2: Chapter 2: Experiences Away from the Clan

Inside the main hall of the Ling Clan, the atmosphere was solemn.

A middle-aged man sat in the hall, his expression calm and steady. His aura was restrained, yet it exuded an inviolable majesty.

He emitted the aura of a late-stage Six-Star Dou Sheng, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

His features bore a sixty percent resemblance to the youth outside the hall; he was none other than the Ling Clan Chief, Ling Mie.

He was currently bowing his head, handling clan affairs with a focused expression.

Suddenly, a familiar voice drifted in from the doorway.

"Dad, are you busy?"

The Ling Mie stopped what he was doing and looked up toward the entrance of the hall.

A youth in green robes stood there, his figure handsome and his eyes bright and clear.

Seeing that it was his son, the stern expression on the Ling Mie's face instantly vanished, replaced by a gentle smile.

"Ling Yuan is here. Do you need something from me?"

The Ling Mie looked young, but he was actually of the same generation as Gu Yuan and the others, having lived for thousands of years.

He had had a child late in life, so he doted on his son, Ling Yuan, immensely, granting almost every request Ling Yuan made.

Furthermore, Ling Yuan possessed outstanding talent, and his Dou Di Bloodline was the most concentrated seen in the last thousand years, which delighted the Ling Mie from the bottom of his heart.

For the Dou Di Clans, the bloodline was the foundation.

When Ling Yuan first tested his bloodline at the age of ten, it was already at the peak of the seventh grade.

This grade did not seem high, but the Dou Di Bloodline would continuously improve as one's strength increased.

A seventh-grade bloodline in childhood could steadily reach the ninth grade by the time of the coming-of-age ceremony.

A ninth-grade bloodline was already at the top tier among all the Dou Di Clans.

Even in the Gu Clan, there were very few disciples who could reach a ninth-grade bloodline; Lei Dong of the Lei Clan and Huo Xuan of the Yan Clan, despite their top-tier talent, were only at this level.

In recent years, the Ling Clan's situation had not been good.

The Dou Di Bloodline was becoming thinner with each generation, and the strength of the clansmen was declining accordingly. Currently, the strongest person in the clan was only at the Six-Star Dou Sheng realm of the Ling Mie, which was a huge gap compared to the Medicine, Lei, Yan, Gu, and Hun Clans.

The clan elders had long since calculated that if things continued this way, the Ling Clan's Dou Di Bloodline would be completely exhausted within ten thousand years, making them no different from an ordinary race.

Everyone in the clan knew about this, yet they were powerless to change it.

That was until the appearance of Ling Yuan.

The potential of a ninth-grade bloodline was like a ray of light in the darkness, giving hope to the entire Ling Clan.

The elders did not dare to hope that he would achieve the Dou Di level; they only hoped that he would grow up quickly, branch out, and continue the Ling Clan's Dou Di Bloodline.

The entire clan was waiting for Ling Yuan to grow up, waiting for him to lead the Ling Clan to rise again, catch up to the Shi Clan, and perhaps even surpass the Medicine Clan.

Precisely because of this, Ling Yuan's status in the Ling Clan was irreplaceable.

As soon as the bloodline test results were out, he was directly designated as the next Clan Leader successor.

With the status of being the Clan Leader's son, and having a once-in-a-millennium bloodline and talent, he was well-deserving of the position of Young Clan Leader, and no one in the clan had any objections.

The Ling Mie did not hide his affection for his son at all.

Ling Yuan got straight to the point and stated his purpose for coming here:

"Dad, I want to go out and train. I cannot get real training within the clan."

The Ling Mie was stunned, but he quickly replied:

"My son is willing to go out and train; that is a good thing. Father agrees!"

Ling Yuan was a little surprised. He had thought he would be stopped and had even prepared persuasive words, but he hadn't expected the Ling Mie to agree so readily.

Seeing this, the Ling Mie laughed loudly: "Hahaha, do you think that Father would be like those elders, wishing to lock you up in the Ling Realm?"

Ling Yuan nodded; he had indeed thought so.

In his memories, this father protected him more than anyone else.

Going out to train was dangerous, and by common sense, he would never easily agree.

The Ling Mie let his son sit beside him.

"Don't listen to those old stubborn ones. As the Young Clan Leader of the Ling Clan, you cannot just stay within the clan..."

It had to be said that the Ling Mie was very open-minded.

Not only did he agree to let Ling Yuan go out, but the Ling Mie also told Ling Yuan what to pay attention to during his training.

"However, since this is your first time training, Father has a few things to tell you."

Ling Yuan indicated that he was listening carefully.

"When you go out to train, you must observe everything around you and listen to all directions. If you encounter places like cliffs or caves, you might as well go in and take a look. Do you understand what that means?"

Ling Yuan replied: "I know, Dad. Maybe there are treasures or inheritances inside."

"When I was training back then, it was in a cliff cave that I obtained the inheritance of a mysterious expert, which allowed me to firmly secure the position of Clan Leader."

"Back then, my talent was not the strongest in the clan, but it was because of that inheritance that my strength surpassed those with the strongest talent, which is why I became the Ling Mie!"

Ling Yuan was slightly shocked, thinking, "My own father actually has such a story?"

At the same time, he also understood why his father supported him going out to train.

So, it turned out that he was someone who had benefited from training.

The Ling Mie also wanted his son to go out and see if he could get lucky.

If there was an opportunity, that would naturally be best; even if there wasn't, going out to gain experience was also a form of growth.

However, support was support; the Ling Mie did not miss a single rule or precaution that needed to be explained, carefully telling them to Ling Yuan.

Although the Ling Mie was thousands of years old, he would not use a preachy tone like those old antiques.

The father and son got along more like brothers.

Ling Yuan listened carefully; these were experiences gained from his father's own personal journey, which were much more useful than the classics in the clan.

After the Ling Mie finished speaking, he asked about the destination of the training: "Where do you plan to go? If you don't have a destination, Father can choose a few places for you."

"Dad, I want to go to the Northwest Continent," Ling Yuan replied immediately.

He just wanted to find an excuse to leave the Ling Clan; he didn't really want to go train.

The Ling Mie nodded. Since Ling Yuan had an idea, he did not force him.

Having accidentally obtained an opportunity in a cave in the past, he believed very much in the word "fate."

If there really was a great fortune in the Northwest Continent, and he stopped him, it would instead delay his son.

"The Northwest Continent is fine. Although the resources there are barren, there are also some old monsters at the Dou Zun level. I will arrange for an elder to accompany and protect you."

The Ling Mie added: "Your mother is still in seclusion. If she finds out, she definitely won't let you leave easily. If you want to go, you should hurry up and leave."

Ling Yuan's mother was named Ling Ruo; just by hearing the name, one would know she was a very gentle woman.

And being able to give birth to a son with such good talent as Ling Yuan, Ling Ruo herself was also not simple.

She was a late-stage One-Star Dou Sheng expert and was currently breaking through to the Two-Star Dou Sheng realm.

And according to her, the chance of success this time was very high.

Perhaps by the time Ling Yuan returned from training, the Ling Clan would have one more Two-Star Dou Sheng.

"Dad, then I will leave tomorrow!"

From his memories, Ling Yuan learned that his mother also loved him very much.

She feared he would melt if held in her mouth and feared he would break if held in her palm.

If she knew that Ling Yuan was going out, she might not necessarily stop him, but there was a high probability she would follow him to protect him personally.

Ling Yuan had many secrets about being a transmigrator, and he did not want anyone to know.

Not even his parents in this life.

"Okay, Father will arrange everything for you later."

From this, one could see the benefits of having a powerful background; one didn't need to do anything, and there would be people to arrange everything for you.

At night, Ling Yuan practiced in his secret room.

Although the Ling Clan had declined somewhat, its heritage was still preserved.

The Ling Clan's strength might not be as strong as the Gu Clan or the Hun Clan, but its cultivation methods and Dou Techniques were really not weaker than those clans.

As the Young Clan Leader, the cultivation method Ling Yuan practiced was naturally the top-tier, Heaven-rank high-level.

The Ling Clan mainly cultivated the soul, and Ling Yuan was no exception.

The characteristic of his cultivation method was that it could fuse soul power into Dou Qi.

During battle, the enemy not only had to guard against physical attacks but also needed to protect their soul from harm.

For enemies with a weaker soul realm, this was definitely very troublesome.

The cultivation method was good, but Ling Yuan was not particularly satisfied with it.

He always felt that this cultivation method lacked a certain characteristic.

That was the ability to accelerate cultivation.

Like the Burning Technique of the original work's Xiao Yan, which could rapidly increase strength by refining Heavenly Flames.

And the cultivation method Ling Yuan was currently practicing did not have it.

"Practicing this method, I'm afraid it will be a bit slow to improve my realm in the future."

Although Ling Yuan had a Fire attribute, he did not really want to practice the Burning Technique.

There was no other reason; switching from a Heaven-rank high-level cultivation method to a Yellow-rank low-level one, he didn't know how much of his Dou Zong strength would be lost.

I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to maintain the Dou Wang level; he really couldn't bear it.

The Burning Technique was only suitable for practicing from the Dou Practitioner level; switching to it later would be a loss.

"If only I could go out to train and, like Dad, obtain the inheritance of a mysterious expert, allowing me to obtain the top-tier cultivation method..."

Thinking this way, Ling Yuan was amused by this unrealistic idea.

How could it be so easy to encounter such a good thing.