"Master, I am just a servant, I shouldn't..."

Hearing Tong'er calling him "master," the boy felt a bit displeased.

"Don't worry, I promise they won't dare to bully you. And you're so dirty, go wash up in the bathroom first."

Looking in the direction the boy pointed, Tong'er hesitated about leaving. At the end of the room, there was a separate bluestone bathtub stacked with more than three hundred pieces of lubricated Qinghua stones, a rare material.

In the West Courtyard, nobody even gave her bathwater. Her sisters were envious of her cute little face and tried to prevent Tong'er from bathing, burying her beauty under stains. She couldn't fetch water herself either, as the attitude there was harsh, often rejecting her by using her mixed-race status as an excuse to deny her bathwater.

After hearing her recount her ordeal, Yuanhui couldn't help but get angry, cursing those despicable people while comforting Tong'er.

"Remember, I don't care about the difference between humble and noble, so, just call me cousin!"

"Cousin?"

Tong'er pronounced these two simple characters with a hint of unfamiliarity.

"Yes, cousin!"

Seeing her acknowledge him properly, the boy's mouth curled up in a relieved smile.

As the boy deliberately protected the girl considered an outcast by the family, even the Patriarch personally went to report to the Martial Tian about her, but was rejected because she didn't occupy any extra space.

"Hmph, this young master really flaunts his arrogance, huh? If he weren't the Patriarch's only son, he wouldn't even be able to enter the East Courtyard!"

Passing through the corridor of the central courtyard on the way back to the room, they met the Patriarch's eldest grandson, Wuhao, and granddaughter Wuqinglian, who deliberately spoke in front of Yuanhui and Tong'er as they approached.

"Exactly, look at his thin body. I bet he can't even pass the preliminary stone test."

"He's just a waste like his old man. How good can his son be? Probably can't even pass two segments of talent. Haha!"

Both of them burst out laughing with their stomachs in their hands.

Listening to others' comments about himself, he remained silent as usual, suppressing the anger in his heart. At these times, Tong'er would tug at his sleeve, and he would half-heartedly advise the frightened Tong'er not to care about them.

Kindness was the innate characteristic of the Moon family father and son, perhaps it was precisely this point that made the clan members all admire them.

"Hey, brother!"

Wutiantian behind them called out, the only girl in the central courtyard who could play with him normally.

Seeing the close relationship between the two not as discriminated against as expected, Yuanhui also breathed a sigh of relief. Wutiantian in the inner courtyard was the one who clung to him the most. She was the daughter of his father's brother Wutiandi and also his few close relatives who could approach him.

"Hey, Tong'er is here too?"

She finally noticed Tong'er, who had been hiding behind Yuanhui and sighed, frowning her embroidered brows.

"You've been in the central courtyard for half a month. How can you, as an older sister, still be so self-deprecating?"

Yuanhui remained silent and just smiled, leaving behind a sentence, "It's okay, I will protect her, sharing my courage with her..."

Alone with the girls, he left the central courtyard and returned to the main hall, which was now their sanctuary.

The Repair Imperial City was now called the Godrealm under the long Elders' handwritten inscription - the Eastern Country County, the Garia Academy located on the southern edge of the Repair Imperial City, covering tens of thousands of square meters, occupying two corners of the Repair Imperial City. Thirty years ago, the Repair Imperial City had only two-thirds of the school's area, but now the bluestone small city contained the entire academy. Officials and holy envoys in the city specially presided over the exam this time, demonstrating their concern for the safety of the students.

If a professional talent doesn't meet the standard, the individual may end up being forced by family members to become a teacher or engage in other lower-ranking professions. Therefore, the students present at the academy all had pale, powerless faces, with some so nervous that they were trembling uncontrollably.

The center of the academy was protected and monitored by four ten-zhang high watchtowers and twelve experts at the Nine Hearts realm, giving Yuanhui a feeling of entering a shady underground fighting arena.

The crowded testing ground was surrounded by students, and standing on a three-meter high platform in the middle was a middle-aged man with a square-shaped body clad in a purple robe. He was obese, with layers of fat on his face, and he was the headmaster of the school, who was also known as the infamous... "Ahem, today's first task is for all the female students to leave your names on my body!"

... he was also known as the notorious lecher of the city, but looks can be deceiving, as it was said that his strength surpassed any teacher in the academy!

"Sisters, get him! Crush him!"

Thousands of azure, cyan, and emerald shoes rained down from the sky, bombarding the man.

A wave of attacks was launched on the headmaster, with everyone rushing in, each unleashing countless rage upon him.

"Stop! Today, His Majesty the Emperor has graciously visited us. Everyone, be quiet!"

After the headmaster pleaded for forgiveness several times, the anger of the crowd subsided.

The bloated headmaster, with a swollen face and a bruised and battered countenance, straightened his nose and the two long hairs underneath it in a leisurely manner and announced, "Next, students, please come to the front for testing in an orderly fashion. Those with strength at the Initial Stone Fifth Stage or above are considered qualified. Students above the Fifth Stage will go to the Imperial Academy for further studies next year!"

The Imperial Academy, the top educational institution in the Holy Capital, a royal academy where only one or two talents from each city can enter!

The crowd buzzed with discussions. Initially just a small city, thirty years ago, a martial artist became the first person in the small city to ascend to the Nine Hearts rank, the first-generation Emperor of the city, standing in the square of the Dragon Ascension Plaza.

"Hehe, don't dream too much, reaching the Ninth Stage as warriors, do you think you are capable?"

Although the headmaster was once again hated by the crowd, what he said was indeed true. The first Emperor of the city had transformed the Wu Family from a second-rate family to the pinnacle of power in the city, all thanks to Yuanhui's grandfather!

At that moment, Dream Luo, who was always in an excited state, had a serious expression, not daring to show even the slightest hint of a smile.

"Five stages! Qualified. Four stages, eliminated."

The authoritative voice of the headmaster sounded like a doomsday judgment, and Yuanhui also felt an unprecedented sense of difficulty.

"Next, the eldest daughter of the Dream Family, Dream Luo!"

What? Dream Luo's heart jumped to her throat.

"Is it my turn?"

At this moment, Dream Luo nervously looked at Yuanhui, until he gave her a reassuring look, then Dream Luo slowly let go of his hand.

"Dream Luo of the Dream Family?"

The headmaster impatiently urged, "If you do not come up on stage, the school will revoke your testing qualification!"

In a fluster, Dream Luo climbed onto the platform. A faint blue light enveloped her whole body, and on the stone tablet, it was clearly inscribed: Peak of Initial Stone Ninth Stage!

The headmaster's face turned white instantly, and his beard even trembled. After more than thirty years, a second genius at the Ninth Stage had finally appeared in this small city.

Although a genius with extraordinary talent had emerged, it couldn't delay the time for the thousands of students behind. The headmaster calmed his excited heart and solemnly shouted again.

"The next one, eldest son of the Wu family, Yuanhui!"

Yuanhui slowly walked up to the platform, feeling fear creeping in once again. If it weren't for the encouraging gaze from Mengluo, he might have fainted right there.

"That's enough!"

The principal pointed to the sign ready to evoke Chi, and the sign prominently displayed: 'a section...'

The principal was dumbfounded, as were the people below who were shocked by the absurdity of someone being labeled with only a section of Chi!

Just as the audience erupted into laughter, the principal suddenly snapped back to reality, trembling as he spoke.

"How is this possible? To cover just a section!"

The audience fell silent, as the talent of a Chi coverer seemed only to be possible within the bloodline of the royal family. For a lower-class family like theirs to have such bloodline, it meant that within 30 years, a title of Emperor would emerge here, alongside super powerful individuals of at least nine hearts!

The whole room was abuzz with excitement, except for the members of the Nan family who wore troubled expressions— from now on, the Nan family would become a second-rate family in the small town, while the Wu family would rise as the most prestigious power. After all, the Wu family and the Nan family had been equal for a hundred years.

Anyone above Emperor level could understand the power an Emperor possessed; the Godrealm and the Star Emperor often had localized conflicts due to territory disputes. One battle took place at the Emperor City along the border between Godrealm and the Star Emperor, where the Star Emperor sent a force of 150,000 elite soldiers, and the Wu family, one of the four major families of Godrealm, dispatched Feng Xiaoxiao, who had reached the peak level of an Emperor.

In that battle, the 150,000 elite soldiers of the Star Emperor turned rivers of blood, shocking many residents who had never seen real powerhouses. Fifteen thousand people were slaughtered by one person in less than an hour!

Moreover, this student could potentially become a demigod, a level far beyond the Emperor and close to that of a god!

The Elder sent by the church, Tiandao Feng, was so excited that he could hardly stand up straight. Having worked for the church for over thirty years, he was a discerning man. If a demigod appeared, this small town would become a large city, a divine city of war gods.

This was the rule of Godrealm, the survival of the fittest, where strength determined the size of the city.

Mengluo congratulated Yuanhui cheerfully, "Congratulations, junior brother, we are in the same school!"

Looking at Mengluo's innocent smile, Yuanhui could only manage a bitter smile himself, understanding that to be worthy of Mengluo, he must uphold the reputation of the Wu family!

Although his mother had told him not to reach for the moon when he was just a toad, Yuanhui still felt immense pressure, with his goal seeming too distant and unattainable.

Now, he smiled in resignation, knowing that his strength was enough to uphold the family. He would reclaim his promise to Tong'er, his sister.

Looking up at the sky with anticipation for the future, Yuanhui did not notice Mengluo's smile freezing on her face. When he blinked, Mengluo transformed like magic into an angry expression, her little face puffing up in a round shape, clearly upset.

"What's with that attitude? Why are you so out of sync?" she scolded, delivering a punch to his forehead.

Yuanhui knew he had inadvertently caused trouble, as he rubbed his sore forehead preparing to apologize, the Elder Tiandao Feng patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

"Brothers and sisters should get along," he said, glancing at the embarrassed Yuanhui, trying to lighten the mood.

"Hehe, young Yuanhui, the church Elder would like to have a word with you. He is an Elder of the church, after all, you must remember the proper etiquette when speaking to him."