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There are detailed requirements for advancing to the Yellow Court Realm!

The magical power needs to be directed to the Yellow Court, which is the middle dantian, located above the navel and below the heart.

This is a crucial stage in refining Qi into spirit, requiring the condensation and sublimation of magical power, allowing it to merge with consciousness, and truly achieving the transformation of Qi into spirit.

Information about the Yellow Court Realm flashed through Chen Yuan's mind, and he then made a grasping motion in the air!

hum!

The token on a person not far away suddenly flew up and floated towards Chen Yuan, almost being sucked into his hand.

The hallmark of the Yellow Court Realm is enhanced consciousness, enabling one to retrieve objects remotely.

In addition, strength and magical power will also experience a qualitative leap.

This is why cultivators at the Yellow Court Realm can leap dozens of meters high.

However, to truly fly, one must reach the Purple Mansion Realm.

Everyone was completely stunned by Chen Yuan's move and remained speechless for a long time.

"What? Half a step into the Yellow Court?"

Even Chen Qingtian and the others couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

Their expressions changed drastically when they saw Chen Yuan almost retrieve something from a distance!

Then came an undisguised surprise.

"Good heavens, brother! No wonder you insisted on making him the young master!"

Chen Qingtian's eyes widened, and he said with admiration, "Compared to my Jianming, he's like heaven and earth!"

Chen Jianming and Chen Jianchu exchanged a glance, their faces full of bitterness.

At first, they actually thought of stopping Chen Yuan?

He even said the other party might be a mediocre and useless person?

Little did they know, they themselves were the most ridiculous clowns.

At sixteen, he had reached the Great Perfection of the Dharma Body, and was half a step into the Yellow Court Realm. In the entire Great Xiang Empire, there would probably be only one like him!

"Unprecedented in history!"

An old man couldn't help but exclaim, "Our Chen family has struck gold!"

Upon hearing this, many people became excited, practically ecstatic!

Chen Qingtian suddenly remembered something and looked down at Chen Qingcang: "Brother, how many spiritual apertures has Chen Yuan opened?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Qingcang's lips curled up slightly, and he looked at Chen Yuan with a smile, "A Yuan, show us your spiritual insight, well, just average level is fine."

After saying that, he secretly winked at Chen Yuan.

"Average quality?"

Chen Yuan wondered to himself, what exactly is the average level?

It seems unnecessary to reveal everything.

It's better to show only half.

Generally speaking... it sounds exactly like "half".

As Chen Yuan pondered and understood Chen Qingcang's words, he then revealed his spiritual apertures one by one amidst the expectant gazes of the crowd.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz buzz buzz..."

All around Chen Yuan, vortexes the size of plum blossoms, representing spiritual apertures, slowly emerged, layer upon layer, swirling around him... their number constantly increasing!

Everyone's pupils suddenly contracted, and they subconsciously focused their attention to count.

"Twenty now..."

"Fifty now..."

"Wow, that's one hundred and ten..."

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Exclamations of surprise rose and fell, one after another!

Even though it wasn't a spiritual aperture opened by themselves, everyone was still deeply moved and excited.

Even those who had been beaten black and blue by Chen Yuan earlier were now shouting excitedly!

It was as if this talent had been bestowed upon them.

When the number of spiritual apertures exceeded one hundred, Chen Jianming, though mentally prepared, still couldn't help but gasp.

He thought to himself, "Good heavens, he's actually just as talented as me?"

But the next moment, his expression changed drastically.

wrong!

One hundred and twenty already?

Wow!

When Chen Yuan's spiritual apertures increased to one hundred and twenty, the entire audience erupted in uproar, like boiling water surging and exploding.

"It's a level twelve talent! No wonder, no wonder!"

Chen Jianming roared excitedly, aggravating his old injuries and causing his face to contort in pain.

But the gasps from the crowd didn't stop; instead, they grew even more intense.

"One hundred and fifty that's done!"

"Oh my god!"

Uncontrolled screams, mixed with counting, echoed throughout every corner of the hall, creating a scene as noisy as a bustling marketplace.

"My God, this...this is absolutely outrageous!"

Am I seeing things?

"One hundred and seventy already!!"

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The further along the way, the more chaotic the scene became.

This unimaginable shock has left many people speechless.

"Ahem!"

Just then, Chen Qingcang coughed softly twice. The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached Chen Yuan's ears. "Enough, enough, kid. If you keep showing off, it'll be too shocking!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan stopped activating his spiritual aperture, turned to glance at Chen Qingcang, and muttered softly, "You were the one who told me to reveal only half of it."

Chen Qingcang: "???"

The old man's eyes widened as he secretly transmitted his thoughts: "When did I ever let you reveal half of your skill? I was talking about average level. Ninety strokes would already make you a prodigy, and a hundred strokes at most would be enough!"

Only Chen Yuan could hear these words; no one else could hear them.

"Then...then should I back down a bit? Being too sharp and overt might not be a good thing."

Chen Yuan asked tentatively.

Chen Qingcang rolled his eyes on the spot.

Everything has already been revealed, so how can it be taken back?

"That's enough. From now on, don't easily reveal your spiritual abilities to outsiders."

Chen Qingcang sighed helplessly, feeling a headache coming on.

One hundred and eighty spiritual apertures, already at level eighteen talent.

It should be noted that the strongest talent in the outside world is only level twelve, and that talent belongs to the son of the prefect.

If this matter were to spread, not only Tianqing County, but probably the entire Wangdong Prefecture would harbor murderous intent!

Moreover, Chen Yuan is a human, and the Twelve Aspects Beast Clan will never allow a peerless human genius to rise to prominence; they will surely nip him in the bud!

"Big...Big Brother!!"

Chen Qingtian, standing beside Chen Qingcang, tugged at his sleeve, his eyes glazed over: "Hit me. Am I dreaming?"

He stared intently at Chen Yuan in the arena. The number of spiritual apertures before him had already exceeded all reason, and even he couldn't help but wonder if his eyesight was failing.

Chen Qingfeng and Chen Qingyun, who were standing to the side, kept rubbing their eyes, their old faces full of disbelief.

"Snapped!"

Without any hesitation, Chen Qingcang raised his hand and slapped Chen Qingcang across the face, leaving a clear handprint instantly.

He thought to himself, "Heh heh, you're the one who told me to hit you, so don't blame me for being ruthless."

A burning pain shot through Chen Qingtian's face, and his pupils dilated sharply once more.

He immediately turned his head and exchanged a glance with Chen Qingfeng and Chen Qingyun.

"Holy crap?"

"Holy shit? Holy shit?"

The three old men grabbed each other, exclaiming in surprise, unable to hide their shock.

Li Wei and Nuomi blinked, their faces calm.

Then Li Wei approached an excited old man and whispered:

"Senior, one hundred and eighty spiritual apertures... is that impressive?"

The old man, his beard and hair bristling, suddenly slapped Li Wei on the shoulder, blowing his beard and glaring:

"You little fatso, what nonsense are you spouting? In my entire life, I have never seen a cultivator with 140 spiritual apertures!"

"Now, my young master Chen Yuan possesses a full 180 Daos, a talent unparalleled throughout history!"

"Unprecedented, you fucking know that?"

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

As he spoke, the old man threw his head back and burst into laughter.

Li Wei remained silent, rubbing his arm that was sore from being slapped, his face full of grievance.

He silently complained to himself, "I have two hundred myself, and Chen Zhaoping has even opened two hundred and sixty with A Yuan's help... If I tell you the truth, won't you all faint on the spot?"

Chen Zhaoning stepped forward at the opportune moment, tugged at Li Wei's sleeve, and winked at him, signaling him not to say anything more.

Li Wei pursed his lips, but a strange excitement welled up inside him.

He secretly regretted that he should not have been in such a hurry to break through to the Dharma Body Realm. He should have asked A Yuan to help him open more spiritual apertures.

He even considered abandoning his cultivation and starting over.

"Level 18 talent..."

Chen Jianming stood frozen in place, staring at the dense array of spiritual apertures around Chen Yuan's body, his pupils completely unfocused!

"No wonder... no wonder he could reach the Great Perfection of the Dharma Body Realm at the age of sixteen!"

He muttered to himself, now completely convinced and without a trace of jealousy, but rather a sense of genuine pride.

This is his cousin, the new young master of the Chen family.

If I follow such an extraordinary person, I will surely be able to reach heights that ordinary people can hardly attain in the future.

Chen Yuan raised his hand to gather the spiritual energy around him, and in an instant, the surging spiritual energy returned to calm.

Someone shouted first, "Level 18 talent! Congratulations to the Chen family on the birth of a precious son!"

The term "麒麟儿" (Qilin'er) is an auspicious omen, specifically referring to a descendant with exceptional talent and a promising future.

The moment this title fell upon Chen Yuan, everyone present was overjoyed!

Cheers surged like waves inside the hall.

"It really is level 18 talent! I'm not dreaming!"

"Throughout the three-thousand-year history of the Great Xiang Empire, even before the cataclysmic changes in the world, there were very few individuals with level eighteen talents!"

"Such a miracle is unprecedented in history, and it has actually befallen my Chen family!"

"No wonder the patriarch insisted on making Chen Yuan the young master as soon as he returned; it turns out he already knew of his talent!"

"Level 18 talent, doesn't that mean that my Chen family will definitely produce a Purple Mansion True Person in the future? Or even a powerhouse who surpasses the Purple Mansion True Person?"

To witness this with my own eyes in this lifetime is enough to make dying without regrets!

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The gasps of amazement blended into a surging heatwave, pushing the atmosphere in the hall to its peak.

The way everyone looked at Chen Yuan had completely changed.

The younger generation is filled with admiration and respect, while the older generation has a firm look in their eyes, and a determination to protect them with their lives has already arisen in their hearts.

In their eyes, Chen Yuan was the sapling of the Chen family's future towering tree!

Everyone was willing to do their best to protect him and help him grow.

No one questioned Chen Qingcang's identity whatsoever; they completely trusted his judgment.

Moreover, such unparalleled talent should have made him the prodigy of the Chen family.

Even if there is the slightest mistake, everyone is willing to accept it.

Seeing that the atmosphere had reached its peak, Chen Qingcang raised his hand and gestured to end the event.

The noisy hall fell silent instantly, and everyone looked at Chen Qingcang, who was in the main seat.

"Gentlemen, does anyone still have any objections to Chen Yuan succeeding as the young master of the Chen family?"

Chen Qingcang's voice was deep and resonant as his gaze swept across the entire room.

Wherever his gaze fell, there was only fervent adoration.

Who would dare to object at this moment?

Who else is qualified to rival Chen Yuan?

Even Chen Jianming was already convinced.

"Very well! Since everyone agrees, from this day forward, Chen Yuan will be the young master of the Chen family!"

Upon hearing Chen Qingcang's words, everyone was extremely excited.

"at the same time!"

Chen Qingcang's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he warned everyone in a deep voice: "His talent and background must be kept a secret!"

Even if it cannot be kept secret forever, it must never be easily leaked!

Everyone's expressions instantly turned serious, as if these words had poured cold water on them, causing them to quickly calm down from their euphoria.

"The Chen family's only priority now is to protect him as he grows up safely, help him cultivate to the Great Dao, and forge him into the first Purple Mansion True Person of our Chen family!"

Chen Qingcang's eyes burned even brighter, his words ringing out: "Even more so, the first Dao Platform True Lord of my Chen family!"

As the words "Daotai Zhenjun" were uttered, everyone in the audience held their breath, their eyes instantly igniting with intense fervor.