Chapter 14: Am I Really Just a Complete Failure?

As Steward Fe finished speaking, the children from each family immediately lined up obediently, one by one stepping forward to examine the “Secret Transmission of the Dao Alliance.”

Yang Qingyuan, being a disciple of the Yang family, naturally chose to follow closely behind Yang Yitan.

Although he didn’t quite understand the exact order in which the families were supposed to proceed, it didn’t matter much—following behind Yang Yitan was never a mistake.

At first, just as predicted by some of the noble family heads on stage, many children tried in succession, but none could discern anything from the “Secret Transmission.”

Then, when it came to the small group led by Wang Quan Baye, the anticipated “surprise” finally appeared.

“Eyes… eyes with flames within.”

The moment Yang Yitan uttered these words, Yang Yifang and the other heads of the Dao Alliance clans on stage widened their eyes in astonishment.

“You… you can see it?”

Steward Fe was equally shocked inwardly.

This was the first child in nearly a century who could glean anything from the “Secret Transmission”!

“Yes, the flames are boiling within the eyes, and those eyes seem capable of seeing through everything.”

Before Yang Yifang could even rejoice, one child after another stepped forward beside Yang Yitan and began to share what they saw:

“I see it too, but it’s different—I see a streak of golden light flashing by, so fast, so fast!”

“I see a cluster of energy that blocks out all other energies.”

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Behind them, Yang Qingyuan quietly observed these children as they described their visions, feeling deeply moved.

Talented children who could perceive the messages left by the Third Young Master were rare, yet this year’s Blue Sky Conference had produced a whole group of them.

Had this masked group not all perished outside the circle, how glorious might the Dao Alliance be under their leadership decades from now?

When Wang Quan Baye and Dongfang Huaizhu also shared their visions, everyone present was too stunned by the unfolding scene to speak.

“Hahaha! Who would have thought? This year’s Blue Sky Conference has so many children who can see something!”

“Heaven bless our Dao Alliance! Truly, Heaven bless our Dao Alliance!”

“If these children all grow up to their potential, the Dao Alliance will surely rise again!”

...

The atmosphere in the hall had completely ignited.

Even those whose own children had not seen anything were genuinely delighted.

Since the rise of the Four Demon Emperors, the demon clans had grown powerful while the Dao Alliance had weakened, a situation that had persisted for a very long time.

During these dark years, no one knew how humanity had managed to survive relying solely on the Sword of Sovereignty.

The hardships endured were a story only the fallen ancestors who bled and fought for humanity’s future could truly tell.

Now, even though humanity had gained the Demon-Exterminating Divine Fire and the Pure Yang Flame alongside the Sword of Sovereignty, the Dao Alliance’s decline had not been effectively reversed.

Countless ordinary humans still fell daily as prey to demons.

If it were not so, the great families would never have tolerated the Xiao family as much as they did.

Because in this era, demons were an absolute taboo!

Even if it was clear that the Xiao family might be harboring private grudges, no family would dare defy them if demons were involved.

Humanity had been suppressed for far too long, but today, at the Blue Sky Conference, the Dao Alliance’s humans finally glimpsed hope for the future!

That hope was embodied in these children who could see things within the “Secret Transmission.”

Onstage, Yang Yifang’s expression shifted from initial shock to an irrepressible smile.

“Congratulations, Brother Yang. The Yang family has worthy successors.”

“Brother Li, congratulations as well. Your Li family also has outstanding talent. This generation, all three children can see things within the Secret Transmission. Brother Li, you owe us a drink when you return.”

“Hahaha, gladly, gladly.”

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Watching the heads of noble families exchanging compliments and enjoying themselves, Xiao Wancheng couldn’t help but snort coldly.

Neither of his two sons had been able to see anything, which meant that this generation of the Xiao family lacked exceptional talent.

Although he had prepared himself for this, seeing other families’ children so outstanding while his own were... every time the thought crossed his mind, Xiao Wancheng’s heart burned with frustration.

At that moment, Yang Yifang stepped forward, grabbed Xiao Wancheng’s hand, and laughed heartily as he patted it.

“You were right, Master Xiao. This Blue Sky Conference has indeed brought us quite a surprise thanks to these children.”

Looking at Yang Yifang’s smug expression, Xiao Wancheng’s teeth itched with anger.

But no matter how displeased he felt inside, he forced a smile.

“Congratulations to the venerable Yang family head. The Yang family has successors; the future looks bright.”

“Congratulations, congratulations. I must thank Master Xiao for the reminder—otherwise, at my age, my heart might not have borne the shock.”

Xiao Wancheng clenched his fists, forcing a smile at the corner of his mouth.

“Master Yang, don’t rejoice too soon. The Yang family still has one child untested. Perhaps Yang Qingyuan will be another surprise?”

Yang Yifang was slightly taken aback and quickly turned his gaze downward to Yang Qingyuan.

After Wang Quan Baye and the others had finished, Yang Qingyuan, under everyone’s watchful eyes, slowly stepped forward to Steward Fe.

Seeing this young Yang family descendant, whom he had briefly met a few months ago, a glimmer of expectation flickered in Steward Fe’s eyes.

At the Yang family wedding banquet, Steward Fe had thought Yang Qingyuan’s performance was hardly inferior to that of his own young master or the Yang family’s heir—brave and resourceful, to say the least.

Though there had already been many surprises today, who would ever tire of more?

With this in mind, Steward Fe slowly extended the “Secret Transmission” stone toward Yang Qingyuan.

“Come, child, focus your mind and carefully observe this stone.”

Yang Qingyuan nodded and fixed his gaze on the stone before him.

But to his surprise, no matter how intently he looked, the “Secret Transmission” in Steward Fe’s hand remained unchanged.

He did not see the messages left by the Third Young Master as Wang Quan Baye and the others had.

Damn, could it be that his talent was truly mediocre—a complete failure?

Just as Yang Qingyuan felt a wave of helplessness over his unremarkable gift, behind him, Xiao Tiansheng’s voice rang out at just the right moment.