The foundation is laid at birth, the elixir is formed at the age of ten, and the infant is condensed within fifty years.
In the past, this was something that no one dared to even think about.
But in the Wu family, this is a very common thing. If you cannot cultivate to the corresponding level within the specified time, you will be ridiculed.
Seeing that everyone had been beaten to a pulp, Butler Wu spoke.
"I'll send someone over to teach you the rules. Once you've learned most of them, I'll assign you tasks."
"work?"
Someone questioned, "Aren't we going to enter Tiandaoyuan?"
"It seems that the person who sent you here didn't explain it clearly."
The butler glanced at the person who raised the question with an indifferent look.
“Not everyone is qualified to enter Tiandao Academy. You will learn the rules of my Wu family for a year, and then take the assessment.
This assessment will determine your future. The corporal will return to Canglan and manage the Canglan Realm for our Wu family. The sergeant will stay in the Wu family and serve the young masters and young ladies.
Only senior officers are qualified to enter the lower house of Tiandao Academy."
When everyone heard this, they were all silent.
Even if you were a servant in the Wu family, you would be divided into different classes.
For a moment, they didn't know whether they should sigh at the Wu family's great power or lament their own misfortune.
After Butler Wu left, a fat female consul took charge of everyone and taught them the rules.
She smiled friendly and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm much easier to talk to than Butler Wu.
Moreover, like you, I was once a cultivator who walked out of the cave heaven, and I understand very well what you are feeling at this moment."
These words immediately brought the female consul closer to everyone.
Everyone's expressions relaxed and they couldn't help but ask the questions that concerned them most.
"Mr. Consul, what is the level of cultivation of the Wu family's powerful being?"
"We have become slaves of the Wu family. Do we have to be slaves for the rest of our lives?"
The female consul looked at everyone with pity, "Above the Nascent Soul stage is the Spiritual Transformation stage. This hurdle between the Nascent Soul and the Spiritual Transformation stage has stopped countless people.
But above the Divine Transformation, there is the Void Refining, and the Fusion…
Each realm is a checkpoint that blocks countless cultivators from entering.
In the eyes of the Wu family's powerful, you are no different from ordinary people without any cultivation."
Everyone looked unhappy.
As the geniuses of the Canglan Realm, their talents are undoubtedly outstanding, but even they are not 100% sure that they can break through to the Nascent Soul Realm.
Not to mention the realms above Nascent Soul, which they have never even heard of.
The female consul took in everyone's expressions and comforted them.
"Don't worry, as long as you understand your own identity and work hard, the Wu family will help you cultivate. However, how far you can go in the future depends on your own potential."
"Mr. Consul, you haven't answered the second question yet. Do we have a chance to tear off the stigma of being a slave of the Wu family?"
Hearing this, the female consul's eyes became more compassionate.
She sighed in her heart and said silently, no.
Important resources are monopolized, and the road to supremacy has long been blocked.
It was almost impossible for later generations to break out of the joint blockade of the Wu family and many other families.
But she smiled and nodded. After all, a donkey would not work unless a carrot was hung in front of it.
“Yes, but this road is difficult and still very far away from you.
For you, the most important thing is to familiarize yourself with the Wu family rules as quickly as possible and achieve good results in the assessment."
Because of the female consul's "heartfelt talk", everyone was no longer so resistant to learning the rules and accepted their new identities resignedly.
The Wu family is a wealthy and powerful family with many rules. Even in the courtyard of an unfavored young master or young lady from a side branch, there are dozens of servants waiting at all times for orders.
After learning the rules for a month, everyone finally got a day off and looked a little relieved.
Someone complained quietly, "The Wu family's rules are too strict. We have to study day and night, without even a moment's rest.
I had originally planned to make the most of the evening to practice, but ended up having no time at all."
Someone immediately echoed, "Who says it isn't? Sigh, if I had known it would be like this in the upper realm, I might not have come. Senior Suxi is really cheating me."
A disciple from Piaomiao Palace snorted coldly, "My Master-aunt is not trying to trick you. She made it very clear that if you don't come to the upper realm, you won't be able to condense your infant. This is your own choice!"
"But she didn't say that we would become servants of the Wu family, and that we would have to pass an assessment before we could enter Tiandao Academy."
Zhou Tong snorted coldly at the noise of the crowd in front of him.
"Alright, you've been learning the rules for so long, but you still don't know what to do? You dare to speak ill of the master in private, do you want to die?"
Everyone subconsciously fell silent, and then someone sneered unwillingly.
"We are not spineless demon cultivators like you who happily run away with tails wagging when someone gives us a bone."
"That's right. I've finally seen it this time. You, the demonic cultivators of the Xuanyin Sect, all flatter the superiors and bully the inferiors. You are destined to be slaves."
Zhou Tong curled his lips, but his expression was cold.
"You weren't destined to be slaves, so why do you bow down to us when you see those young masters and young ladies?"
Everyone's expressions suddenly turned ugly.
These days, everyone was taught etiquette by the female consul, and they had to bow to the young masters and young ladies many times.
"Zhou Tong, you're arguing with us here, what's your ability? If you have the guts, why don't you go and argue with the masters?"
Zhou Tong curled his lips sarcastically. This was called the master, and he even dared to say that he had backbone.
He was too lazy to argue with them, so he followed Meng Wan and Li Yuanyuan into their room.
After closing the door, he cast a barrier to prevent others from eavesdropping on the conversation between the three.
Then he looked at the two of them, his eyes revealing a sharp edge.
"What are your plans? You're not going to stay here and be slaves for the rest of your life, are you?"
Although the people of the Xuanyin Sect knew the current situation and adapted well to their new identities, they would certainly be unwilling to be slaves for the rest of their lives.
Meng Wan sighed and felt a little depressed.
"Now that things have come to this, what else can we do? We can't just die because of our backbone."
"Junior Sister Meng, we're not at the end of our rope yet. How can you give up so easily?"
Li Yuanyuan disagreed and said, "Butler Wu said that if you become a senior sergeant, you can enter the Tiandao Academy to cultivate immortality. Perhaps we can find out the specific content of the assessment."
Zhou Tong nodded, "Senior Sister Li is right. Entering Tiandao Academy may be our only hope of escaping slavery."
Meng Wan managed to cheer herself up a bit, "So, brothers and sisters, tell me what we should do? Just tell me, as long as it's doable, I'll definitely do it."
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