Chapter 4: Registered in the Family Genealogy

Mount Yunwu possesses a fourth-rank spiritual vein, and the spiritual energy within the mountain is dozens of times more dense than outside!

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

On the mountain's outskirts, a faintly visible barrier envelops the entire Mount Yunwu.

Under Ye Yonglun's lead, the group quickly passed through the barrier and entered the interior of Mount Yunwu.

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

"Wow, this is Mount Yunwu?"

Ye Qingxiao, standing beside Ye Qingxuan, couldn't help but shout excitedly after entering Mount Yunwu.

At this moment, quite a few people had gathered around the group; they were all clan members from the Ye Immortal City who had tested positive for spiritual roots.

Ye Yonglun did not stop, leading Ye Qingxuan and the others to fly toward the mountain peak.

Only upon reaching the summit did they stop at the largest structure in Mount Yunwu—the Ancestral Hall.

After landing, Ye Qingxuan looked around, and he and Ye Qingxiao slowly followed behind Ye Yonglun and Ye Yongqing into the Ancestral Hall.

Ye Yongqing, trailing slightly behind, whispered in the ears of the two:

"This is the Ancestral Hall. A ceremony to register you in the family genealogy will be held shortly. Be careful not to make loud noises!"

"Yes, thank you, Clan Uncle!"

Ye Qingxuan also quietly thanked Ye Yongqing for the reminder.

Meanwhile, Ye Qingxiao on the side seemed stunned by the solemn atmosphere of the Ancestral Hall; he said nothing and simply nodded repeatedly.

The group entered the interior of the ancestral temple, where the space was surprisingly large, and quite a few people had already gathered.

Ye Qingxuan and Ye Qingxiao followed the boys and girls inside, lining up at the gap in the queue, while Ye Yonglun and Ye Yongqing went to the very front of the hall to report.

Scanning the room, Ye Qingxuan noticed over a hundred boys and girls had already gathered in the hall.

At the very front of the hall, many clan members wearing Ye family robes were also gathered, led by an elderly man with white hair and a long beard, full of spirit and smiling.

The many boys and girls gathered in the hall, though not making loud noises, mostly couldn't help whispering to each other.

The leading elder did not speak to stop this, adding a touch of worldly warmth to the otherwise solemn Ancestral Hall.

Time passed, and more and more people continued to enter the Ancestral Hall.

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

"Little ones, everyone quiet down!"

Hearing the elder's words, everyone in the hall instantly fell silent, behaving like obedient children.

Only after everyone had quieted down did the elder continue speaking:

"I am Ye Wenmao, one of the ruling 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 potential cultivators. Shortly, we will hold a ceremony to register you little ones in the family genealogy.

After the ceremony concludes, you will have half a year to learn the basic knowledge of cultivation and the Ye family precepts. Only those who pass the assessment may choose a cultivation method and begin initial cultivation.

Those who do not pass must learn through self-study, mastering the basic knowledge on their own, and may only begin cultivation after passing the assessment!"

Hearing the elder's words, Ye Qingxuan felt nothing was amiss; on the contrary, he thought it very reasonable.

Most of them had come from the Ye Immortal City and were basically ignorant of basic knowledge, meridian acupoints, and precautions for cultivation.

Spending half a year learning all this to build a foundation, he felt was very necessary.

After all, cultivation is not a game; one wrong step could result in a tragic price.

In front, after Ye Wenmao finished speaking, he paused briefly. Seeing no objections, he adopted a solemn expression and announced:

"The Ye family registration ceremony officially begins. Please bring forth the family genealogy!"

As soon as the words fell, a jade-green book appeared out of thin air, automatically flipping pages, skipping over a long list of names, and stopping only at a blank space.

At the same time, a jade-green brush condensed into existence, hovering beside the jade-green family genealogy.

Once everything was prepared, Ye Wenmao spoke again:

"Do not be nervous. Come one by one and simply write your names in the family genealogy."

Subsequently, Ye Wenmao turned his gaze to the young girl standing at the very front of the line.

This young girl showed no sign of fear; 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 young girl's name was entered into the genealogy, a jade tablet shaped like a leaf began to condense, with the name Ye Qingshuang branded upon it.

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

Sensing Ye Qingshuang's gaze, Ye Wenmao said with a smile:

"Hehe, take it! This is your clan token, and from now on it will be the symbol of your identity. Do not lose it!"

Hearing Ye Wenmao's words, the young girl nodded her small head:

"Yes, Elder!"

Then she reached out and tightly grasped her own clan token!

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

Soon, it was Ye Qingxuan's turn.

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

He stared blankly at his own condensed jade tablet for a long while before coming to his senses, reaching out to grasp his tablet, and stepping aside.

"Perhaps, only at this moment have I truly left my own mark on this world. From now on, do I finally have roots and a final home in this world?"

Parents are family; they can provide emotional bonds.

But in this world, where cultivators live for ages, parents cannot accompany one forever. Perhaps only a group of like-minded clan members can stay together for the long term?

In the end, Ye Qingxuan bitterly shook his head again.

His life is eternal; eventually, he will witness one by one those around him depart from him.

Loneliness is the ultimate destination on the path of cultivation.

In this moment, he was lost again!

If so, what use is this eternal lifespan of his?

What meaning does the Immortal Dao, which he has awaited, excited about, and grown nervous to enter, hold?

Ye Qingxuan slowly closed his eyes, recalling his past and present lives, his parents in this life, and the clan members he had little contact with but who were bound to him by blood.

"The Immortal Dao! The Immortal Dao!"

With his thoughts in chaos, Ye Qingxuan seemed to suddenly lose his direction forward.

Memories of his past and present lives churned endlessly in his mind when suddenly, a piece of information cut through his confused thoughts, bringing him a glimmer of hope!

In the novels of his past life, there were countless mighty figures, and the very top tier among them possessed near-omnipotent abilities.

If he himself could transcend just like the characters in those past-life novels, surely over the long years, he could reach the level of those top-tier mighty figures?

Perhaps, once he himself reached the peak, he could spread his own eternity outward, break all rules, and make those he thought of and loved eternal alongside him?

The moment this thought arose, it expanded infinitely in Ye Qingxuan's mind, making him feel as though he had grasped the final lifeline and found a new goal.

Opening his eyes again, a brilliant light flowed, and Ye Qingxuan's soul seemed to undergo some incredible transformation.

Before even beginning to cultivate, his soul had already begun to rapidly solidify within the space of his mind.

This caused Ye Qingxuan's already powerful soul origin to continue strengthening.

From then on, confusion vanished from his heart, for he had found the ultimate goal of his journey on the Immortal Dao!

Ye Wenmao ahead seemed to sense the change in Ye Qingxuan, but upon focusing his gaze, he found nothing, only feeling that Ye Qingxuan seemed to have gained some new aura.

At times, it allowed him to easily see through the ordinary Ye Qingxuan, while at other times it made him feel that a layer of mist surrounded Ye Qingxuan, rendering him unreadable!

A complete contradiction!

In the end, Ye Wenmao withdrew his gaze.

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

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

Ye Wenmao put aside his doubts and turned his gaze back toward the direction of the family tree.

Meanwhile, Ye Qingxuan, sensing the vanished gaze, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.