rong Kexuan smiled awkwardly and said, "Grandpa Ming, I overreacted." He bowed to the middle-aged man and said, "Thank you, Uncle."

Although he did not know the name of this middle-aged man, anyone who could appear here was undoubtedly a senior of the family.

The middle-aged man laughed and said, "You must be Kexuan. I am your uncle, Rong Yide, the third in the family. You can call me Uncle Yide or Uncle De."

Rong Kexuan was taken aback and honestly replied, "Uncle De."

Rong Yide burst into laughter and turned to say, "Brother Yiyang, ha ha, you have a good son."

Rong Yiyang was already speechless, his face filled with bewilderment.

He had never imagined that his son would experience such a dramatic turn of events in the Spirit Tester Hall.

Rong Yide, his family senior, was a well-known figure, far more famous than he, an obscure person exiled to a remote village.

If they met on a regular day, Rong Yide would not have any interest in speaking to him.

However, at this moment, Rong Yide seemed eager to become close to him, leaving him feeling flattered and surprised.

Bowing slightly, Rong Yiyang said, "It's Brother Yide, I am truly honored."

Rong Yide laughed and said, "Brother Yiyang, I never thought that Kexuan would have the talent of a Spirit Practitioner, and his talent is so strong that it's astonishing." He paused and said, "This matter is significant and is beyond our ability to decide. Uncle Ming, why don't we immediately inform the elders of the Spirit Hall?"

Rong Jieming nodded repeatedly, "That's exactly right."

Rong Yiyang's body suddenly trembled. He looked up in shock, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Elders, this was not an ordinary title in the family.

Those who could be called elders were all the top figures in the family. One could say that below the family head, the next in line were the elders.

Each elder possessed power and treatment that made others envious. A single word from an elder could easily determine the status of a disciple and the rise and fall of a family.

For Rong Yiyang, the elders were high-ranking figures that were out of reach. He rarely encountered one, but now, these people were actually going to disturb the elders for Kexuan.

Although he did not understand what had happened to his son, one thing was certain: Kexuan's life path would undergo a significant change.

Perhaps, his lineage would also have a chance to rise.

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"Kexuan, the Spirit Hall is not an ordinary place. Be cautious when you enter."

On the road, Rong Jieming and Rong Yide led the way, repeatedly and patiently instructing him.

Clearly, both were trying to leave a good impression on the young Rong Kexuan.

Rong Kexuan, after all, was just a young man with little experience, and he was already confused by the change in attitude from these people. At this moment, the sense of humiliation in his heart had dissipated, replaced by a feeling of unease.

After detecting his talent as a Spirit Practitioner, the two family warriors who presided over the Spirit Tester Hall immediately put everything aside and accompanied him to the Spirit Hall, while his father, Rong Yiyang, did not even have the qualifications to accompany them.

This showed how revered the Spirit Hall was in the family.

"Grandpa Ming, Uncle De, what exactly is the Spirit Hall?" he asked curiously.

Rong Jieming hurried to answer, "The Spirit Hall is where the family's Spirit Practitioners train. Hehe, as long as you enter the Spirit Hall, you will surely become a Spirit Practitioner, and then you will be successful." His tone was filled with unhidden envy, as if a Spirit Practitioner was a very impressive figure.

Rong Yide also nodded slowly, "That's right. The treatment of Spirit Practitioners is much higher than that of warriors. Kexuan, your talent as a Spirit Practitioner is excellent. As long as you train diligently, not only will you become a Spirit Practitioner, but you might even advance to a higher realm."

Rong Kexuan nodded half-understandingly but did not ask any more questions.

Finally, they arrived at a huge courtyard.

This courtyard was like an inner city within the inner city, with a tall wall that separated everything inside from the outside world, like an iron gate.

Looking at the massive black iron gate, one felt a sense of awe.

Rong Yide stepped forward and gently knocked on the side door.

Although he had a slight reputation in the family, he became cautious and careful here.

The side door opened, and a middle-aged man poked his head out, glanced around, and said irritably, "Who are you, and what's the matter?"

Rong Yide smiled and said, "Brother, I am Rong Yide from the Spirit Tester Hall."

"Oh, the Spirit Tester Hall?" The middle-aged man's expression improved slightly, and his gaze fell on the clearly youngest of the three, Rong Kexuan, and asked, "Have you discovered a young talent with the talent of a Spirit Practitioner?"

"Yes," Rong Jieming stepped forward and said, "This is Rong Kexuan, one of the direct descendants of our Rong family. Today, he was originally testing his true qi talent in the Spirit Tester Hall, but unexpectedly, we found that he has the talent of a Spirit Practitioner, and..."

"Enough," the middle-aged man interrupted him impatiently, "I understand. Leave the person here, and you can go back."

Rong Yide and Rong Jieming looked at each other, feeling extremely awkward. They had come here personally to seek credit by meeting the elders, and if they were dismissed with just a few words, they would be laughed at.

"Cough, brother, please do us a favor," Rong Yide said with a smile, "We came here to request an audience with the elders of the Spirit Hall."

"Hmph," the middle-aged man's expression changed, "What kind of person is an elder? Do you think you can see them just because you want to?" He glared and gestured to Rong Kexuan, "You, come in. I'll take you to meet the on-duty Spirit Practitioner."

Rong Kexuan's eyes darted around, looking at the two people beside him.

Rong Jieming and Rong Yide's faces were extremely unpleasant, but they seemed to be very wary of the middle-aged man, or perhaps they did not dare to make a fuss here.

After exchanging a glance, Rong Yide lowered his voice and said helplessly, "Kexuan, go in with him. Sigh, we'll wait for you here."

"That's right, wait for you to come out," Rong Jieming nodded heavily, speaking without hesitation.

Rong Kexuan responded and obediently entered the side door. However, he was quite surprised. This Spirit Hall really seemed extraordinary.

His father was submissive in front of Rong Jieming and Rong Yide, afraid of offending them. But here, they did not even have the qualifications to enter.

It seemed that the Spirit Hall was much higher in status than the inner disciples.

The middle-aged man led Rong Kexuan inside, and his face immediately changed to a harmonious smile, "What should I call you, young man?"

"Junior Rong Kexuan."

"Oh, it's Young Master Kexuan. Please follow me." He smiled and led the way.

Rong Kexuan was stunned for a moment. Although he could not understand why the man's attitude had changed so quickly, he still followed quickly.

Under the guidance of the middle-aged man, they arrived in a hall. The middle-aged man went in to report, and after a moment, a man in his thirties slowly walked out.

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