Compared to the hundreds of teenagers present, the dozen or so teenagers in front of him seemed small. Nodding slightly, Ye Shaohan said calmly: "From today onwards, you will enter Tianwai Tower and become members of Tianwai Tower!"
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar immediately. This Tianwai Building is the focus of the family's training now. The cultivation resources in it are extremely rich, but the conditions for recruiting members are also extremely strict.
Therefore, most teenagers dream of entering the Tianwai Tower, but the strict conditions shatter the fantasies of countless people.
The faces of many young people are full of unwillingness. Why can these people join Tianwai Tower?
Sensing the reluctance on the faces of those young men, Ye Shaohan still said calmly: "As long as you believe that you are a genius, then he is a genius. Just the Spirit Master realm will scare you away, let alone the Spirit Emperor realm?"
"If you don't even believe in yourself, how can your family spend a lot of resources to train you?" Ye Shaohan said indifferently without caring about the face of these young people.
With Ye Shaohan's sharp tone and the majesty he inadvertently revealed, those young men who had not come forward all lowered their heads with regretful expressions on their faces.
"Fireworks are brilliant, they only last for a moment; wonderful and beautiful, they never last forever. Remember, the strong belong not only to the old seniors, but also to us young people! As long as you believe in yourself, you will have no regrets even if you fail!" Ye Shaohan said lightly.
Turning around, he jumped directly off the ancestor worship platform. Ye Shaohan sat on the Lingyi high platform and said calmly: "The annual festival competition begins!"
Looking at this scene, Ye Shaoping and Ye Gaoleng were both stunned. Is the New Year's Festival over like this?
In past New Year festivals, Ye Du would bring out the glorious history of his family, but today Ye Shaohan is too lazy to bring it out.
Waving his feather fan, Ye Shaoping nodded helplessly to an elder, and then he and Ye Gaoleng walked towards the high platform.
After many elders of the Ye family took their seats, the long-awaited New Year Festival Competition officially began.
Ye Shaohan was not interested in a competition of this level at all. When the competition just started, Ye Shaohan closed his eyes and slowly operated his skills.
Seeing Ye Shaohan being like this, Ye Shaoping and others deliberately did not communicate with each other. Therefore, the entire high platform was unusually quiet.
And a short silence can also give people a sense of oppression, so the children of the Ye family who were competing around them all used their full strength, for no reason, just to satisfy these senior Ye Shaohan officials.
The most eye-catching thing about this annual festival is undoubtedly Ye Shaobai. With the help of several blades, he defeated several opponents one after another, and finally stopped in the hands of a spiritual master realm warrior.
When the people around him felt sorry for Ye Shaobai, Ye Shaobai took the failure relatively lightly and glanced at Ye Shaohan on the high platform. Ye Shaobai jumped off the martial arts platform in a graceful manner.
"This guy is pretty good!" Ye Shaohan, who had his eyes closed, suddenly said. After saying that, Ye Shaohan continued to practice.
The annual festival lasted for nearly three hours, so after the annual festival ended, the sky became darker.
After the annual ceremony, Ye Shaohan did not return directly to the ancestral pavilion.
Since the heads of the major aristocratic families in Headwind City came to pay New Year's greetings with gifts, as the residence of the Ye family, Ye Shaohan had to make a formality and at least meet the heads of those aristocratic families.
In front of Ye Shaohan, these formerly majestic heads of the aristocratic families appeared extremely humble and respected the Ye family. Even the head of the Huang family also came to pay New Year's greetings to the Ye family.
And those aristocratic families that depended on the Ye family came with rich new year gifts. Some heads of aristocratic families even sent young and beautiful women from their own families to the Ye Mansion, saying that they were Ye Shaohan's slaves, considering that Ye Shaohan was still single.
Ye Shaohan naturally refused this, but Ye Shaohan accepted the gifts brought by the heads of the aristocratic families without any courtesy.
At least on the surface, the heads of these aristocratic families got along well with Ye Shaohan. After a brief exchange, the heads of these aristocratic families also left one after another.
After the last head of the aristocratic family left, it became dark outside. Sharp explosions continued to sound, and bright fireworks bloomed in the void.
Looking at the sky full of fireworks, Ye Shaohan sighed slightly: "It's another year!"
"For a cultivator, the higher the level of cultivation, the longer the lifespan!" Huo Qilin's voice echoed in Ye Shaohan's heart: "But in the past year, your achievements have shocked me!"
With a slight smile, Ye Shaohan stood up and walked towards the main hall of the Ye family. Next was the family banquet.
The hall, which is more than 500 meters wide and 500 meters long, is filled with hundreds of tables for banquets. This was the Ye family's practice in previous years, with both direct and branch families sitting together.
Because of Aunt Feng's presence, Ye Shaohan also attended the banquet tonight, and Zhang Ming was also attracted by Ye Shaohan.
Even Ye Shaohao, whose legs were disabled, also attended the banquet. Since his legs were disabled, Ye Shaohao has been living a leisurely life, occasionally helping the family manage some properties.
The entire banquet lasted for three hours. After the fireworks were set off, everyone dispersed.
After sending Aunt Feng back to the house, Ye Shaohan and Zhang Ming stood side by side and walked towards the courtyard.
"Why, you're leaving again!" Zhang Ming suddenly said.
"Well! After I leave, Aunt Feng will entrust you to take care of me!" Ye Shaohan was not surprised as to why Zhang Ming knew that he was leaving.
"Aunt Feng is my relative!" Zhang Ming said firmly after stopping.
"It's true that I'm out of sight!" Ye Shaohan chuckled and walked towards the courtyard with Zhang Ming in his arms.
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The cold wind blows, the sky is filled with white snow, and the whole earth is shrouded in a layer of white veil.
In this vast snowy field, a figure slowly came from a distance, wearing a black robe and looking so eye-catching in the vast white snowy world.
There was an ordinary wind horse on the young man's crotch, and a dull long sword was tied behind his back. His long black hair was draped messily on his shoulders, and the cold wind blew by, rolling up the long hair.
He raised his head and looked at the thousand-foot ice field in front of him. This figure looked so small in the thousand-foot ice field.
The warm wine slipped from the fingers, dripped on the snow, and turned into a few ice crystals.
Wiping the drink from the corner of his mouth, the young man took off the straw hat on his head, exposing his slightly pale face to the air.
The young man is quite handsome, especially the look in his eyes that is amazing.
Raising his eyes slightly, the young man's gaze moved away from the thousand-foot ice field, slowly moved up, and landed on the endless mountains in the distance.
These peaks stand majestically, reaching straight into the sky, tall and steep, and look like an unsheathed sword.
Although these peaks were far away from Young Lang, Young Lang still felt the compelling sword energy from those peaks.
These peaks seemed to be looming here, obviously surrounded by clouds and mist all year round. Pulling up the reins, the pacing wind horse immediately stopped.
"Is this the Sword God Mountain Range?" A plain voice floated out, and the young man narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly.
A red light flashed on the dark fingers of the young man's right hand, and his deep voice sounded in the young man's ears: "This is indeed the Sword God Mountain Range!"
A ray of fire appeared around the young man, and it turned out to be a fire unicorn with flames all over its body.
The identity of this young man is naturally Ye Shaohan. Dozens of days after the New Year Festival, Ye Shaohan finished handling all the trivial matters of the family and explained some details to Ye Shaoping. Ye Shaohan announced to the public that he was practicing in seclusion.
, but in fact, he left alone, and the purpose of his trip was the Sword God Gate. He did not rush towards the Sword God Gate at full speed. Along the way, Ye Shaohan acted as a butcher again.
Fire Qilin's soul power has only recovered a little now, and the best way is to devour the souls of other monsters. Therefore, the mountains that Ye Shaohan passed will inevitably cause a massacre.
Over the past few months, countless monsters died at the hands of Ye Shaohan, and after devouring the souls of tens of thousands of monsters, Huo Qilin's soul also recovered a lot.
As always, in order to avoid exposing his identity, under Fire Qilin's secret method, Ye Shaohan's entire face changed slightly, and his body shape also changed a lot.
"For thousands of years, the Sword God Mountain Range has not changed at all!" Fire Qilin sighed slightly. After thousands of years, perhaps the only thing that has remained unchanged is the mountain range in front of him.
"Why, you will feel emotional too!" Ye Shaohan joked, maybe he didn't have the same experience as Huo Qilin, and he couldn't understand Huo Qilin's feelings at the moment.
"It's just an occasional emotion!" Huo Qilin said lightly: "Now is the sword opening day of the Sword God Sect every three years, you can take the opportunity to sneak in!"
"The day of opening the sword?" Ye Shaohan was a little confused about the professional terminology used by Huo Qilin.
"This Sword Opening Day is the day when the Sword God Sect recruits disciples from the entire Martial God Continent every three years. However, the Sword God Sect's requirements for recruiting disciples are also extremely strict!" Speaking of the Sword God Sect, Huo Qilin said
A burst of emotion.
"Is the Sword God Sect open to the entire continent?" Ye Shaohan originally thought that the Sword God Sect was the country-protecting sect of the Falling Rain Kingdom, and the disciples it recruited were probably limited to the Falling Rain Kingdom.
"Haha, I understand your doubts. Are you referring to the Sword God Sect as the protecting sect of the Falling Rain Kingdom?" Transforming into a human form, the fire unicorn landed next to Ye Shaohan.
The terrifying Suzaku fire on the Fire Qilin directly melted the ice and snow within a few meters, and its white air engulfed the two men.
After a pause, Huo Qilin continued: "But one thing is that the Falling Rain Kingdom is just a product of the Sword God Sect. If the Sword God Sect wants to change the king of the empire, it will be easier than drinking water!"
After hearing this, Ye Shaohan realized that the Royal Family and the Royal Academy, which were quite powerful in his eyes, were nothing in the eyes of the Sword God Sect.
"Alas!" Huo Qilin sighed softly: "Although the Sword God Sect has declined for thousands of years, its tens of thousands of years of heritage remain. With the prestige accumulated by the Sword God Sect for tens of thousands of years, it is enough to attract people from all over the continent.
Genius!"
"My understanding of the Sword God Sect is limited to the information about the family. With the terrifying strength of the fourth generation, I guess the Sword God Sect should have had a very high status in the Martial God Continent before?" Regarding the Sword God Sect, there have been countless powerful people.
Ye Shaohan always had a trace of curiosity in his heart about the sect. After all, whether he was the second generation, the third generation, or the fourth generation, his strength was enough to be called a peerless expert.
"Has a very high status!" Huo Qilin said with disdain: "Boy, you underestimate this Sword God Sect!"