Chapter 60: Reserving a Future Sect Prodigy Qualification

Yang Guan’s words made Qi Yi’s eyes widen in shock.

“So does that mean anyone with Wu bloodline is more valued by the clan school than us students without Wu bloodline?” Qi Yi exclaimed in disbelief.

She thought, this is just too unfair.

“Exactly. The Su clan school has long been called the ‘Genius Grinder’—meaning no matter how strong your talent, it’s nearly impossible to outcompete the Su clan’s own descendants.”

“And your genius aura will be crushed soon after you join the Su clan school.”

“Because many of their descendants possess Wu bloodline. This is one of the most critical points.”

“In cultivation talent, they’re a step ahead of ordinary geniuses.”

“The clearest difference is their cultivation of Shen cultivation techniques—they advance far faster than external-genius students.”

“By the time you’ve painfully reached Qi Refining Level One, they may already be at Level Three or Four.”

“Their Shen cultivation techniques allow them to prepare for Foundation Establishment once they reach Level Four.”

“So while they’re already preparing for Foundation Establishment, you’re still stuck at Qi Refining Level One!!”

“Tell me, who do you think the Su clan school will favor in the end—them or you?”

“Let me tell you, Foundation Establishment cultivators in the Su family are extremely common.”

“At least one per household on average.”

“So many external geniuses know the Su clan school spares no expense in nurturing its students—but very few actually enroll.”

“Because outside, you’re a renowned genius, but once you enter the Su clan school, your talent quickly becomes worthless compared to theirs.”

“You’ll go from being a revered genius, cherished by your masters, to just another face in the crowd.”

Hearing this, Qi Yi was suddenly struck with icy alarm.

She knew her own talent all too well.

She had a triple meridian affinity—though not exceptionally strong, she had the advantage of reincarnation and past cultivation experience.

But the Su clan’s students were outright cheating.

They were cheating with bloodline!

“How could this be? This competition is so unfair to us external students,” Qi Yi muttered bitterly. “Why do the Wu tribes insist on marrying into the Su family? If they didn’t, the Su family wouldn’t have so many descendants with Wu bloodline.”

“Because the environment has changed—there’s no more Wu energy in the air for Wu tribes to cultivate.”

“Now it’s the age of spiritual energy.”

“If the Wu tribes want to survive better, they must change themselves.”

“They cultivate improved Wu techniques while relying on nearby cultivation sects and family powers to help them secure more resources.”

“That’s why they frequently intermarry with outsiders,” Yang Guan explained.

Yang Guan’s words left Qi Yi utterly stunned.

She had long known many outstanding disciples within the sect possessed Wu bloodline.

Within the sect, they dominated the scene, repeatedly achieving feats that shocked other disciples.

But she never imagined even the cultivation families around the Immortal City had long begun intermarrying with the Wu tribes, producing countless descendants with Wu bloodline.

“But can the sect even train so many disciples with Wu bloodline?” she remembered that in her past life, very few of the sect’s prominent disciples bore the Su surname.

“That’s another key point I want to mention. During their time at the Su clan school, students with Wu bloodline will certainly receive greater attention and resource allocation.”

“But in a sect overflowing with talent, they’ll still blend into the crowd.”

“Only those recognized by the sect as the next generation of prodigies will receive focused care and additional resource support.”

“Who can become a prodigy recognized even by the sect?”

“Probably only those whose Wu bloodline has awakened,” Yang Guan said, then suddenly sighed.

“What’s wrong? Why are you sighing?” Qi Yi asked, puzzled.

“Didn’t you hear Master Liu say a disciple discovered his Wu bloodline conflicts with his cultivation technique, slowing his body refinement progress?” Yang Guan countered.

“I heard him. What’s the problem with that?” Qi Yi eyed him suspiciously.

“Master Liu saying that is certainly not the issue. I’m concerned about the deeper implication hidden in that message,” Yang Guan said helplessly. “You didn’t catch it, did you?”

“Master Liu said someone’s Wu bloodline has grown so strong it’s blocking his body refinement progress.”

“What kind of Wu bloodline could produce such a powerful effect?”

“Only awakened Wu bloodline could do that.”

“That means someone has already reserved a future sect prodigy’s qualification.”

“We’ve just begun cultivating, and now I’m hearing this nightmare. I feel so disheartened,” Yang Guan confessed, his expression sinking.

What was the point of him enduring such pressure to enter the Su clan school?

Wasn’t it for the future sect prodigy qualification?

And now, today, he’d learned someone had already secured their ticket.

It was just too unfair!!

“But the cultivation path looks to the future—I can’t give up so soon. I still have to fight for it,” Yang Guan’s despair lasted only an instant before he instantly shifted to determination, visibly rallying himself.

Qi Yi stared, dumbfounded.

She had no idea someone could adjust their emotions so quickly.

She had to admit—the cultivators she’d met in her past life were truly different from these young students in the clan school.

Most notably, these students seemed unaware of what “lying flat” even meant?!

Every single one was frantically striving!! Everyone was under immense pressure.

But who was the one with awakened Wu bloodline?

Could it be Su Jin?

Qi Yi’s heart lurched—she felt a sudden fear.

She truly didn’t want the day when her father, Su Zhang, told her: “I regret it—I should’ve gone back to being Su Jin and Su Shen’s father!”

“Do we people without Wu bloodline really have no hope at all?” Qi Yi asked Yang Guan, suddenly tense.

“Not at all,” Yang Guan suddenly smiled mysteriously. “By the way, remember to join the clan school’s annual large-scale group mission.”

Qi Yi pondered: large-scale group mission?

The Su clan school had large-scale group missions?

How had she never heard of them?

In her past life, even her father, Su Zhang, had never mentioned such missions existed in the clan school.

Qi Yi suddenly rubbed her temples.

She really shouldn’t have come to the Su clan school to study—this clan school was far too mysterious.

Qi Yi stared at Yang Guan with astonishment and suspicion, wondering how he knew so many hidden secrets of the Su clan school.

“Don’t look at me like that,” Yang Guan smiled. “I know you’re wondering how I know all this—but I have no obligation to tell you.” He turned and walked away.