
The next day….
The great hall of the Nie clan was full of excited people, and the atmosphere was quite lively.
Liu Yan, from the Cloudy sect, was surrounded by a crowd of Nie clan members of all ages. They showed great concern to him by inquiring about his well-being, hoping to win his heart and thus give the children or grandchildren a slightly better chance of being accepted in the Cloudy sect.
Liu Yan was wearing a gray robe, and a slight smile was visible on the corner of his mouth. He was in the seat of honor, chatting with the members of the nearby Nie clan with a hint of impatience in his eyes.
From start to finish, Liu Yan never stood up; the surrounding Nie clan members continued to bow very humbly.
One by one, the Nie clan members brought the three-year-old children through the gate of the hall.
Each newcomer would bring their child to greet Liu Yan and introduce him with a face full of smiles. Only after that would they greet and pay their respects to the three elders of the Nie clan, who were sitting beside Liu Yan.
Nie Donghai, along with his second brother Nie Beichuan and third brother Nie Nanshan, did not try to flatter and please Liu Yan due to their special status. But every time they met his gaze, they would also put on the brightest smile.
In contrast to the previous day, Nie Donghai seemed radiant and energetic, there was absolutely no evidence of injuries.
“Nie Qian's? Why did you bring Nie Tian here?” These sudden and untimely words came from Nie Lan, who had introduced her son to Liu Yan a moment ago. He furrowed his brows as he looked dejectedly towards the gate of the hall.
Nie Lan was the son of Nie Beichuan. While he was the oldest among the second generation of the Nie clan, his cultivation talent was quite poor. He had only reached the ninth level of Qi Refining and had yet to be able to break through the bottleneck and enter the Little Heaven stage.
For this reason, he had long since abandoned his own cultivation and placed all his hopes on his three sons.
Right now, his first son, who was only eleven years old, had reached the seventh level of Qi Refining. As long as he could reach the ninth level in the next four years, he would win the hearts of the Profound sect and become their disciple. With the help of the Cloudy sect, he was finally able to reach the Little Heaven stage and live a bright future.
His second son, who was six years old, also displayed incredible cultivation talent by reaching the fourth level of Qi Refining. A promising future awaits.
Today he brought his third son Nie Hong, who was just three years old.
The birth of her three children has been carefully calculated so that each is at the right age to attend the five-year draw. The two eldest sons have made tremendous gains over the past two draws.
Nie Hong's turn this time.
As Nie Lan spoke, all the eyes of the Nie clan members within the hall were fixed on Nie Qian and Nie Tian, who had just passed through the gate.
“The oldest male sister,” said Nie Qian loudly. “I've brought Nie Tian to attend the drawing convention this year.”
Nie Tian stood by his side, adorable and as strong as a tiger cub. Not only was he taller than the other children present, but he also appeared more muscular.
Regardless of the volume of her voice, Nie Qian looked slightly agitated under everyone's scathing gaze.
Nie Tian, on the contrary, was filled with smiles, completely unaware of all the eyes that were staring at them with ill intentions. Instead, he seemed to enjoy being the center of attention, and did not budge in the slightest.
“Nie Tian?” Nie Lan snorted in disdain. He doesn't look very happy. “His family name is Nie, but that's only because we don't know who his father is. In fact, she was not a real Nie at all. According to the rules of the Nie clan, a daughter's son should not be qualified to attend the drawing convention. Do not make trouble out of nothing. Just take Nie Tian and leave. Stop wasting time Master Liu Yan and others.”
Nie Qian immediately turned to Nie Donghai. “Dad!”
“It doesn't matter who my daughter-in-law is,” replied Nie Donghai firmly. “Jin’er said before he died that Nie Tian's father was willing to take our surname and join our clan, then Nie Tian is a descendant of the Nie.” clan
“The oldest male sister,” said Nie Nanshan with a dark smile, “As far as I can remember, you are itching to eat the man alive. You used to talk all the time about killing him in any way once you found him. Why did you suddenly change your attitude and acknowledge his status as your son-in-law? Plus, to take our surname...well, the rules have to be obeyed, right? I don't remember that person ever swearing at our ancestral temple.”
“Persis. Without taking an oath at the ancestral temple and completing the ritual, a man cannot be counted as a qualified son-in-law to take our surname.
“Master Clan, you can't be so eager to take the man you hate as your son-in-law, only to qualify Nie Tian's presence to the draw. You must remember that Nie Jin's death was because of her!”
“Although you are the clan Master, you cannot ignore the family rules and act recklessly, right?”
“…”
Inside the hall, both the direct members as well as the old members of the Nie clan who were carrying their children began to shout dissatisfaction and accuse Nie Donghai of acting recklessly.
Any additional child participating in the lottery would mean a reduction in their own child's chances, so of course, people are not happy about that.
If before Nie Donghai was seriously injured, he would have more authority, and people would not dare to act like this.
However, they knew about Nie Donghai's condition and the fact that he might have to immediately give up his position as clan head due to his declining cultivation level, so they no longer felt the need to give him face.
Nie Beichuan sat up straight in his chair and listened to the noisy crowd with no intention of breaking the ruckus.
As the shout grew louder, Liu Yan of the Cloud Sect coughed softly.
Even Nie Nanshan, who was about to question Nie Donghai once more, immediately stopped and turned to Liu Yan with a smiling face.
Liu Yan, her face smooth and jade-like, had a slight change in her expression as she looked towards Nie Tian, who was standing next to Nie Qian. “This is ... son of my junior martial sister?”
While he was speaking, a hint of pain flashed in his eyes.
His words suddenly reminded everyone that Nie Jin had the most amazing talent among the second generation of the Nie clan. He managed to reach the ninth level of Qi Refining at the age of ten, and was thus recognized by the Cloudy sect and became one of their disciples.
Liu Yan was his oldest martial brother.
“Master, Nie Tian is the only son of my poor sister,” said Nie Qian sadly.
Liu Yan gently nodded as he looked at Nie Tian with a complex and profound expression, before he warmly said, “This time, I originally planned to provide five small toys. However, my junior-martial sister and I are back, so for Nie Tian, I will take the initiative and add two spiritual tools from my own collection. How does this sound?”
He turned to look at Nie Beichuan and Nie Nanshan.
“Since Mr Liu has said it, of course we will agree,” replied Nie Beichuan in haste.
Nie Nanshan also nodded at once with a smiling face as he said, “Whatever Lord Liu said.”
None of the crowd dared to oppose.
“With that settlement, the drawing convention will now begin.” Liu Yan cut in to chase. He waved his left hand, sending seven lines of mysterious light flying out from his sleeve.
Seven streaks of light, each with a different color, illuminated the great hall of the Nie clan, illuminating everything around them.
The lights fell on the stone floor in the middle of the great hall and turned into seven tools gleaming with spiritual light, that is, swords, swords, fans, gloves, wooden sticks, beads, and so on, and a piece of animal bone. .
Every member of the Nie clan, old or young, voluntarily walked out from the center of the great hall as soon as they saw the seven spiritual tools landing on the ground. Soon after, they gathered around the tools.
Everyone's gazes were immediately fixed on the seven exquisite spiritual tools, and none of them bothered to glance at Nie Tian anymore.
Nie Donghai and his two brothers stood up involuntarily and exuded spiritual fluctuations to sense the attributes and rank of the seven spiritual tools.
Many members of the Nie clan, eyes shining with desire, also tried to use their inner spiritual energy to appraise spiritual tools.
Silver, purple, red, and blue colored spiritual energy emerged from the seven spiritual tools under the sensing of the Qi warrior power of the Nie clan.
Nie Lan's wide-open eyes were fixed on the cyan beads that Liu Yan had brought last, as her breathing grew a little fast.
“Oh, heaven. Is it really fifth grade? ”
“Aren't all spiritual tools supposed to be third class by tradition? Fifth grade spiritual tools, even at the third level, were still extremely valuable. It was usually something given to their own students, but this time..”.
“How generous Mr Liu!”
The cyan bead seemed to have streaks of lightning flashing within it under the influence of everyone's spiritual energy, which made it extremely rare. Therefore, everyone's eyes became red and sparkled with greed.
Nie Beichuan fixedly stared at the bead as a strange light flashed in his eyes.
Nie Lan was his son, which meant Nie Hong was his grandson. Long before Nie Hong was born, he used secret magic to test Nie Hong's talent.
Due to his low cultivation base rate, he relied on the help of incredible medicinal pills to ensure seventy percent that Nie Hong possessed the inner attributes of lightning.
That fifth grade cyan bead was clearly associated with lightning, making it a spiritual tool that was fully compatible with Nie Hong's cultivation.
Nie Beichuan's attitude changed slightly as he faced Liu Yan. He bowed thankfully and said, “Thank you very much for your generosity, Mr. Liu Yan.”
The other crowd followed in Nie Beichuan's footsteps and expressed their gratitude to Liu Yan for being so generous.
Liu Yan waved his hand to appease the crowd and said, “From now on, no one will use their spiritual energy to sense spiritual tools; that could disturb the aura of tools. As of now, it was entirely up to these eight children to determine their own fate. ”
“Let eight children in!” Nie Donghai said in a low voice.
“Continue!” Nie Qian felt a little relieved and let go of Nie Tian.
The moment those seven spiritual tools landed on the ground, Nie Tian's eyes shone with desire and impatience, as he wanted to immediately rush into the central area. If not for Nie Qian, who had clasped his hands tightly, he probably wouldn't have waited for everyone to finish speaking before he rushed into the central area.
When he let go, Nie Tian, as he had expected, opened his hands in a manner as if embracing the entire world, and rushed into the central area.