Chapter 10, The Hope of the Family

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The elders have always feared that the family would decline. Although many of them are not far from the end of their lifespans, they still hope for the prosperity of the family

In one of the training grounds of the ancestral home

Meng Dajiang and the elegant old man both moved forward, yet at this moment, Meng Dajiang felt as if he was floating while walking

Well

Two elders, the fairy has summoned you.

"You all may leave now," Meng Xiangu instructed. "Remember, do not overly flatter Meng Chuan, lest he becomes arrogant; that would ruin him."

The Meng family ancestral home covers a vast area, as it accommodates more than 2,000 clan members

"Third Sister, you are about to scare them to death," said the clan leader, Meng Yanping, with a smile. "I know you are very happy."

The prosperity of the family ensures that their brothers and relatives, as well as their children and grandchildren, can live well. Over the long years, they have long since integrated with the family.

Chuan Er unleashed the secret technique "Three Autumn Leaves". Meng Dajiang only felt his head heat up, and his heart was also burning.

He is the most severe among the elders of the Meng family, yet the bald, thin old man who turned away had a slight smile at the corners of his mouth

It felt as if he had been doused with a bucket of cold water in the middle of winter, leaving him somewhat dazed.

Meng Chuan nodded slightly in response and continued to walk outside

... ...

"Let us go home," Meng Dajiang said happily. With a child like this, what more could one ask for?

With his father ruffling his hair, Meng Chuan could only obediently endure it, appearing somewhat pitiful, yet in reality, he felt exceptionally good.

The great river has the merit of teaching

... ...

Did I hear that wrong? Meng Dajiang felt somewhat uneasy, yet he could not help but stand up and walk towards the entrance of the training ground.

Meng Chuan not only faces the three major thresholds of knife momentum, condensation of elixirs, and the life-and-death barrier, but must also comprehend the threshold of knife momentum, which is another level of cultivation speed, before the age of twenty

"Uncle Wu," Meng Dajiang greeted him, "What happened?"

"Hmm, why is it so noisy outside?" Meng Dajiang frowned slightly, and soon the sounds of commotion drew closer. With his strength as a master of the No-Leak Realm, he was able to hear words like 'Meng Chuan' and 'comprehend secret techniques' among the clamor.

The elegant elder repeatedly said: "Some younger members of the clan returned from the Mirror Lake Dao Academy to report that your son, Meng Chuan, displayed the secret technique 'Three Autumn Leaves' during the selection for the academy's quota. This was witnessed by the dean, the instructors, and thousands of disciples. It cannot be false. Hahaha... Truly, the heavens are blessing my Meng family, blessing my Meng family."

The group of clan elders spoke excitedly. Meng Dajiang smiled foolishly, feeling that this was the happiest day he had experienced in recent years

Soon, all the elders had departed, leaving only Meng Xiangu and the clan leader's siblings in the courtyard

"Look at all of you," Meng Xiangu, who was sitting there, said with a smile. "It is indeed a joyful occasion that Meng Chuan has been able to comprehend the secret technique, but you are still celebrating too early."

"If one cannot enter the Yuanchu Mountain, then Meng Chuan's path of cultivation will be arduous," said Meng Xiangu. "When I comprehended the secret technique at the age of sixteen, it was only at twenty-two that I grasped the concept of momentum. Not being able to enter the Yuanchu Mountain means I can only be considered an outer disciple of Yuanchu Mountain. After enduring countless life-and-death situations, I was fortunate enough to become a deity or demon. Among my small team back then, all had talents comparable to mine, yet I alone became a deity or demon, while the others perished."

That is his son

"The Secret Technique of the Falling Leaf: Three Autumn Leaves?" The burly man from this clan stared with wide eyes, "Meng Chuan is only fifteen this year, right? To comprehend a secret technique at the age of fifteen?"

The patriarch Meng Yanping of the Yuanchu Mountain and the elders all brightened their eyes

Dajiang, you have given birth to a fine son

Now it is good, having comprehended the secret technique at the age of fifteen... This innate talent is no less than that of Mei Yuanzhi

The current Meng Chuan, one might say, is merely a promising seed of divine and demonic potential. It is simply a glimmer of hope for the family.

The elders present also calmed down

An elderly man, bald and thin, squinted his eyes as he listened to the youths chattering excitedly. His eyes brightened, and he could not help but murmur softly, "Heaven bless, heaven bless the Meng family."

The elders were taken aback

Meng Xiangu said: "Meng Chuan has only just taken his first step, and he is still far from becoming a deity or a demon. He still needs to comprehend the sword intent, condense the elixir, and face the final life-and-death trial! These are three significant thresholds... Do not elevate him too high at this moment, lest he becomes complacent. What he needs to do is to cultivate more diligently. It would be best if he could comprehend the sword intent before the age of twenty. That way, he would still have a three-part hope of entering the Yuanchu Mountain. If he can enter Yuanchu Mountain, he will surely become a deity or a demon."

"Stop right there!" A member of the tribe caught the swiftly running youth and said, "Explain to me clearly, what exactly is going on?"

Meng Dajiang felt a shiver run through his entire body

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"You rascal," Meng Dajiang said as he reached out to ruffle Meng Chuan's hair, laughing, "you really startled your father."

We are coming right away

As soon as I arrived at the main entrance, I saw a group of people standing outside the gate of the courtyard, with the plump Meng Dajiang at the forefront, accompanied by a bald, thin old man, an elegant elder, and several other family elders.

"I will!" Meng Xiangu's eyes were filled with anticipation

"Yes." The elders responded in unison with solemnity

Haha, even we were frightened.

Whoever dares to destroy Meng Chuan will be the sworn enemy of the entire Meng family

"The great river, the great river." An elegant old man, accompanied by a group of relatives, approached, his face flushed with excitement and joy.

Oh? Meng Dajiang felt both excited and apprehensive. Although he had some guesses, he still wanted to understand everything clearly.

A group of young men are practicing with weapons such as swords, axes, and spears, while the plump Meng Dajiang sits nearby watching

The Meng family members who rushed in were all running and shouting loudly, filled with excitement. In an instant, they attracted a large number of clan members at the ancestral home, who were all stunned and listening. What? Did I hear that correctly? Meng Chuan has comprehended the secret technique?

Mysterious and powerful

"Elder San, there is a momentous occasion; Meng Chuan has comprehended the secret technique," a clan member rushed to report.

Upon learning this news, I would die with my eyes closed

"A great joyous occasion, a great joyous occasion." The elegant old man was very excited

May heaven bless the Meng family

Hmm?

At the Mirror Lake Daoist Temple, Meng Chuan was walking out, and along the way, the disciples of the temple were calling out one after another: "Brother Meng." They were all exceedingly enthusiastic

Da Jiang, your son is impressive

Yes, Meng Dajiang said respectfully

"Dajiang," Meng Xiangu instructed, "You go to the Jinghu Daoist Temple to fetch Meng Chuan. Make good preparations for the Yuyang Palace's demon-slaying grand event. After the demon-slaying event is over, Meng Chuan should have calmed down, and then bring him to see me."

"Uncle, it is Meng Chuan!" The boy, only thirteen years old, was filled with joy as he exclaimed, "Today is the day of the final selection for the Jinghu Dao Academy. Brother Meng Chuan competed in the arena and showcased the secret technique of the Falling Leaves Blade, 'Three Autumn Leaves.' Even the academy head and the instructors were very excited.

All around the ancestral home, the clansmen gathered around the youths, inquiring and becoming excited and noisy.

Meng Chuan should return with his father and the others

That is the oldest place of cultivation in the entire world

"Meng Chuan, you have done well," several elders of the family said with smiles, clearly very pleased

"The Meng family is about to become even more prosperous, perhaps with the arrival of a pair of divine demons." The clan members spoke excitedly, unaware of Meng Xiangu's serious injury, except for the clan leader and the elders.

Meng Xiangu and the clan leader Meng Yanping were originally playing chess, but they have now stopped. Eight elders have gathered in the courtyard, each of them filled with excitement. There are also elders who are not at the ancestral home and are still unaware of this momentous good news

Indeed, he will surely become a deity or a demon, Meng Yanping said

Becoming a deity or a demon is truly difficult

In the past century or so, there has only been one ancestor of the Zhang family in Dongning Prefecture, who successfully entered the Yuanchushan Mountain, and the Zhang family has thus become the foremost among the five great demon families of Dongning Prefecture

Understood! The bald, thin old man still wore a cold expression on his face and turned to leave.

Of course I am happy. Meng Xiangu then sighed, "I have been a deity and a demon for nearly 80 years, accumulating a great deal of merit at Yuanchu Mountain, and I have many friends! If my family does not have a good successor, all my efforts will be in vain. Now that Meng Chuan has exceptional talent, if I assist him with all my might, he will certainly have a much smoother path than I did back then"

Those young men are all running very fast. The bald, thin old man was quite excited, saying, "Everyone is talking about Meng Chuan's use of the secret technique, Three Autumn Leaves."

Father, Elder. Meng Chuan walked over