Ancestral Cave (Part 1)
The world I see before me is tainted with dark colors.
"You... have no talent."
I was only two years old when it was discovered that I... had no talent. Not in the sense that I couldn't cultivate. I was just so insignificant that no talent ranks could match me.
Did the attitude towards me change? Of course. Suddenly, from a potential heir, I became an outcast. Although no one dared to touch me or make fun of me, I could hear their dirty whispers.
"Sigh... this child's talent is insignificant. It's a shame to our family."
The talk behind my back became louder and louder every day. Eventually, I grew up and realized what a disgrace I was.
While my cousins were able to feel Qi at the age of five or six, I felt it only when I was ten.
And then, as if in the blink of an eye, I turned twelve. And... for some reason, the whispers stopped. I was no longer condemned by the servants but looked at with admiration.
And the reason was...