Ancestral Cave (Part 1)

The world I see before me is tainted with dark colors.

"You... have no talent."

I was only two years old when it was discovered that I... had no talent. Not in the sense that I couldn't cultivate. I was just so insignificant that no talent ranks could match me.

Did the attitude towards me change? Of course. Suddenly, from a potential heir, I became an outcast. Although no one dared to touch me or make fun of me, I could hear their dirty whispers.

"Sigh... this child's talent is insignificant. It's a shame to our family."

The talk behind my back became louder and louder every day. Eventually, I grew up and realized what a disgrace I was.

While my cousins were able to feel Qi at the age of five or six, I felt it only when I was ten.

And then, as if in the blink of an eye, I turned twelve. And... for some reason, the whispers stopped. I was no longer condemned by the servants but looked at with admiration.

And the reason was...