That night, at the Shen family in the city.
The head of the family, Chen Fan, sat at the desk, put down the file that had just been delivered to him, and frowned slightly.
"Is the roster of all the family's children here?"
The housekeeper nodded repeatedly and said, "They're all here. We've even brought the case files for several branches in the town below!"
"Are there still people wandering around?" Chen Fan continued to ask.
The housekeeper looked helpless, "Of course there is, but you know, Master, it will take a while to find the person."
Bang!
Chen Fan slammed the table, his face darkening. "If you can't find it, then forget it?! There are still two months until the Sword Tower opens. Are we just going to sit there and wait for death?"
The housekeeper was so frightened that he shuddered, "I'll make arrangements right away!"
After sending the butler away, Chen Fan sat down again, but his expression did not improve.
Their Shen family has been rooted here for more than three hundred years and has developed into a large family.
All of this is thanks to an ancestor who joined the Wanmai Sword Sect three hundred years ago. Although he was just a small manager in the outer sect, he was able to bring great convenience to the family.
Three years ago, the old ancestor passed away in the sect. The news could not be concealed and had already spread.
In the past three hundred years, although no descendants of the Shen family have been able to enter the Wanmai Sword Sect, many people have entered other sects to practice. The most promising one has already become the elder of a small sect, ensuring the safety of the family.
But just recently, Chen Fan heard some extremely bad news.
The youngest grandson of the Wu family, another family in the city, was found to have top-grade spiritual roots and a very good talent in swordsmanship.
In other words, the possibility of this youngest grandson passing the test and entering the Wanmai Sword Sect is almost certain!
When Shen Fan first heard about this, he naturally didn't believe it. If the Wu family really had such a genius, they shouldn't have exposed it so early, otherwise it would have attracted the Pantheon's assassination, and wouldn't their efforts have been in vain?
Later, he used his connections to inquire and learned that the youngest grandson of the Wu family had long been favored by Li Wansheng and had been sent to a spiritual pool in the Wanmai Sword Sect in advance to cleanse his body.
It could be said that this youngest grandson's admission to the Myriad Veins Sword Sect was a foregone conclusion. Furthermore, since he was no longer in the city, there was no need for the news to spread.
It was even possible that the Wu family took the initiative to spread this news in order to put pressure on themselves.
Chen Fan did feel a great deal of pressure, and was so irritable that he couldn't close his eyes or rest for several days.
Of course he understood the principle that there can't be two tigers in one mountain.
At present, his Shen family controls 70% of the shops in the city and still has an absolute upper hand. However, once the exact news that the child from the Wu family has joined the Wanmai Sword Sect comes back, the situation in the city will change drastically in an instant.
It is good to lean on a big tree for shade. No matter how weak the Wu family is, once they show the intention to invade, if he does not want to be destroyed, he can only hand over the industry in the city to others.
Is there smoke coming out of the Wu family's ancestral tomb? How could such a little monster be born?
Chen Fan gritted his teeth in hatred, and when he looked at the rows of files in front of the table, he couldn't find a single good one, which made him even more depressed.
The Wanmai Sword Sect has lowered the income threshold this time, but the minimum requirement is a mid-grade spiritual root, and they will only accept those whose spiritual beads are overflowing with green light and are just one step away from having a top-grade spiritual root.
Although the main family had medium-grade spiritual roots, without exception, none of them showed signs of overflowing green light. All the seedlings sent in were rejected.
In desperation, Chen Fan could only pin his hopes on the branches and the towns under their jurisdiction, but when he saw the list delivered today, he couldn't help but be disappointed.
He doesn't even have a mid-grade spiritual root.
Although he sent his butler to look for the family members who were stranded outside, he knew that the hope was slim.
Those were descendants who had been expelled from the family due to their mistakes. Not only had their relationship been alienated, but they were also useless, with no spiritual roots or mixed spiritual roots. Their offspring were mostly mortals. Even if they were lucky enough to give birth to a low-grade spiritual root, what good was that?
Moreover, most of these heirs have disappeared. It would be considered a good thing if we can find eight or ten of them within just two months.
It is too unrealistic to expect that a genius with overflowing aura will emerge among these eight or ten people.
Chen Fan clenched the case file in his hand. He had considered moving his entire family out of the city. But the wilderness was different from the city, where the Myriad Veins Sword Sect maintained stability.
If he accidentally encountered a demon cultivator, there would be the risk of his entire clan being wiped out. How could he dare to take the risk?
Chen Fan closed his eyes and sighed.
If there is really no other way, he can only choose to keep a low profile and voluntarily give up his territory to the Wu family, hoping that the Wu family will not kill him.
…
One and a half months later.
The butler brought one hundred and thirty-nine trembling boys and girls to Chen Fan.
"Master, this is the last batch." The butler spoke, his voice revealing a hint of fatigue.
Chen Fan nodded slightly, his eyes swept across the crowd of half-grown children in the field, and he heard a lot of sobbing.
It is too inefficient to search for the descendants who are away from home in just half a month.
So he changed his mind and simply asked the housekeeper to bring back all the mortal children of appropriate age within a radius of 100 miles to test their spiritual roots.
As long as they can identify a talent who can join the Wanmai Sword Sect, their Shen family still has hope.
Such brutal and shameless means naturally made other cultivation families in the city laugh at them, but Chen Fan didn't care.
This was the only solution he could think of.
Unfortunately, the five batches of children brought over previously all failed to meet the standards. The probability of a mortal progeny becoming a cultivation genius is incredibly low.
"The last batch..."
Chen Fan suppressed his troubled thoughts, took out the mid-grade spirit bead and threw it to the housekeeper, "Let's get started."
The housekeeper nodded hurriedly, holding the spirit-testing bead and standing in front of the children, he shouted loudly, "Everyone, line up obediently, come over one by one, and place your hands on the bead.
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