Chapter 1445 - 1422: Ling Family Trial Begins!
While the Ling Family disciples in the spectator seats kept on chattering and whining, Wang Feng spoke up again.
"Alright, everyone quiet down. I’m going to announce the second matter now!"
"And that is: for this family test, we have specially invited the Hall Master of the Ling Family’s Holy Medicine Hall, Old Master Ling Jiutian. He will be examining the physical condition of everyone present!"
"If anyone has taken forbidden drugs, or anything that might affect the fairness of the family test, and it’s discovered by him, you’ll bear the consequences yourselves!"
Wang Feng said coldly, casting his gaze toward Ye Huan.
Everyone present also focused their eyes on the preparation area, on Ye Huan’s handsome face.
Obviously, the logistics hall led by Wang Feng had invited Old Master Ling Jiutian over this time specifically because of Ye Huan.
After all, most people in the Ling Family are proud and upright, with excellent character, never doing petty, shady, or morally corrupt things.
In previous Ling Family tests, no one had ever cheated.
But this time, with Ye Huan present, they had to stay on guard!
Many people nodded repeatedly, feeling that Wang Feng’s preparations were very thorough, secretly giving him a thumbs-up in their hearts.
"Alright, that’s all I have to say!"
"I declare that this Ling Family examination officially begins!"
"Everyone, under the supervision of the Punishment Hall members, go to Hall Master Jiutian first to complete your physical examinations! Then we will officially begin the first test—the bloodline test! At that time, please line up in order and go to the bloodline device beside Old Master Ling Jiutian to have your bloodline purity tested!"
After speaking, Wang Feng sat back down on the sofa, his expression indifferent.
The group of Ling Family Ancient Martial Artists, including Ye Huan, all went together to the old man lying on a rocking chair at the center of the martial stage, who had an especially long, pure white beard that reached his knees, eyes seemingly unable to fully open, leaving only a narrow slit, and wore a loose robe, and they stood beside him to undergo the inspection.
A few minutes later, the examination ended.
The results were: no one was found to have taken forbidden drugs.
"So this brat Ye Huan doesn’t dare pull any dirty tricks at such a critical event." Wang Feng sneered.
Next came the bloodline testing segment.
Old Ling Jiutian dozed off for a bit, then gave two heavy pats on the special instrument next to him that looked like a big black jar.
The indicator light on the device lit up green, showing it had been successfully powered on.
The more than one thousand participants formed a long line according to Wang Feng’s instructions.
On many faces, especially on Ling Zhiyuan’s, there was a strong look of mockery and ridicule!
No need to think about it, when it came to the bloodline test, that bastard Ye Huan was definitely going to be at the very bottom.
Very soon, the testing began.
The first Ling Family Ancient Martial Artist to take the test was a bit chubby. He used a small knife to slice his fingertip, and let a drop of fresh blood from the wound drip into the test tube inserted in the groove at the top of the big black jar. Before long, a chemical reaction occurred inside.
The machine roared nonstop, shuddering and wobbling, as if it might fall apart at any moment.
Three seconds later, the machine quieted down, the indicator light turned red, and a mechanical electronic voice sounded, indicating the test was complete.
Then the machine emitted a cold electronic voice: "Ling Xiaohu, bloodline purity 14%, bloodline rating: D-grade!"
Hearing this result, Ling Jiutian, lying on the rocking chair, did not open his eyes.
The Ancient Martial Artist named Ling Xiaohu blushed slightly, then slunk away gloomily.
Ancient Martial Artists continued to step forward one after another to be tested.
"Ling Mei’er, bloodline purity 27%, rating C-grade!"
"Ling Xiao, bloodline purity 19%, rating D-grade!"
"Ling Zhou, bloodline purity 39%, rating C-grade..."
The bloodline testing proceeded in an orderly manner, with each person’s bloodline examination taking basically only two or three seconds, so the speed was quite fast.
Ye Huan was at the very back of the crowd. His eyes narrowed slightly as he watched for a while, and he more or less figured out the standards for bloodline ratings.
Within the Ling Family, a bloodline purity of 1%–19% was D-grade bloodline.
Between 20%–39% was C-grade.
From 40%–69% was B-grade!
Since no one had yet been rated as having an A-grade bloodline, Ye Huan didn’t know the specific range for A-grade.
But extrapolating from this, it was probably that those whose bloodline purity reached 70%–89% would be rated A-grade.
A bloodline purity above 90% was, without question, definitely S-grade.
For a moment, even Ye Huan couldn’t help being a bit curious about what grade his own bloodline was.
Of course, curiosity was curiosity; he actually didn’t have much interest in this so-called bloodline purity, nor did he have any particular expectations for this test, since under normal circumstances, his Hundred-Clan Bloodline had been diluted over two generations and was definitely quite thin.
"Ling Mengmeng, purity 85%, bloodline rating: A-grade!"
Suddenly, the electronic voice from the machine shocked the entire arena!
Everyone turned their eyes toward the little beauty who was covering her cheeks in disbelief, with a great figure, dressed in white stockings and a white lace dress, estimated to be only around twenty years old, all of them wearing looks of astonishment!
"Didn’t Ling Mengmeng’s last test result show she was a B-grade with 68%? How did it jump to an A-grade with 85% this time?!" Disbelieving voices rang out from the spectator seats!
Ling Jiutian also unusually opened his deep eyes. His voice sounded a little weak, "Mengmeng, did you go to the hot springs in the back mountain to try awakening your bloodline?"
"Y-Yes, Hall Master, I did go once a while ago!" Ling Mengmeng was a disciple of the Medicine Hall, so she addressed Ling Jiutian as Hall Master. She spoke in a daze, clearly shocked by the test result herself.
"Not bad, that means your bloodline awakening succeeded. From today on, you’re my final disciple. Alright, go rest."
Ling Jiutian smiled kindly, clearly in a very good mood.
"Yes, Master!" Ling Mengmeng, overwhelmed with excitement, directly knelt down and knocked her head on the ground with a loud thud to formally take him as her teacher, which made all the Ling Family elders on the main stage who had been trying to take in disciples sit back on the long sofas in regret.
A bloodline purity of 85% was extremely rare within the Ling Family!
With this level of bloodline purity, as long as she didn’t become arrogant or complacent and worked hard, she stood a high chance of advancing into the ranks of the Ling Family’s core disciples in the future!
The spectator seats exploded. Many people were green with envy toward Ling Mengmeng!
Ling Mengmeng was the first person in this test to be rated as having an A-grade bloodline.
"Bloodline awakening?" Ye Huan frowned slightly. It seemed that this so-called bloodline purity in the Ling Family was not fixed at birth; there was actually a chance to awaken later and increase one’s bloodline purity.
"That’s right." Fufu walked over from the front of the line and cut in right in front of Ye Huan.
She seemed to know exactly what Ye Huan was thinking, and continued, "In the back mountain hot springs, statues of the ancestor who founded the Ling Family, as well as the ancestors of the land of Huaxia—the two Great Emperors Yan and Huang—are enshrined. Throughout history, there have always been some clansmen who gained the ancestors’ recognition after entering the hot springs, and by a stroke of fortune, obtained various boons. For example: the impurities in their bloodline were removed."
"As a result, their bloodlines become purer to varying degrees."
"But for most people, their bloodline purity is determined at birth. Cousin Mengmeng, who could gain the ancestors’ recognition in the back mountain and awaken her bloodline, and even see her bloodline purity increase by a full 17%, is a one-in-ten-thousand lucky girl. The clan might not produce even one like her in several hundred years."
Hearing this, Ye Huan nodded in sudden understanding.
Just then, he felt a gaze filled with killing intent fall on him.
It turned out that Ling Zhiyuan had just bribed the Ancient Martial Artist in front of Ling Fufu with some benefits to switch places with him, in order to get closer to Ling Fufu.
Only then did Ling Fufu throw Ling Zhiyuan an extremely disgusted look and cut back in line to stand beside Ye Huan.
Ignoring Ling Zhiyuan’s murderous glare, Ye Huan withdrew his gaze and smirked, "Say, great beauty Ling, you really are using me as a human shield."
Ling Fufu’s pretty face flushed. She hadn’t expected her little scheme to be seen through by Ye Huan. "You’re capable enough for the job. Besides, it’s not like I’m making you be my shield for nothing."
"Not for nothing? Then what are you planning? Don’t tell me you’re going to let me make the fake act real and do some things a human shield isn’t supposed to do?" The corner of Ye Huan’s mouth curled up, and he deliberately ran a wicked gaze up and down Ling Fufu’s entire body.