Today was the test at the Village's head house. Every child at age 12 was waiting there for the medicine which will change their fate. It was a tradition in New World where every child under the age of 12 test their blood to discover their talents in blood cultivation, Those who have high talent would become a carp leaping the dragon gate and they will be sent to prestigious sects or academies to be nurtured into powerful cultivators. Those with average talent would be assigned to local guilds, where they could still cultivate but with limited resources and opportunities. However, those deemed untalented would be destined for a mundane life, working as farmers, merchants, or laborers, never able to reach the heights of cultivation.
The atmosphere inside the Village Head's house was tense. Parents held their breath as each child stepped forward to receive the medicine. It was a sacred elixir,a liquid crafted by the elders, designed to awaken the latent potential in their blood called the awakening liquid. The moment it entered their system, the child's body would react, revealing the extent of their talent. Some would feel a surge of warmth, their veins glowing with ethereal light, while others might feel nothing at all—a devastating outcome.
Among the children standing in line was Ren, a boy who had always been fascinated by cultivation tales. Born into a low class family, all he wished is for him to have a high talent in Blood cultivation and be sent to sect. He clenched his fists as he waited for his turn, his heart pounding. He remembered former his neighbour's son Leon who had a high talent in blood cultivation and was chosen by the Russo family one of the most powerful blood cultivators in their town. He was sent to their prestigious Academy to study and even his parents were rewarded with a huge house comparable to the Village's head house. Would he be among the chosen ones, or would he be doomed to mediocrity?
As the Village Head called his name, Ren took slow, measured steps forward, his heart pounding as he approached the village head. The old man stood beneath the dim glow of the lanterns, holding a small wooden box—the awakening liquid Ren had come for. His fingers trembled slightly as he reached out to take it, knowing this was the last hope for his family.Before he could grasp it, an unsettling feeling gnawed at him. He turned his head, his gaze drawn back to the two figures standing at the edge of the gathering. His father and mother who for his sake spent their life time saving 20 sliver coins to acquire the awakening liquid for him and then he took the liguid out of the box ,it was dark green in color and looked sinster. Then in one gulp he drank it and a bitter taste filled his mouth, he wanted to vomit it but remembering the price his parents paid for the liquid, he swallowed it bitterly and expectantly. A moment passed… then another… and suddenly, his entire body erupted in a radiant glow, his veins pulsing with an unfamiliar yet powerful energy. Gasps filled the room as the elders' eyes widened in shock.
"This… this is no ordinary talent!" one of them exclaimed. "His bloodline… it's beyond anything we've ever seen!"
Ren himself felt the energy coursing through him, but little did he know that this moment would change his destiny forever.