Chapter 10

These Meng family disciples burst in, running and shouting loudly, their excitement palpable. In no time, they attracted a large number of clan members from the ancestral residence. The clan members listened in a daze, what? Did they hear correctly? Meng Chuan has comprehended a secret technique?

"Stand still," a clan member grabbed the quickly running young boy, saying, "Explain clearly, what exactly happened?"

"Uncle, it's Big Brother Meng Chuan," the young boy, only thirteen years old, said joyfully, "Today is the final selection day for my Mirror Lake Dao Academy. Big Brother Meng Chuan went up on the stage to compete and used the secret technique 'Three Autumn Leaves' of the Falling Leaf Blade. Even the Dean and instructors were very excited."

"The secret technique 'Three Autumn Leaves' of the Falling Leaf Blade?" The clan member, a burly man, widened his eyes, "Meng Chuan is only fifteen this year, and he comprehended a secret technique at fifteen?"

In the entire ancestral residence, clan members gathered around the young boys, asking questions, and the excitement grew louder.

A bald, lean old man squinted his eyes, listening to the young boys chatter. His eyes brightened, and he couldn't help but murmur, "Heaven bless, heaven bless our Meng family."

"Third Elder, it's a great joy, Meng Chuan has comprehended a secret technique," a clan member ran over to say.

"Understood!" The bald, lean old man still had a cold expression, but he turned and left. He is the most severe among the Meng family elders, but as he turned to leave, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

...

The Meng family ancestral residence is quite large, after all, it houses over two thousand clan members.

In one of the training grounds of the ancestral residence,

A group of young boys were practicing various weapons like swords, spears, and axes, while the chubby Meng Dajiang sat on the side watching.

"Hmm, why is it so noisy outside?" Meng Dajiang frowned slightly. The noise was getting closer, and with his strength as a flawless realm expert, he could hear the words 'Meng Chuan' and 'comprehended a secret technique' in the noise.

Meng Dajiang shivered.

It felt like being doused with a bucket of cold water in the middle of winter, and his head was a bit numb.

"Did I hear wrong?" Meng Dajiang was somewhat anxious but couldn't help standing up and walking towards the entrance of the training ground.

"Dajiang, Dajiang." A refined old man and a group of clan members came over, the refined old man's face flushed with excitement.

"Fifth Uncle." Meng Dajiang greeted, "What's wrong?"

"Great news, great news." The refined old man was very excited.

"Oh?" Meng Dajiang was both excited and anxious, though he had some guesses, he still wanted to hear it clearly.

The refined old man said, "Some of the younger members of the clan who are at the Mirror Lake Dao Academy have returned with news. They say your son Meng Chuan used the secret technique 'Three Autumn Leaves' during the final selection. The Dean, instructors, and thousands of disciples saw it with their own eyes. It can't be fake. Hahaha... Truly, heaven blesses our Meng family, blesses our Meng family."

"Meng Chuan used the secret technique 'Three Autumn Leaves'?" Meng Dajiang felt his head heat up, his heart burning.

That's his son!

"Dajiang, your son is amazing."

"Our Meng family will flourish, perhaps we will have two divine beings in one family." These clan members said excitedly. Apart from the clan leader and elders, ordinary clan members didn't know about Aunt Meng's severe injuries.

"Two elders, Aunt Meng has summoned you." A clan member came to deliver the message.

"We'll be there."

Meng Dajiang and the refined old man both went over, but at this moment, Meng Dajiang felt like he was floating as he walked.

...

Meng Xian and the clan leader Meng Yanping, who were originally playing chess, stopped. In the courtyard, eight elders gathered, each of them extremely excited, and some elders were not in the ancestral residence and didn't know this great news yet.

"Those boys are running so fast," the bald, lean old man was quite excited, "All talking about Meng Chuan using the secret technique 'Three Autumn Leaves.'"

"Now it's good, comprehending a secret technique at fifteen... this talent is no less than Mei Yuanzhi."

"Dajiang, you have a good son."

"Dajiang has done a good job in teaching."

The family elders all spoke excitedly. Meng Dajiang smiled foolishly, feeling it was the happiest day of his recent years.

"Knowing this news, I can die in peace."

"Heaven blesses our Meng family."

The elders always feared the family would decline. Although many of them were close to the end of their lives, they still hoped the family would flourish.

If the family flourishes, their brothers, clan members, and their children and grandchildren will live well. Over the long years, they had long become one with the family.

"Look at all of you," Meng Xian, sitting there, smiled, "Meng Chuan being able to comprehend a secret technique is indeed a joy, but you are too excited too early."

The elders were stunned.

Meng Xian said, "Meng Chuan has only taken the first step, he is still far from becoming a divine being. He still needs to comprehend the blade momentum, condense the core, and pass the life and death test! These are three major hurdles... don't praise him too highly, making him lose himself. What he needs to do is to practice more diligently. It's best if he can comprehend the blade momentum before he turns twenty. That way, there's a one-third chance of entering the Yuanchu Mountain. If he can enter the Yuanchu Mountain, he will definitely become a divine being."

"Yuanchu Mountain!" The clan leader Meng Yanping and the elders all brightened their eyes.

It is the oldest cultivation place in the entire world.

Mysterious and powerful.

In the past hundred years, only the old ancestor of the Zhang family in Dongning Prefecture successfully entered the Yuanchu Mountain, making the Zhang family the leading one among the five divine being families in Dongning Prefecture.

"If he can't enter the Yuanchu Mountain, Meng Chuan's cultivation path will be difficult," Meng Xian said, "When I was sixteen, I comprehended a secret technique, and at twenty-two, I comprehended the momentum. I couldn't enter the Yuanchu Mountain, so I was only considered an outer disciple. After going through life and death, I barely became a divine being. Among the small team I was in, everyone had talent similar to mine, but only I became a divine being, the others all died."

"Meng Chuan not only has the three major hurdles of blade momentum, condensing the core, and the life and death test, but he must also comprehend the blade momentum before he turns twenty, another cultivation speed hurdle," Meng Xian said solemnly.

The elders present also calmed down.

Becoming a divine being is really difficult.

Meng Chuan, to be frank, is just a hopeful seed for a divine being, giving the family hope.

"Dajiang," Meng Xian instructed, "Go to the Mirror Lake Dao Academy to pick up Meng Chuan, and prepare well for the Yuyang Palace Demon Slaying Festival. After the festival, Meng Chuan should have calmed down, then bring him to see me."

"Yes," Meng Dajiang replied respectfully.

"You all can leave now," Meng Xian instructed, "Remember, don't praise Meng Chuan too much, making him arrogant. That would ruin him."

"Yes," the elders all responded solemnly.

Who would dare to ruin Meng Chuan? They would be the Meng family's mortal enemy!

Soon, the elders all left, and the courtyard was left with only Meng Xian and the clan leader, her brother.

"Third Sister, you almost scared them to death," the clan leader Meng Yanping laughed, "I know you are very happy."

"Of course, I am happy," Meng Xian sighed, "I have been a divine being for nearly eighty years, accumulating a lot of merits in the Yuanchu Mountain and making many friends! If the family doesn't have a good seed, all my accumulation would be wasted. Now that Meng Chuan has high talent, and I will help him with all my strength, he will definitely have a smoother path than I did."

"Right, he will definitely become a divine being," Meng Yanping said.

"He will!" Meng Xian's eyes were full of expectation.

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At the Mirror Lake Dao Academy, Meng Chuan was walking out. Along the way, the academy disciples kept calling out, "Senior Brother Meng," all with great enthusiasm.

Meng Chuan nodded slightly in response and continued walking out.

"Hmm?"

Just as he reached the main gate, he saw a group of people standing outside the academy gate, led by the chubby Meng Dajiang, with the bald, lean old man, the refined old man, and several other family elders beside him.

"Father, Elder." Meng Chuan walked over.

"You little rascal." Meng Dajiang reached out and rubbed Meng Chuan's head, smiling, "You really gave your father a scare."

Being rubbed on the head by his father, Meng Chuan could only endure it, looking a bit pitiful, but actually feeling very good.

"Haha, even we were scared."

"Meng Chuan, you did well." The family elders all smiled, clearly very pleased.

"Let's go home." Meng Dajiang said happily, what more could he ask for with such a son?

"Yes."

Meng Chuan responded and followed his father and the others back home.