Dongxuan Region, Qingyun Town.
The Dongfang Clan was a small cultivation family in Qingyun Town, passed down for a hundred years. Within the clan, any disciple who could awaken their spiritual roots was eligible to embark on the path of cultivation and compete for limited resources. However, those with poor talent were destined to remain ordinary mortals or even be expelled from the clan.
Early in the morning, at the back mountain of the Dongfang Clan, a young boy sat on a large stone, gazing into the distant mountains with a dazed expression.
The boy appeared to be around fourteen or fifteen years old. His figure was thin and frail, his complexion pale, as if he had been weak since birth. His name was Dongfang Qingfeng, a member of the Dongfang Clan's branch family. However, due to his innate frailty and inability to cultivate, he was regarded as useless within the clan.
"Qingfeng, why are you sitting here daydreaming again?"
A crisp voice rang out. A young girl approached quickly, dressed in a flowing green robe, a jade pendant hanging from her waist. She had delicate features and a hint of concern in her eyes.
She was Dongfang Yuning, Qingfeng's cousin. Among the younger generation of the Dongfang Clan, she was considered talented and had already reached the third level of the Qi Refining Realm, making her quite remarkable among her peers.
"It's nothing… I was just thinking… if only I could cultivate," Dongfang Qingfeng sighed, his eyes filled with a trace of helplessness.
"Qingfeng, you…" Dongfang Yuning hesitated before sighing. "The clan has a rule: any child who cannot cultivate by the age of fifteen will be expelled and forced to live as a mortal. In just six more months… you…"
She didn't finish her sentence, but the meaning was clear.
Dongfang Qingfeng's body tensed, his fists unconsciously clenched.
Of course, he knew about this rule. But… was he really willing to accept his fate?