When I opened my eyes in a daze, it was already morning.

Ling Yifeng frowned and rubbed his somewhat sore head, not remembering what happened last night for a while.

"My head hurts so much!" Ling Yifeng bared his teeth, and after a moment, a lightning bolt seemed to pass through his head.

Ignoring the pain, Ling Yifeng immediately checked his body.

The memory of last night suddenly surfaced, and he only remembered that he was about to concentrate his mind on getting close to the mysterious object in the dantian, but he was stunned by a force.

It is related to the foundation of cultivation, the dantian, which cannot tolerate a trace of sloppiness.

After examining his whole body and not suffering any injuries, Ling Yifeng breathed a sigh of relief, then sank into his mind and continued to march towards the dantian.

His dantian and spirit wheel are nothing unusual, but the mysterious black core is still in his dantian, the only thing to be thankful for is that it is there quietly, without a trace of abnormality!

"What the hell is this?" Ling Yifeng carefully recalled the record of the Spirit Yuan Realm in the book, but he had never seen a record of something like a seed anywhere!

People will always feel an inexplicable fear of the unknown, Ling Yifeng is of course no exception, but he is experienced in this area, in addition to the dominant remnant in his body, he has also encountered a fire silk that can devour the demon core, plus this one, it seems to be nothing!

With a bitter smile helplessly, Ling Yifeng had no choice but to comfort himself like this. This black core is in his dantian, he can't get it away, he just wanted to get close to it and observe it last night and was directly stunned by it!

Perhaps, only when the great god who lives in his body wakes up can he answer his doubts!

Ignoring it for the time being, washing and dressing neatly, Ling Yifeng walked out of his hut.

Today is a very important day for the Ling family, and the clan competition conference, which is only held once every three years, is held today.

This is a conference to test the cultivation achievements of the children in the clan, and it is also an assessment that will determine their future fate. Their young people are the future of the Ling family. If you can stand out in this clan competition and have excellent qualifications, you will be the object of key training, and you are very likely to become the elite pillars of the family in the future, while other people who are talented and dull and lazy will be assigned to the bottom industry by the family, and may be silent for a lifetime.

This is the cruel reality, the children of the Ling family will be guided to start practicing spiritual power from the age of three or four, and at the age of six, they will also be arranged to enter the training ground for physical exercise, which shows the importance that the Ling family attaches to spiritual power cultivation.

Except for a few people who had to keep the family running, they almost all came to the center of the largest square in the clan. The Ling family is very prosperous, and the number of people of the same age as Ling Yifeng has reached hundreds, although Ling Yifeng has no impression of most of them.

Following everyone to the square, Ling Yifeng found a corner by a tree.

On the high platform, Ling Cheng and several elders and the deacons of the family had already taken their seats on the stage, and Ling Yifeng found that there were still a few unfamiliar faces on the stage, as if they had never seen them in the Ling family.

With the beating of drumsticks, everyone fell silent. Ling Cheng stood up, glanced down, looked at the young and immature faces, and sighed slightly. His sharp gaze swept around, but he didn't see Ling Yifeng, and his face couldn't help but show a little gloom.

Ling Yifeng's location happened to be in the blind spot of the high platform, he could easily see the stage, but it was difficult to find him from the stage.

Ling Cheng no longer looked for Ling Yifeng, and said loudly below: "Today, it is our Ling family's triennial clan competition, I think you all understand the purpose of this competition, this is both an opportunity and a challenge for you, I hope you can play well!"

"Huh?" Someone beside Ling Yifeng snorted lightly: "Isn't the person in a blue robe next to the head of the family, Xu Su, the head of the Xu family, why is he here?"

"Yes, huh, you see, that beautiful woman in a black dress seems to be Liu Jingshan, the head of the Liu family!"

"What do you know, as far as I know, the heads of the other three families in Luoyu City have been invited over today, you see, the one wearing a black robe on the side is Han Jin, the head of the Han family!" another person next to him whispered.

"Why did you invite them all over, it seems that our Ling family's clan competition has never invited outsiders to observe!"

"I heard that our children are too good, so I'm afraid I didn't want to show off when I called them!" someone said in a mysterious whisper.

"Yes, like Brother Ling Chuyang, he is the best in Luoyu City's generation, and he has been at the top of the ranking list for a long time in the Spirit Academy!"

Ling Yifeng listened to their discussion, his eyes looked towards the high platform, and it turned out that those unfamiliar faces were the heads of the other families. I don't know what my father meant.

Ling Yifeng saw that his father was chatting happily with the middle-aged beauty next to him, and he didn't know what he was talking about. But the woman is really beautiful, she is in her thirties and looks like she is in her twenties, and there are a lot of eyes in the audience who can't stop looking at her!

A deacon in the family had read out the various matters and announced the beginning of the clan assembly.

"Now, if you read your name, go up to the ring!" the deacon's indifferent voice sounded.

"Ling Dongxiang, Ling Jian!"

"Ling Hong, Ling Ya!"

There were two rings on the square, and two groups of people appeared at the same time, and the teenagers whose names were called walked out of the crowd and walked towards the ring, some of them were full of pride and confidence, and some were dejected.

All four of them were only about seventeen or eighteen years old, and had reached the point of adulthood, and after passing the pre-test etiquette with each other, they began to compete.

Their strength is not high, and the way they fight is also clear-looking, without the slightest ornamentation at all, watching them use not strong spiritual power to simply collide with each other, Ling Yifeng shook his head slightly.

Soon, one of the groups was decided, and one teenager punched another in the nose, and then the boy who was hit clutched his nose in pain, blood dripping between his fingers.

"Group B, winner, Ling Hong!" the referee's indifferent voice sounded, and the two teenagers stepped off the stage in turn.

"Ling Feiquan, Ling Hao!"

Another group came up to the stage, and the group over there was about to split the winners.

Ling Yifeng suddenly felt very bored, and the enthusiasm he had been surging up was slowly fading.

Most of the children of the Ling family who came to power were still only hovering at the level of seventh or eighth layers of spiritual power, and the fights between them seemed so monotonous and unskilled, and they only relied on spiritual power to do the simplest collision.

Ling Yifeng yawned slightly, and simply closed his eyes to recuperate.

"Ling Chuyang, Ling Miao!" The referee's voice sounded again, but this time it was slightly strange, not as indifferent as before, and everyone in the audience was in an uproar when they heard these two names.

Ling Yifeng also opened his eyes suddenly, after waiting for so long, he finally waited for the main protagonist to play, and the corners of his mouth raised a slight smile.

I saw a tall young man jumping into the ring, he was dressed in a light blue suit, there was a chic handsome color between his eyebrows, he had a faint smile on his face, and looked around like a star.

"Chu Yang!

As soon as he came on stage, he immediately became the focus of everyone's eyes, and the girls below cheered like when they looked at the handsome young men on the stage.

Ling Yifeng squinted his eyes and looked at the stage, and the handsome young man's gaze happened to fall on his face. Ling Yifeng's eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc, and Ling Chuyang was also looking at him with a strange expression.

This Ling Chuyang is indeed not simple, not to mention that he is the eldest grandson of the Great Elder, and his cultivation talent can be regarded as a rare occurrence in the Ling family in a hundred years.

Long before Ling Yifeng, he had always been the genius that the Ling family focused on. Like Ling Yifeng, he began to practice qi at the age of five, reached the fourth layer of spiritual power at the age of seven, reached an astonishing eight-layer spiritual power at the age of ten, and reached the peak of the ninth layer in a year, and finally broke through the spirit wheel realm at the age of twelve, becoming the youngest spirit wheel realm powerhouse in the Ling family.

However, before the aura above his head shone for long, his record was refreshed by Ling Yifeng, who was two or three years younger than him, and with his age of less than ten years old, he set the youngest Spirit Wheel Realm in Luoyu City in one fell swoop.

Under Ling Yifeng's more brilliant light, his achievements seemed to have become bleak, although he still had a high popularity in the Ling family and even in the Tiannan Spirit Academy, but he could not let go of the grievances in his heart.

But three years ago, because people found that Ling Yifeng, who had attracted much attention, barely made any progress, he Ling Chuyang returned to the focus of everyone's attention.

Retracting his gaze, Ling Chuyang looked to the other side of the ring, and a graceful figure slowly emerged from the crowd, this was his opponent Ling Miao'er this time!

"Sister Miao'er, Sister Miao'er!" seemed to be louder than Ling Chuyang's appearance.

I thought that Ling Chuyang was already the most popular, but who knew that this girl seemed to be more popular than him, maybe because there were more underground boys!

The girl in Tsing Yi slowly walked towards the ring, the girl was already an adult, she had a beautiful face, a pair of big eyes looking straight ahead, a ruddy lip corner outlined a shallow crescent, and a long hair fell like a waterfall, just falling to her slightly warped buttocks wrapped in Tsing Yi. Her body has also shown the perfect curves of a mature woman, her lotus steps move slightly, her waist swings, she doesn't care about the cheers and eyes off the field, and the hot eyes under the field also follow her seductive back and move slowly.

Suddenly remembering the "surprise" that Ling Yu said, the corners of Ling Yifeng's mouth showed a wry smile.

Raising his eyelids slightly, looking at the graceful back that had attracted much attention, Ling Yifeng's face couldn't help but have a complicated look.