Chapter 4: Entering the Clan Genealogy

Yunwu Mountain possesses a fourth-rank spiritual vein, and the spiritual energy within the mountain is dozens of times denser than in the outside world!

The Ye family has managed it for generations, constructing many pavilions and cave dwellings within the mountain.

On the outskirts of the mountain, there is a faint, shimmering barrier that envelops the entire Yunwu Mountain.

Led by Ye Yonglun, the group quickly passed through the barrier and entered the interior of Yunwu Mountain.

The moment he stepped inside the barrier, Ye Qingxuan felt as if he had entered a very comfortable environment, surrounded by pure white clouds and mist.

"Wow, so this is Yunwu Mountain?"

Ye Qingshao, who was beside Ye Qingxuan, could not help but exclaim in excitement after entering the mountain.

At this moment, many people had already gathered in the space around the group; these were the clansmen from Ye Family Immortal City who had tested positive for spiritual roots.

Ye Yonglun did not stop, leading Ye Qingxuan and the others as they flew toward the summit of the mountain.

They only stopped upon reaching the summit, in front of the largest building in Yunwu Mountain—the Ancestral Hall.

After landing, Ye Qingxuan looked around and followed Ye Yonglun and Ye Yongqing into the Ancestral Hall, with Ye Qingshao trailing behind.

Ye Yongqing, who was a step behind, whispered into the ears of Ye Qingxuan and the other

"This is the Ancestral Hall. We will hold the ceremony to enter your names into the genealogy shortly. Be careful not to make any loud noises!"

"Yes, thank you, Uncle!"

Ye Qingxuan also whispered his thanks for Ye Yongqing's reminder.

As for Ye Qingshao, he seemed intimidated by the solemn atmosphere of the Ancestral Hall; he didn't speak, but simply nodded hurriedly.

The group walked into the interior of the hall, and the space inside was unexpectedly large. Many people had already gathered there.

Ye Qingxuan and Ye Qingshao followed the other boys and girls, lining up in the gaps of the queue, while Ye Yonglun and Ye Yongqing went to the front of the hall to report.

Scanning the room, Ye Qingxuan discovered that over a hundred boys and girls had already gathered.

At the front of the hall, there were also many clansmen dressed in Ye family robes. Leading them was an elderly man with white hair and a long beard, looking spirited and wearing a smile.

Although the many boys and girls gathered in the hall did not speak loudly, most could not help but whisper to each other.

The elder in charge did not stop them, adding a touch of human warmth to the otherwise serious Ancestral Hall.

As time passed, more people arrived at the Ancestral Hall one after another.

Not long after, once everyone had arrived, the elder stepped forward and said with a chuckle

"Little ones, everyone quiet down!"

Hearing the elder's words, everyone in the hall instantly fell silent, as obedient as well-behaved children.

Once everyone was quiet, the elder continued

"I am Ye Wenmao, one of the governing elders of the family, and I am responsible for presiding over the Ancestral Hall affairs this year.

This year, our Ye family has detected a total of two hundred and fifteen immortal seedlings. Shortly, we will hold the ceremony to enter your names into the genealogy.

After the ceremony, you will have half a year to learn the basic knowledge of cultivation and the Ye family precepts. Only those who pass the assessment will be allowed to choose cultivation techniques and begin their initial contact with cultivation.

Those who do not pass will need to study on their own, mastering the basics until they pass the assessment before they can begin cultivation!"

Hearing the elder's words, Ye Qingxuan did not feel anything was amiss; on the contrary, he felt it was very reasonable.

Most of them had come from Ye Family Immortal City and were essentially ignorant of basic knowledge, meridians, acupoints, and the precautions of cultivation.

He felt it was very necessary to spend half a year learning all of this to build a foundation.

After all, cultivation is not child's play; one wrong step could result in a painful price.

At the front, after Ye Wenmao finished speaking, he paused for a moment. Seeing that no one had any objections, he announced with a solemn expression

"The Ye family's induction ceremony officially begins. Please, bring forth the genealogy!"

As soon as his voice fell, a cyan jade-colored book appeared out of thin air. It flipped its pages automatically, skipping over a large number of names until it stopped at a blank space.

At the same time, a cyan jade-colored brush condensed and hovered beside the genealogy.

Once everything was prepared, Ye Wenmao spoke again

"Don't be nervous. Come one by one and just write your name on the genealogy."

Ye Wenmao then cast his gaze toward the young girl at the front of the line.

The girl did not show any signs of timidity; instead, she walked forward calmly, picked up the brush, and wrote her name—Ye Qingshuang.

Seeing this, a satisfied smile appeared on Ye Wenmao's face.

After the girl's name was entered into the genealogy, a leaf-shaped jade token began to condense, with the name "Ye Qingshuang" engraved upon it.

Seeing this jade token, the girl looked at Ye Wenmao with slight hesitation.

Sensing Ye Qingshuang's gaze, Ye Wenmao chuckled

"Hehe, take it! This is your clan token. From now on, it is a symbol of your identity. Don't lose it!"

Hearing Ye Wenmao's words, Ye Qingshuang nodded her little head

"Yes, Elder!"

She then reached out and gripped her clan token tightly!

With the girl leading the way, the others began to sign their names in an orderly fashion.

Soon, it was Ye Qingxuan's turn.

He wrote his name gently, watching it turn into a stream of light and merge into the genealogy, settling in a blank space.

He stared blankly at his own condensed jade token. It took a long while before he reacted, reached out to take his token, and stepped aside.

"Perhaps, at this moment, I have truly left my own mark on this world. From now on, can I say I have a foundation and a final destination in this world?"

Parents are family, providing emotional bonds.

But in this world, cultivators live long lives; parents cannot accompany one forever. Perhaps a group of like-minded clansmen is what can accompany one for a long time?

In the end, Ye Qingxuan shook his head with a bitter smile.

His lifespan is eternal; eventually, he will witness everyone around him leave him behind.

Loneliness is the final destination on the path of cultivation.

At this moment, he was lost again!

If that is the case, then what is the use of this eternal lifespan?

And what is the meaning of the immortal path—the one he was looking forward to, excited about, nervous about, and about to step into?

Ye Qingxuan slowly closed his eyes, his mind filled with thoughts of his past and present lives, his parents in this life, and the clansmen he had little contact with but were gathered together by blood.

"The immortal path! The immortal path!"

With his thoughts in chaos, Ye Qingxuan felt as if he had suddenly lost his direction.

Memories of his past and present lives rolled through his mind. Suddenly, a piece of information cut through his chaotic thoughts, bringing him a glimmer of hope!

In the novels of his past life, there were countless great beings, and the top-tier ones possessed almost omnipotent means.

If he himself could transmigrate like the characters in those novels, could he not reach the level of those top-tier beings over the long passage of time?

Perhaps, when he reaches the peak, he can spread his own eternity, break all rules, and allow those he thinks of and misses to be eternal as well?

As soon as this thought appeared, it magnified infinitely in Ye Qingxuan's mind, making him feel as if he had grasped a final straw and found a new goal.

Opening his eyes again, a brilliant light flickered within them, and Ye Qingxuan's soul seemed to undergo an incredible transformation.

Before he had even begun to cultivate, his soul began to rapidly solidify within his mental space.

This caused Ye Qingxuan's already powerful soul origin to continuously strengthen.

From this point on, there was no more confusion in his heart, for he had found his ultimate goal for stepping onto the immortal path!

Ye Wenmao, standing in front, seemed to notice the change in Ye Qingxuan, but when he looked closely, he discovered nothing, only feeling that Ye Qingxuan seemed to have acquired some kind of temperament.

At times, it made him feel he could easily see through the ordinary Ye Qingxuan, and at other times, it felt as if there was a layer of mist over him, making him impossible to fathom!

It was very contradictory!

In the end, Ye Wenmao withdrew his gaze.

"I'm old! I'm old! Now I can't even see through a young man who hasn't even started cultivating!"

If he can't see through him, so be it! As long as his surname is Ye, that's enough!

Ye Wenmao put aside his doubts and turned his gaze back toward the genealogy.

As for Ye Qingxuan, feeling the gaze disappear, he breathed a secret sigh of relief.

(End of chapter)