"The talent test begins!"

A dignified middle-aged man announced loudly.

A few little kids who looked only three or four years old stood together, staring blankly at a lantern in front of them.

This is a lantern used to test talent, and its outer periphery is divided into nine parts.

Every time a part is lit up, the talent of the person being tested will be higher.

The first person to go up was a quiet girl. She followed the adults' instructions, stretched out her little hand and placed it above the lantern.

A burning sensation gradually arises in the palms of your hands.

Then, the lantern slowly turned.

With each rotation, a section lights up.

Finally, the lantern turned seven full circles before slowly stopping.

"Little piano song, top-notch talent!"

The middle-aged man announced loudly.

The people around him all had happy expressions on their faces. This was truly a top-notch talent. If he practiced diligently, he could at least reach the Golden Core stage in the future.

"Xiaolong, come here."

As the middle-aged man called out the name, a fair and tender little chubby boy walked forward and, like Qinmo, stretched out his chubby little hands and pressed them above the lantern.

Soon, the lantern began to spin.

After turning seven circles, it stopped when it was almost done with the eighth circle.

"Yelong, top talent!"

The joy on people's faces grew even brighter, and some even laughed out loud: "Haha, God bless our Ye family!"

If nothing unexpected happens, these two babies have the potential to become Yuanying.

By then, the Ye family will be able to gain a firm foothold in Yunxiao City.

Next, it was the other kids.

There was a little girl who was smaller than the other children, with a pair of big eyes full of curiosity.

She was not standing with the other children, but in the arms of a young man.

After those people finished the test, the stern middle-aged man called out her name.

"Xiao Huang, it's your turn~"

Xiao Huang raised her head and looked at the young man.

"father."

She called out sweetly.

"Go ahead, I believe in you." Her father encouraged her.

Xiao Huang jumped out of her father's arms and staggered towards the lantern.

"come on."

"You'll be fine."

Several other children were cheering her on.

Xiao Huang walked forward and placed her hand on the lantern, following the example of the others.

Soon, the lantern began to spin.

One lap, two laps.

When I was on the fourth lap, I almost finished it, but I stopped in the end.

"Ye Huang, talent... poor."

The middle-aged man said this.

The little girl didn't understand what this meant. She just found that the adults, who had been very happy before, were now silent.

And his father even lowered his head.

"Haha, it's okay. Ye Long and Qin Yu will definitely assist Xiao Huang well in the future."

Someone broke the silence, and the others began to come alive again.

But the little girl still kept staring at her father.

She saw a strange look in her father's eyes.

After she grew up, she realized that feeling was called disappointment.

"father..."

Three years later.

"Dad! I'm finally angry!"

A small figure ran into the courtyard with all his might.

It’s Xiao Huang.

Unfortunately, he was too short and the threshold was too high. He didn't pay attention and tripped, falling flat on his face.

Xiao Huang quickly got up and brushed the dirt off her body, but suddenly she felt a burning pain in her elbow.

I raised my arm and took a look. It turned out that a piece of skin had been rubbed off and it was very painful.

But Xiaohuang didn't care. She wiped it with her clothes and walked into the room.

"Dad, I can officially practice now!"

She came into the house and shouted.

At this time, my father came out from the inner hall, holding a scroll that looked very old.

Xiao Huang knew that there was a beautiful woman painted on the scroll.

I heard from others that it was my mother.

"Dad, look!"

Xiao Huang put her arms behind her back and stretched out her other hand. A small flame suddenly ignited at her fingertips, trembling and flickering.

“That’s great.”

The man squatted down, wiped the stains off her face, and said with a smile: "Keep working hard, Dad believes in you, you can do it."

Xiao Huang nodded heavily.

The word "effort" has since taken up residence in her heart.

Soon, she came to the family training ground, and regardless of the pain in her arm, she punched the soft mat used for training again and again.

At this time, another group of children noticed her and began to whisper.

"Hey, that's Ye Huang, the granddaughter of the patriarch."

"I heard that she has very poor talent, far behind Ye Long and Ye Qinyao."

"She is such a strange person. While others are resting and playing, she is the only one who is still practicing."

"I heard that she was a bad luck girl and even killed her own mother."

"Yes, yes, yes, we need to stay away from her."

Xiao Huang heard what they said.

She was a little confused and didn't know why the other kids didn't like her.

She also asked her father, and he said that her mother was too weak to die by herself.

But no matter where you go, you can still hear such sayings.

"What are you talking about!"

At this moment, a loud roar was heard.

Then, a long whip was used to hit the children who had just spoken, causing them to scream.

"Wow, Leopard Priest, we won't dare to do that again!"

A fierce-looking young man snorted coldly, gave them a scolding, and then came to Xiaohuang.

He looked at the wound on Xiaohuang's arm and frowned slightly.

Then he took out some medicine and wrapped it carefully.

Looking at Xiaohuang's two little fists, which were already red and almost rubbed raw, he sighed.

But in the end, he, who was not good at speaking, said nothing. He rubbed Xiaohuang's head, turned around and left.

Behind him, the sound of fists hitting the cushion rang out again.

Another three years passed.

Family competition.

"Bang!" With a sound, a figure was knocked to the ground and rolled off the stage.

"Wang Yu vs. Ye Huang, Wang Yu wins!"

The elders announced the result.

Ye Huang stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, brushed off the dust on his body, and walked back to his father's side amid a group of complicated gazes.

"father..."

"Oh...it's okay, take a rest." Her father said with a sigh.

Ye Huang sat down with his head down, the discussions around him constantly drilling into his ears.

"A direct disciple was actually abused by a collateral disciple."

"She still enjoys so many resources."

“What a waste.”

Ye Huang knew that these words had also entered her father's ears.

"Look, it's a leaf dragon!"

Suddenly, someone shouted.

Ye Huang raised his head and saw a handsome young man on the stage, holding a spear with an imposing manner.

Everyone cheered.

Another three years passed.

It's another family competition.

When it was Ye Huang's turn, she walked onto the stage and looked in the direction of the family head.

The position of father has long been vacant.

She turned back in silence.

My hands clenched involuntarily.

If so, you have the talent.

If so, I have great strength.

I will definitely not let my father down.

She secretly swore that if she was lucky enough to transform in the future, she would never, ever let the feeling of disappointment appear in her father's eyes again!

"I can't let him down again!"

A long sword suddenly appeared in Ye Huang's hand.

"I can't let him down again!!"

Ye Huang roared, and swung his sword across the air, slashing at the opponent in front of him.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the earth shook.

The scene around her began to change rapidly.

A faint floral scent gradually made her consciousness clearer.

When she came to her senses, Ye Huang found that she was standing in a sea of ​​roses.

No, it should be said that it is half of the sea of ​​flowers.

Because the other half, under her sword just now, had completely collapsed and turned into a boundless abyss.

A girl with long purple-red hair and a slightly pale face stood in front of her.

"Xiaoxiao?"

Ye Huang was stunned.