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"Young master, Madam has asked you to go back to your room to sleep. " A clear voice interrupted Wen Yuan's contemplation. Wen Yuan turned around and sat up, looking at the delicate and pretty little girl under the roof. He said, "Yes, I know. Go back and tell my mother that I will stay for a while longer. " The little girl was called Xiaocui, who was sixteen or seventeen years old. She was Wen Yuan's mother's personal maidservant. She was also the only maidservant in their family. Although Wen Yuann's talent wasn't good, he still had a certain level of talent when it came to business. Only by helping the family manage their business did he have the money to hire maidservants. Otherwise, just relying on the family's supplies to the direct line of descent, it would still be a problem to support the family. After all, to a large family, Using resources on those with aptitude was the way to develop and strengthen.

Hearing Wen Yuan's answer, the little girl couldn't help but mutter in her heart, I really don't know how the young master's calm and steady attitude was raised. A six year old brat actually had the attitude of someone who kept his word. Little Cui knew that she wouldn't be able to convince the young master. So she said: " Alright then, Little Master, don't stay outside for too long. Be careful of catching a cold. " "En. " After hearing Wen Yuan's affirmative answer, Little Cui quietly returned to the house.

Seeing Little Cui return to the house, the corner of Wen Yuan's mouth couldn't help but curl up. But when he thought of the examination tomorrow, he felt a little helpless again. Wen Yuan and Fifth Uncle's son, Wen Zhong, were given basic cultivation techniques by the family a year ago. Tomorrow was the examination for their aptitude. People's aptitude was generally divided into four grades: low, medium. High, and Beyond. Wen Yuan's Wen Yuann was only at mid-4-star at 40 years of age, so his natural endowments were considered low. Wen Yuan's fifth uncle was at the peak of Six Star at the age of thirty-five, and he could enter the seven-star at any time. That was his high grade talent.

Wen Yuan was helpless because of his talent. His high grade lightning talent made Wen Yuan understand. Once he revealed his talent, it would definitely attract the attention of his entire family. It might even attract the attention of other families, but for him, who had always kept a low profile, This was something he didn't want to see. He looked at the little dark purple flame burning on his right index finger. The three layers of flame revealed Wen Yuan's intermediate 1-star strength. In fact, Wen Yuan had already begun cultivating the Flame Warrior when he was three years old. When he learned about the existence of the Flame Warrior from the Wen family's Book Reserve Pavilion, he was deeply attracted. When he finally found the basic cultivation technique from the Book Reserve Pavilion, Wen Yuan did not hesitate to cultivate it.

The basic cultivation technique was quick to learn, but the results were very poor, so no one had ever used the basic cultivation technique as their main cultivation technique. After cultivating for half a year, Wen Yuan finally felt a small dark purple spark in his Dantian. It was based on this that he determined that he had inherited his father's thunder attribute. As for the grade of his talent, he could not determine it because he did not have the Fire Elemental Crystal.

After a whole year of cultivation, Little Mars had finally grown a little stronger, but he had also reached the end of his basic cultivation technique. No matter how hard he trained, he would not be able to make any progress. In order to obtain a technique, Wen Yuan had practically searched the entire first floor of the Book Reserve Pavilion. However, he found nothing. Wen Yuan, who could not think of anything else, had even thought of the second floor of the Book Reserve Pavilion. In the headquarters of Wen family, it was common knowledge that anyone who wanted to enter the second floor of the Book Reserve Pavilion must get the consent of the patriarch. In order to enter the third floor, the patriarch had to personally accompany him. Therefore, the one who thought of this was Hou. Even he himself was shocked. However, his yearning for the Flame Warrior world caused this thought to gush out like spring water, and it couldn't be stopped.

He looked around and found that there was no one around. The gatekeeper who was guarding the first floor of the Book Reserve Pavilion was also sitting on a stool and taking a nap. So Wen Yuan tiptoed towards the stairs on the second floor and climbed up the stairs. In a short while, he arrived at the entrance of the second floor. Just as Wen Yuan was wondering why there was no one guarding the Book Reserve Pavilion, a loud shout almost deafened him. "Who dares to trespass into the Wen family's Book Reserve Pavilion?" When Wen Yuan recovered from his shock, And then suddenly there was a man with loose hair and a long, fiery beard in front of him. He was an old man with a pair of angry eyes that looked like a diamond.

"Who are you? Did you get permission to enter my Book Reserve Pavilion?" "Reporting to senior. My father, Wen Yuann, is the third son of the Patriarch. Junior entered the Book Reserve Pavilion purely out of curiosity, and didn't receive the family head's permission. " Wen Yuan quickly answered truthfully. The pressure that Wen Yuan felt from the slovenly old man was almost on par with the patriarch, Wen Lia. It seemed like he was one of the patriarch's two younger brothers, but he didn't know which one it was. Wen Yuan muttered in his heart.

"If the patriarch doesn't agree, then you are not allowed to enter. Since you have committed the crime of trespassing for the first time, you should leave now. Otherwise, you'll be punished according to the rules of the family. " After saying this, the old man suddenly disappeared. Even though he had disappeared in front of his eyes, Wen Yuan still couldn't find any trace of the old man. He sighed helplessly. Wen Yuan knew that there was no hope of going in this time.

Dejected, Wen Yuan reluctantly walked down the stairs. "Why were you driven down?" A gloating voice sounded at the door of the attic. Wen Yuan looked up at the gatekeeper on the first floor and said snappily, "You still want to ask when you know. " The gatekeeper's head was tied up with a dumpling's head. He had a white goatee and a small build.

"I've already warned you several times. Who told you not to listen?" Do you think it's so easy to enter the Wen family's Book Reserve Pavilion? " The old man replied. Wen Yuan was annoyed by the matter of the hand seals. He was not in the mood to pinch the old man. But after a while, the old man asked again, "What are you going to do on the second floor?" "I'm looking for a thunder attribute spell," Wen Yuan said subconsciously. But just as he finished speaking, Wen Yuan cursed himself for being stupid. Why would a four year old kid like him use a spell? How could he not be suspicious?

Sure enough, when the old man heard Wen Yuan's words, he was stunned. However, after one round, the old man returned to normal. The old man's reaction filled Wen Yuan with doubt, as if he had seen through Wen Yuan's confusion. The old man said, "That's right. I can't treat you like a little kid. Otherwise, I'll be scared out of my mind even if I'm not sick. I really don't understand why a four year old kid like you doesn't look like a little kid at all when you're out of your body. " The old man's words made Wen Yuan speechless.

Seeing Wen Yuan's depressed look, the old gatekeeper felt extremely good in his heart. Ever since the first day Wen Yuan came to the Book Reserve Pavilion, the old man couldn't remember how many times he had been frightened by Wen Yuan's actions that didn't belong to children. He was always scared by others. Even if it was just once. And his old friend who was in a good mood seemed to have improved his memory as well. He looked at Wen Yuan strangely and said, "You want to find a lightning attribute cultivation method. Isn't your father cultivating a lightning attribute cultivation method?" The old man's words made Wen Yuan not know whether to laugh or cry. His family clearly had what he wanted. Yet, he had come here to look for it.

Wen Yuan, who had a rough idea of the technique, was in a very good mood. After thanking the old man, he ran back as fast as he could. Wen Yuan, who was running too fast, ignored the last sentence the old man said to him, "According to the family law, any cultivation technique that comes out of the depository of scriptures. . . You can only learn it yourself and not pass it on to others. Therefore, you must not learn your father's cultivation technique. "

Wen Yuan remembered that when he ran home, he had to rummage through everything. It was not easy for him to find the Thunder Chant in his parents' room. Luckily, he found it when his family was not around. Otherwise, he wouldn't know how to explain it. It only took Wen Yuan less than an hour to finish copying the thin Thunder Chant. After that, the treasure returned to the Zhao family without anyone knowing. As for whether his parents had noticed, he didn't know.

After reading the Thunder Chant, Wen Yuan found out that there were different levels of cultivation techniques. From high to low, there were Heaven and Earth levels. Human, Profound Level. Yellow Level. Apart from the Heaven level cultivation technique, each level was further divided into three levels: high, low, and low. The classification of cultivation techniques was based on the different amount of flame essence absorbed and refined in the air. The amount of fire essence absorbed by a heaven grade cultivation technique was like comparing the ocean to a river when compared to a Yellow Level cultivation technique. Heaven Grade cultivation techniques and some special Earth Grade cultivation techniques could also cultivate two different types of fire elements at the same time. The 'Thunder Chant' was a Low Rank of Profound Level cultivation technique, although it didn't seem to be very high. Thunder Chant 'is a Low Rank of Profound Level cultivation technique. Although it doesn't seem to be very high, it is the highest grade lightning attribute cultivation technique in the Wen family. For most people, finding a Mid Yellow Level cultivation technique was already considered pretty good.

As a Profound Level cultivation technique, the 'Thunder Chant' had undoubtedly given Wen Yuan a pleasant surprise. Originally, he thought that with his father's talent, Getting the skills should also be very ordinary. In fact, with Wen Yuann's talent, he was not qualified to possess such a high level cultivation technique. The reason why he could possess the 'Thunder Chant' was because the Wen family had too few thunder-attribute cultivation techniques. Besides the 'Thunder Arts', the other two techniques, 'Thunder Explosion Art' and 'Thunder Cloud Illusions' were Yellow Level cultivation techniques. As the third son of the Wen Family's Patriarch, he was cultivating a low grade Yellow Rank cultivation technique. If this was spread out, it would be too unpleasant to hear.

Furthermore, because the lightning attribute was compatible with the speed of wind and the fierceness of fire, the lightning attribute Flame Warrior was generally stronger than other types of Flame Warriors. Therefore, Wen Lia originally had hope for his son, but the greater the hope, the greater his disappointment.

"It has been two years since I obtained the 'Thunder Chant'. " Wen Yuan looked at the three layers of small flames in his hand. Now, Wen Yuan roughly knew that his talent was high. Because in the Wen family, Wen Yuan's fifth uncle, Wen Xiehong, had a high grade talent. It took him two years and three months to reach the middle level of one star. The son of Wen Yuan's eldest uncle, Wen Tianyun, also had high potential. It took him two years and six months to reach the middle level of one star. Therefore, Wen Yuan judged that his potential should be high.

In addition to the cultivation method, the Thunder Body Technique attached to the Thunder Chant had also reached the small success stage a dozen days ago. Once used, although it was not as fast as lightning, it could still reach three times the speed of sound, and the large success stage of the Thunder Body Technique could reach ten times the speed of sound. It was far faster than the maximum speed of the Yellow Level movement technique, which was two times the speed of sound.

Even if it was a Mystic Rank movement technique, apart from a few high level Profound Rank movement techniques, it was generally difficult to surpass the Thunder Body Technique. Therefore, what Wen Yuan lacked at the moment were offensive techniques and defensive techniques.

As for tomorrow's examination, Wen Yuan actually had other thoughts. He did not intend to expose his high aptitude. Although Wen Yuan had a general understanding of this world through the books, it didn't mean that he had completely adapted and integrated into this world. In this world, besides his mother and brother, he could truly be open-minded. He was the old man of the Book Reserve. Thus, he didn't want to expose all his trump cards to those unfamiliar family members.

After making the decision, Wen Yuan felt relaxed. Therefore, Wen Yuan put away the War Flame that represented strength on his right hand. He stood up and patted his butt. Then, with a sway of his shoulder, an afterimage flashed in the dark night. He was already on the ground. Looking at his mother's dark room, Wen Yuan smiled in return. Then, like a cat, he walked back to his room without making a sound.

In the room, Wen Yuan did not dare to use his movement technique because he was afraid that he would accidentally make a noise and wake his mother and brother. Second, he was afraid that they would find out that he was already a Flame Warrior. This was not because he did not trust them, but because he did not want them to worry. As for whether he didn't want them to worry about Wen Yuan, he couldn't explain it clearly. He just felt that he had stepped onto a path filled with thorns. As for Wen Yuan's father. . . Because he was busy with the business of the family, apart from some important days, He was usually outside. However, whether he existed or not didn't affect Wen Yuan at all. Sometimes, his existence would even hinder Wen Yuan's cultivation.

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