Yi'Er is going to break through to the Purple Mansion, and he's considerate to look for someone to accompany me.

I introduced you to Yi'Er, saying that I like you very much. Then you can naturally join me openly, afterward..."

Before the words finished, the Immortal Mother's beautiful eyes suddenly reflected a faint golden light. She was shocked and covered her mouth, exclaiming in disbelief, "This... how is this possible?"

In her eyes, the Jade Scroll in the youth's hand was emitting golden light, and the golden light fluctuated between dim and bright, sometimes like a candle flame illuminating a small area, sometimes like a fireball illuminating the entire room.

"Is this impossible? Is the Jade Scroll broken? This... no... impossible..."

The Immortal Mother was dumbstruck by this unbelievable scene.

Song Yan said, "I am originally from the Formless Race, so this is naturally not difficult for me."

Immortal Mother couldn't help but say, "But your surname is Zhang..."

Song Yan calmly said, "It's merely because a farmer who adopted me hundreds of years ago had that surname. My real surname, I do not know. I... am just an abandoned infant."

Earlier, he took a chance and sent a trace of the Divine Infant's aura from Feng Chengzi into the Jade Scroll. Unexpectedly, the Jade Scroll accepted it directly.

As for the strength of the light, it was entirely under his control.

Now, his Divine Soul had reached a terrifying level that a mere Jade Scroll couldn't test.

If he wished his Divine Soul to be strong, it was strong.

If he wanted to feign weakness, no one could see through it.

What's even more wonderful is that his realm is currently only the Seventh Layer of Refining Profound.

Who would suspect a little guy at the Seventh Layer of Refining Profound of deception?

Thinking of the subtlety, Song Yan grinned, revealing his lustrous white teeth, and laughed, "Jie Jie Jie," then raised his hands to the sky excitedly, "Today I finally know who I am!

Today I finally know I am from the Formless Race!

I'm going home!

I'm finally going home!!"

The Immortal Mother was already stunned.

She completely didn't understand what was going on.

In her eyes, the master's mysterious and terrifying power had reached a higher level, making her both awed and delighted.

Demonesses are naturally fond of the strong, especially those strong in their own camp, whom they favor even more.

After a brief moment of astonishment, she threw herself onto Song Yan, giggling, "Congratulations, Master, congratulations, Master, but please don't forget Yi'Er and me."

Song Yan, rubbing her hair, fell into thought, then began exchanging information and making plans with the Immortal Mother...

...

...

In the blink of an eye, several months passed.

Summer was at its peak.

The sounds of cicadas were like a torrential rain, echoing in a quaint garden.

The garden was not in the human world but connected to a Secret Realm.

Without the keys, one could never enter this Secret Realm, and from the outside... even the most advanced Qi Observation Skill could not detect anything unusual.

At the garden entrance, three figures suddenly appeared.

They were: Song Yan, Tang Yi, and the Immortal Mother.

Tang Yi patted Song Yan's shoulder, saying familiarly, "You don't need to be nervous, Xiao Han. Although this is the Ancestral Vein Secret Realm of my Formless Ancient Race, it is also your home. Now, I will take you to meet the elders of the clan. You just need to pass the test and enter the clan register, then everything will be fine."

He exuded a naturally irresistible charisma, like a born leader, lamenting, "When I first came here, I was like you, trembling, even feeling inferior to raise my eyes.

But it will all pass.

You and I are both from the Southern Land and are both of the Formless Ancient Race, truly destined. Though we share the same clan, our relationship should indeed be deeper, so why don't we..."

Tang Yi thought for a moment, a hint of contemplation flickered in his handsome features, but he did not pause much as he said, "Why don't we call each other brothers in the future, I'm slightly older, you can..."

Before he finished speaking, the Immortal Mother interrupted, "Yi'Er, your age difference is so vast, how can you call each other brothers?"

Tang Yi, who always listened to the Immortal Mother, smiled at the words and said, "Then, we can't address each other as uncle or grandfather, can we? That would be too distant?"

The Immortal Mother said, "You're both from the Southern Land, not only co-clansmen but also from the same hometown, naturally close; why need these mundane titles to over-complicate?"

She couldn't even imagine the old monster calling her son "big brother, uncle, or grandfather," so she hurriedly interrupted.

Tang Yi laughed heartily, "That's true."

Then, patting Song Yan's shoulder with a demeanor fit for a senior, earnestly said, "Song... no, you should be called Tang Han from now on. Rest assured. I have completely covered up the matter of Dongfang Sheng for you.

In this trial, cultivators from my clan have suffered substantial casualties, and Dongfang Sheng has died in it too. As for the person you mentioned who is watching you, your vendetta, that would be for you to deal with. I will not interfere or overstep.

To have this enemy, to nurture this enemy, and to avenge it later, will be beneficial for your Mental Realm."

Song Yan cupped his fist and said, "Thank you, Brother Yi."

The Immortal Mother couldn't bear to watch this scene.

After that night's secret discussion, she naturally found a chance to pull Tang Yi into the small circle.

Song Yan's reasoning was "Dongfang Sheng had a grudge against him, he dared not expose his Faceless Mask, and a Loose Cultivator seemed suspicious of him, wanting to get treasures from him. Therefore, he killed Dongfang Sheng, impersonated Dongfang Sheng, then secretly found the Immortal Mother for help. The Immortal Mother, benevolent as she is, hastily brought him to meet Tang Yi after confirming he was from the Formless Race."

Afterward, Tang Yi slightly increased the difficulty of the "Hidden Dragon Association Winner's" entry-level test.

Of course, these winners were not only cultivators of the Five Sects of Ancient Jin, but also many cultivators from vassal states under the Formless Ancient Race.

Scattered here and there, over a hundred people participated in the test.

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