The voice originated from the cold-faced middle-aged tester standing beside the magic test stone tablet.
His gaze was like lightning as he scanned the crowd, announcing the start of this annual grand event.
Xiao Zhan shifted his gaze away from Yan Qian and toward the massive black stone tablet in the center of the square, his expression returning to the composure of a Clan Chief.
He said to Xiao Qing in a deep voice: “The test is about to begin.
Go, relax.
Regardless of the result, just do your best; there is no need to feel too much pressure.”
“Qing-er, don’t be too nervous.” Yan Qian also urged gently, a gentle, encouraging smile on her pale face.
“I will!
Uncle, Aunt, then I’ll go over.” Xiao Qing nodded, his expression calm.
His gaze followed, shifting toward the noisy center of the square, and an invisible fighting spirit quietly gathered in the depths of his clear eyes.
Xiao Qing no longer hesitated.
He took a step forward and, following the crowd gradually surging ahead, walked steadily toward the test stone tablet that would determine the short-term fate of many peers.
At this moment, Xiao Yan, holding his mother’s hand, tilted his head up.
His large, clear eyes flashed with unmasked envy, tightly following Xiao Qing’s receding back.
Xiao Yan subconsciously clenched his small fists.
Because of the force, his knuckles turned slightly white.
A voice in his heart shouted excitedly: ‘Dou Zhi Qi!
I can start to officially Cultivate next year!’
No one knew that inside the body of this three-year-old child resided an adult Soul from another world.
Having experienced Transmigration for over three years, when Xiao Yan finally confirmed that the extraordinary power of this world was real, the ecstasy and anticipation in his heart were already beyond words.
That thrill of “My fate is determined by me, not the heavens,” of climbing to the Peak by relying on one’s own strength, had long since made Xiao Yan yearn for it, unable to wait any longer!
Beside the black test stone tablet — the middle-aged tester, whose face was perpetually indifferent, held a roster in his hand and began to read out the list of the first batch of Family disciples participating in the test in his calm, emotionless tone. Follow the newest chapters on novelping . com.
“The first to test, Xiao Teng!”
As the words fell, a youth in the crowd, looking about eleven or twelve years old with a rather handsome face, stiffened noticeably.
He took a deep breath, harboring unmaskable nervousness and anxiety, and walked step by step onto the test stage.
Standing before the massive black stone tablet, he appeared somewhat small.
After a moment of hesitation, Xiao Teng slowly extended his right hand and pressed it onto the cold, smooth surface of the tablet.
After a moment of silence, the surface of the pitch-black magic stone tablet suddenly shimmered with faint light, like stars being lit up in the night sky.
The light gradually converged, finally forming a clear line of energy text: Dou Zhi Qi: Four Stages!
The middle-aged tester glanced at the number on the tablet, his expression unchanged, as if he had only seen an insignificant pebble.
After all, the middle-aged tester had to test hundreds of Family disciples every year, and he had seen this kind of lower-Intermediate Aptitude too often; it no longer stirred any waves in him.
Unless a truly dazzling Genius appeared, his face would likely maintain this accustomed indifferent expression.
The middle-aged tester cleared his throat, and using that indifferent voice that seemed to pronounce the youth’s future destiny, he slowly spoke, his voice spreading throughout the square: “Xiao Teng, Dou Zhi Qi: Four Stages!
Level: Intermediate!”
Following the announcement of the first youth’s test result, a buzzing discussion immediately arose among the many waiting Family disciples.
Some were excited and jumping for joy because they were later in the order, ready to go; others were more anxious, their faces pale, fearing their own results would be worse than four stages.
“Next…” The middle-aged tester continued to read the names on the roster without emotion.
“Xiao Ding!”
As soon as this name was called, a small commotion arose below.
A youth aged thirteen or fourteen with a rather handsome face stepped onto the test stage with steady strides, surrounded and cheered on by a group of peers, his face wearing a confident and even somewhat flamboyant smile.
He clearly enjoyed this feeling of being the center of attention.
Xiao Qing, watching this cousin who was currently high-spirited and slightly high-profile, couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth slightly, feeling a bit helpless.
This was Xiao Zhan’s eldest son, Xiao Qing’s cousin, Xiao Ding!
‘Who would have thought that the wise, deep, steady, and reliable eldest brother Xiao Ding of Xiao Yan in the original story would be this relatively flamboyant during his youth?’ Xiao Qing silently complained in his heart.
But on second thought, Xiao Ding was only thirteen, just four years older than him.
Moreover, Xiao Ding had a second younger brother, Xiao Li, who was ten this year.
On the stage, Xiao Ding confidently pressed his right hand onto the magic stone tablet, not even glancing at it, instead slightly lifting his chin to scan the crowd below.
The next moment, the magic stone tablet suddenly erupted with a light several times brighter than before!
The brilliant light attracted the gaze of everyone below, finally condensing into a few exceptionally dazzling characters: Dou Zhi Qi: Seven Stages!
The middle-aged tester to the side saw this number, and his eyes, which had been calm as an ancient well, finally couldn’t help but flash with a trace of surprise.
His pupils contracted slightly, and he thought to himself: ‘As expected of the Clan Chief’s eldest son, this Aptitude is truly extraordinary!’
He took a deep breath, and when he spoke again, that originally indifferent voice actually carried a few traces of imperceptible excitement and volume, as if infected by the result: “Xiao Ding!
Dou Zhi Qi: Seven Stages!
Level: Advanced!”
Hearing the result, Xiao Ding let out a light breath, the smugness and arrogance on his face becoming more obvious.
Xiao Ding withdrew his palm and, like a young general returning in victory, waved to his friends supporting him below before walking off the stage in high spirits.
At this moment, the square completely exploded!
“Dou Zhi Qi Seven Stages!
Isn’t Cousin Xiao Ding too amazing?” A youth with an ordinary appearance opened his mouth wide, his face full of admiration.
“Heavens!
Cousin Xiao Ding is truly remarkable!
He is only thirteen!” A young girl with a pretty face held her hands to her heart, her eyes filled with admiration.
Another young girl standing next to her also had a fervent gaze, as if she had seen her ideal partner, and excitedly echoed: “According to this progress, with Cousin Xiao Ding’s Aptitude, I’m afraid it will take at most three or four years for him to condense a Qi cyclone and become a true Dou Practitioner, right?”
Exclamations, praises, and discussions rose and fell.
Xiao Ding had undoubtedly become the focus of the entire audience at this moment, enjoying countless envious and admiring gazes.
The flamboyance and Aptitude of the youth were displayed to the fullest at this moment!