Qing Yun City, Qin Family Martial Arts Stadium. The spring sun was blazing like fire, scorching the green stone paved plaza, heat waves rolled over, and a dry heat filled the air. However, this dry heat was far less than the anxiety of the people in the arena at the moment. Dozens of children of the Qin family, dressed in practice clothes, neatly arranged in the square, their tender faces, written with anticipation and apprehension, but also forcefully suppressed the waves of their hearts, like a small tree swaying in the gusty winds, trying to maintain the surface of the calm. Today was the moment that would decide their fate - the Awakening Ceremony.
In the center of the square, there stood an ancient Yuan Measuring Monument, its body as black as ink, with mysterious runes inscribed on it, exuding a vicissitude and ancient aura. It stood there quietly, as if it was a weathered old man, witnessing the rise and fall of the Qin Family from generation to generation, as well as carrying the hopes and dreams of generations of young sons and daughters.
"Qin Mu!" The elder in charge of presiding over the ceremony, an old man with white hair and a rosy complexion, announced majestically with a voice like a bell, his voice echoing over the square like a thunderous explosion, shaking people's hearts.
As soon as the words fell, a young man with a straight posture walked out of the crowd. He was about ten years old, with clear eyebrows, sword brows and starry eyes, with a confident smile at the corner of his mouth, and between his hands and feet, he exuded a composure and temperament that didn't match his age. He is Qin Mu, the son of the head of the Qin family, known as the genius of a hundred years.
At the age of three, he practiced martial arts, at the age of five, he knew the family's sword technique, and at the age of seven, he was able to activate the yuan qi in his body. Qin Mu's speed of cultivation amazed the family elders and was regarded as the star of hope of the Qin family. At the moment, he was wearing a green colored long shirt, with an exquisite short sword on his waist, his whole person looked handsome and energetic, just like a newborn sunrise, shining brightly.
Family Head Qin Zhantian stood at the front of the crowd, looking at his son, his deep gaze filled with expectations and encouragement. He nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "Mu'er, do your best." Five short words, but filled with a father's infinite care and ardent expectations for his son, like a warm current that flowed into Qin Mu's heart, causing his originally somewhat tense mood to calm down.
Qin Mu walked to the Yuan Measurement Monument, took a deep breath, and slowly pressed his right hand onto the cold surface of the monument. On his white and slender fingers, faint fluctuations of Yuan Power could be faintly seen, like flowing starlight, mirroring the ancient runes of the Yuan Measuring Stele.
However, time seemed to stand still at this moment. The Yuan Measurement Monument did not react in any way, still maintaining its original grayish hue, like a sleeping beast, without the slightest sign of awakening.
The surrounding air seemed to have frozen, silent, only the crowd's rapid breathing and the growing unease in their hearts remained. The crowd began to stir, and whispers came like a tidal wave, breaking the original tranquility.
"What's going on? Young Master Qin Mu didn't even react?"
"Could it be that there's something wrong with the Yuan Measuring Tablet?"
"Impossible! This is an ancestral treasure of the Qin Family, it has never gone wrong!"
Qin Mu's sword brows furrowed slightly as a trace of doubt flashed across his handsome face, but inside, his heart rippled as if he were turning over a river. He also felt an invisible force suppressing his Yuan Power, making it impossible for him to exert it smoothly, as if he was trapped in an invisible cage, unable to break free.
"Mu'er, don't panic." Qin Zhantian spoke in a calm tone as he tried to calm his son, but his tightly clenched fists revealed the uneasiness in his heart.
Suddenly, a strange change occurred!
The light of the Yuan Measuring Stele flourished, the originally gray stele body instantly became as dazzling as day, and a powerful energy fluctuation swept across the entire martial arts arena like a fierce wind and huge waves! The crowd was caught off guard and retreated one after another, cries of alarm rising and falling, breaking the tranquility for a moment.