Chapter 9

The Ji Family, the Scripture Hall.

For many years, Ji Changkong had often fantasized about entering the Scripture Hall, reading the scriptures inside, and trying to find a way to gather his own primordial energy.

But when he finally entered the Scripture Hall today, he was at a loss, not knowing what to do...

Over the years, every time Ji Changkong tried to gather primordial energy, he would feel an inexplicable pain in his body. The pain was so deep and intense that it often caused him to faint halfway through.

However, even so, in the seventeen years, Ji Changkong had never given up!

As soon as his body recovered slightly, Ji Changkong would continue to try repeatedly, enduring the excruciating pain as he attempted to gather the primordial energy within his body...

Many times, Ji Changkong could vaguely feel the primordial energy flowing within his body, but at such moments, his brain would be hit by an unbearable pain, causing him to faint instantly!

When he woke up, there was still no sign of primordial energy flowing within his body, so Ji Changkong assumed it was just a fleeting illusion before he fainted.

In the seventeen years, no matter how many times he tried, the result was always the same.

Perhaps because of this, Ji Changkong had been weak and sickly since childhood. The more he tried to gather primordial energy, the worse his health became. On many nights, he could feel a dull pain in his bones even in his sleep, which would wake him up in pain!

No one in the Ji family had ever been like him. Even the collateral descendants, though they might not be able to gather primordial energy immediately, were all strong and rarely fell ill. And those who could gather primordial energy found the process smooth and pleasant, unlike Ji Changkong, who found it so difficult and painful!

No one in the Ji family knew the reason for Ji Changkong's abnormal condition. Even his beloved grandfather, Ji Yusheng, had to give up after repeated attempts to help him gather primordial energy failed, accepting the painful fact that he could not become a Celestial Scholar.

Everyone had given up, but Ji Changkong himself never did!

For seventeen years, Ji Changkong had spent countless nights trying to gather primordial energy alone, enduring the excruciating pain, and trying again and again until he fainted!

Then, once his body recovered, he would try again, only to faint once more...

One day, when Ji Changkong learned about the Scripture Hall, where the secrets and techniques of Celestial Scholars were stored, he saw it as his only hope! Today, finally standing inside the Scripture Hall, looking at the rows of books, Ji Changkong had to take deep breaths to keep himself calm and avoid doing anything rash.

The first floor of the Scripture Hall had the most scrolls, with three rows of rosewood bookshelves sparsely filled with stacks of scriptures.

However, when Ji Changkong flipped through them, he found that most of the scriptures on the rosewood shelves were about the realm of Celestial Scholars, explaining some basic cultivation principles and miscellaneous knowledge.

The true scriptures and techniques for Celestial Scholars were only a small part, all placed on the smallest bookshelf in the northeast corner of the first floor.

At that moment, the area around the northeast corner was already crowded with Ji family members, and it would be difficult for Ji Changkong to squeeze in.

Ji Changkong looked at the Ji family members who had surrounded the northeast corner, thinking about how to squeeze in. However, before he could get close, he felt a strong force surge from his left shoulder. Caught off guard, Ji Changkong stumbled, "thud, thud, thud," and fell to the ground.

"Idiot, how dare you block me!" Ji Changle sneered, having arrived late and first forcefully pushed Ji Changkong to the ground. Then, he glanced at Ji Changkong with disdain and said coldly, "You, a waste of space, actually dare to come to the Scripture Hall. Humph, it was because of your dish of lettuce yesterday that I was scolded by my father! And during the cultivation test, you actually made all of us wait for you with empty stomachs! What are you, Ji Changkong? So full of yourself!"

After saying this, Ji Changle glanced arrogantly at the collateral descendants of the Ji family who were crowded around the northeast corner, flipping through the first-floor Celestial Scholar techniques and secrets. He then hurriedly went up to the second floor of the Scripture Hall.

Following Ji Changle, Ji Changxiao, Ji Changsheng, Ji Yueqing, and Ji Xiaolian, the direct descendants of the Ji family, also entered.

"Big Brother Changkong, you came so early?" Ji Xiaolian, in a cute manner, stuck out her little tongue and waved to Ji Changkong.

Ji Changkong, who had just gotten up from the ground, managed a weak smile, nodded at Ji Xiaolian, but didn't say much.

Apart from Ji Xiaolian, Ji Changxiao, Ji Changsheng, and Ji Yueqing didn't even glance at Ji Changkong. Ji Changxiao and Ji Changsheng went straight to the higher floors, while Ji Yueqing, with her head held high, led Ji Xiaolian to the northeast corner of the first floor.

When the collateral descendants of the Ji family saw Ji Yueqing and Ji Xiaolian approaching, they squeezed and pushed each other, making room for the two in the small area. They all smiled ingratiatingly, allowing Ji Yueqing and Ji Xiaolian to enter.

The Ji family had strict rules, and the status of direct descendants was far higher than that of collateral descendants! Of course, Ji Changkong, who could not gather primordial energy, was an exception.

Even direct descendants who could not gather primordial energy and become Celestial Scholars could only survive by enduring and keeping quiet in the Ji family, where strength was the ultimate measure.

The reason Ji Changxiao, Ji Changsheng, Ji Changle, Ji Yueqing, and Ji Xiaolian, the grandchildren of Ji Yuxing, could treat the collateral descendants arrogantly was not only because of their direct lineage but mainly because of their much stronger Celestial Scholar abilities!

Even the direct descendants, Ji Changxiao, Ji Changsheng, and Ji Changle, who were always at the top, were not the only ones. Even Ji Yueqing and Ji Xiaolian, the two girls, were stronger than the collateral descendants.

In this year's cultivation test, Ji Yueqing and Ji Xiaolian ranked fourth and fifth, far ahead of the collateral descendants!

This was the capital for their arrogance!

One of the most important rules of the Ji family was that strength was supreme!

Even collateral descendants, if they had strength surpassing the direct descendants, could also show off in front of them, and no one would dare to say anything!

The rules were clear, and even Ji Changkong's own grandfather, Ji Yuxing, and his aunt, Ji Wanyun, had to accept this fact, only able to use subtle methods to help Ji Changkong gain some benefits.

"Big Brother Changkong, come over here! Before we came, Father said that the secrets and techniques on the northeast corner bookshelf are the most useful. Come quickly!" Ji Xiaolian, standing in the northeast corner, waved cutely at Ji Changkong, trying to make room for him by moving closer to Ji Yueqing.

Suddenly, the collateral descendants in the northeast corner shot murderous glares at Ji Changkong. They looked at him coldly, as if they would gang up on him if he dared to agree.

They didn't dare to say anything to Ji Xiaolian, so they could only threaten Ji Changkong with their eyes.

The Ji family members were naturally robust and tall. To make room for Ji Yueqing and Ji Xiaolian, several large men had already pressed their bodies tightly together. If Ji Changkong were to join, they would not just be pressed together—they would have to hug each other!

The thought of several burly young men hugging each other made them shudder!

Ji Changkong was sensible. Under the cold, murderous gazes of the collateral descendants, he smiled bitterly and shook his head at Ji Xiaolian, declining, "Forget it, I'll look around here first."

"Xiaolian, quickly look at this 'Green Lotus Technique,' it even has a 'Lian' in its name!" Afraid that Ji Xiaolian would insist on letting Ji Changkong in, Ji Yueqing quickly flipped through a Celestial Scholar technique and handed it to her.

"Okay." Ji Xiaolian didn't insist. Her attention was immediately drawn to the "Green Lotus Technique" in Ji Yueqing's hand.

This was Ji Xiaolian's first time in the Scripture Hall, and everything was new and exciting to her, so she quickly forgot about Ji Changkong standing alone on the outskirts.

I have three more days, there will definitely be a chance! Taking a deep breath, Ji Changkong clenched his fists tightly.

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