#2155 - The miserable boy Bale

Instantly, the entire place fell silent, remaining so for a long time.

"Test them, what are you waiting for?"

Jun Wuxie, seeing the young men from the villages lined up before the crystal testing stone, frozen in place, reminded them.

Several young men had come from each village.

Hearing Jun Wuxie's words, they cautiously placed their hands on the crystal ball.

Subsequently, the crystal ball gradually lit up.

The light was not particularly intense, but it was enough to gain the recognition of the Monument of Glory and secure their qualification to enter the Mystic Realm.

One after another, the young men were tested in succession.

Some of them failed to pass and were eliminated, their faces filled with disappointment.

They knew they had lost this opportunity, and their future cultivation path would be even more difficult.

Given their circumstances, acquiring resources was already challenging.

As their cultivation levels increased, the difficulty of obtaining resources would also increase.

Failing to enter the Twilight Mystic Realm this time meant that their cultivation might stagnate at the Half-God Realm, with no hope of breaking through to the Heavenly God Realm.

"Cultivation is like sailing against the current. You must always maintain a good mindset, avoid feelings of decadence, never give up easily, and not become disheartened when faced with difficulties.

Persist, and you will eventually make progress in the future.

Only by harboring hope in your heart can your dreams possibly come true."

Jun Wuxie, seeing their low spirits, couldn't help but offer words of encouragement.

Although these young men who had not obtained qualification were not particularly talented,

they were still much stronger than ordinary cultivators.

With their talent, their upper limit was definitely not just the Half-God Realm.

Although it was difficult to obtain cultivation resources due to their humble origins, it did not mean that they would definitely never obtain them in the future.

This is a great era. Missing out on the Twilight Mystic Realm once does not mean losing hope for the future.

Upon hearing this, the young men's gazes became firm again, and they cast grateful looks at him.

They were not good with words, and in the face of outsiders, their expressions always revealed some timidity.

Due to their background, they also had relatively little experience. Their upbringing caused them to lack confidence when facing cultivators from various forces, and they even felt somewhat inferior.

Just then, the crystal testing stone suddenly lit up with a dazzling light, many times brighter than the light from the previous young men's tests.

People were shocked, looking at this scene in disbelief.

"Second Generation Ancestral Blood, it's actually Second Generation Ancestral Blood!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise, his expression as if he had seen a ghost.

A person from an ordinary village actually possessed Second Generation Ancestral Blood!

For a moment, the higher-ups of various forces were filled with astonishment.

The people of Twilight Heaven also revealed surprise.

They knew that even for a large force like theirs, Second Generation Ancestral Blood was very rare, almost non-existent.

Most of the geniuses in their clan only possessed Third Generation Ancestral Blood.

Their Goddess was only Second Generation Ancestral Blood!

However, judging from the phenomenon of the testing stone, this young man's Second Generation Ancestral Blood was not outstanding among the Second Generation, only considered to be of average or slightly below-average quality.

Even so, it was still an incredible thing.

After all, it was just an ordinary village, yet it possessed such a bloodline!

Many of the geniuses present revealed envious expressions, their hearts shaken, and they began to feel unbalanced.

Why?

He, a country bumpkin, actually possessed Second Generation Ancestral Blood, how could this be!

Which of them was not a favored child of heaven?

Many of them had ancient bloodlines passed down through generations, only reaching Fourth or Third Generation Ancestral Blood.

Now, a country bumpkin had actually surpassed them in bloodline, causing their pride to be struck and their confidence to be trampled upon!

"Congratulations to tester Barre, ranking in the second tier of potential testing. The Monument of Glory will record this glory…"

The Monument of Glory, which had been silent for a long time, once again emitted a sound, and then a life talisman flew out, landing in the young man Barre's hand.

Barre's face showed a hint of excitement as he tightly clenched the life talisman in his hand.

He was very handsome, with slightly dark skin, three-dimensional features, bright brown eyes, and slightly curly black hair.

Jun Wuxie smiled.

This Barre was one of the young men he had encountered on the road that day.

At that time, he could tell that Barre's bloodline was quite outstanding.

He didn't want such a bloodline to be buried due to injustice, nor did he want to see those villages miss out on the Twilight Mystic Realm trip due to their lack of power.

"Barre kneels to thank benefactor!"

The young man walked in front of Jun Wuxie and knelt down with a thud, bowing deeply.

If it weren't for the testing stone, he wouldn't have known that his bloodline had actually reached the level of Second Generation Ancestral Blood.

If it weren't for his benefactor, he wouldn't even have had the opportunity to test.

Missing out on the Twilight Mystic Realm trip and being unable to obtain opportunities and good fortune within meant that even with a powerful bloodline, future cultivation would be very difficult.

Although, even if he could enter the Twilight Mystic Realm and obtain resources, the road ahead would still be difficult, it was still many times better than missing out on the Twilight Mystic Realm.

"You don't need to be like this, get up."

Jun Wuxie grabbed his arm and helped him up.

At the same time, a talisman silently implanted itself into Barre's body.

Barre was unaware and noticed nothing.

This was a soldier's path killing talisman.

It was casually condensed by him.

Its power was not very strong, but for Barre, it could save his life and also help him avoid missing out on opportunities in the Mystic Realm simply because he encountered a genius from some force.

Jun Wuxie was well aware that Barre's performance was too dazzling for the geniuses of various forces.

Now, he didn't know how many people were jealous of him.

In addition, Barre had no background or status. Whether he went to the Twilight Mystic Realm or came out later, he would inevitably be targeted by the geniuses of certain forces present.

His path was very rough, and without external assistance, it was basically impossible to survive.

Gradually, the young men from each village finished testing.

Apart from Barre, the other young men's aptitudes were not outstanding, and their names were not displayed on the Monument of Glory.

This time, of the dozen or so teenagers who came from several villages, four failed the test, and the rest all passed.

The elders from each village who had sent them were very excited and kept expressing their gratitude to Jun Wuxie.

Jun Wuxie told them to find a place to rest nearby and wait for the day the Mystic Realm opened.

The two old men who had sent Barre were both at the Half-God Realm.

Obeying Jun Wuxie's instructions, they sat down next to Jun Wuxie.

"Benefactor, do you have something to ask us?"

The two old men realized that he wouldn't leave them behind for no reason and secretly inquired with their divine senses.

"I want to ask about Barre's situation. Who are his parents, are they cultivators?"

"In response to benefactor's words, this child Barre has a hard life. He no longer has parents or relatives.

We brought this child back to the village. He was only nine years old back then, dressed in rags, covered in wounds, and unconscious.

He said that his parents were killed, and their place was invaded all year round, killing many people. His playmates were also killed, their hands and feet chopped off, their heads chopped off in front of him. Some were blown to death by rune-remote bursting arrows…"

Speaking of this, tears welled up in the eyes of the two old men.

"What a sin, it's impossible to imagine that such a young child would experience such a cruel childhood, living in a hellish environment from a young age.

Fortunately, Barre was lucky and found an opportunity to escape. He wandered all the way, crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, and escaped to our place.

At that time, we found him in the mountains. He was already dying, clutching a piece of torn cloth tightly in his hand.

He said that it was what was left of his dead playmates after their bodies were blown to pieces…"

Jun Wuxie couldn't help but frown, "Where did Barre come from, how did he experience these things?"

The two old men shook their heads, "It's a small country called Basha, but we don't know where Basha is.

We people have too little vision, the farthest we've gone is the nearby city.

Barre said that the place where they lived for generations was very cruel. Many people there don't live to adulthood. They are often shot by the armies of opposing dynasties, or they shoot rune bursting arrows into their living areas, blowing them up to death and injury.

In the past few decades, millions of children have been killed there, a living hell.

How could those insane beasts do it!"

"Didn't their country organize any resistance?"

"Yes, don't look at Barre's young age, but he knows a lot of things.

Their country has been resisting opposing dynasties for many years, suffering heavy casualties. Children under the age of eighteen account for half of the army.

Those children, Barre said, are all orphans. Their parents and relatives died at the hands of opposing dynasties since they were young, so they all joined the army.

Batch after batch, generation after generation died on the battlefield.

The enemy is too powerful for them. Every time they resist, everyone is determined to die.

The year Barre was seven years old, the time his parents died.

In their country, 150,000 child soldiers rushed out of the city and all died in battle…"

"Barre's hometown is in Twilight Province, right?

Otherwise, how could he, a child, have come to your place."

"It is indeed in Twilight Province. It is precisely because the Twilight Dynasty of Twilight Province set the rules thousands of years ago that Barre's country was not destroyed, otherwise it would have been slaughtered long ago.

These years, Barre has been practicing hard every day, tirelessly day and night.

Sometimes, at night, we often hear him hiding under the big tree behind the village, secretly crying while looking into the distance.

We all know that he is working so hard to become stronger, to go back and avenge his relatives, to avenge his playmates.

This child, I'm afraid, is also destined to die in the hands of those people…"

Speaking of this, tears were left in the eyes of the two old men.

Over the years, they had long regarded Barre as their own. Thinking of his future ending, they couldn't help but feel sorrow in their hearts, and it was difficult to accept that cruel reality.

Jun Wuxie didn't ask any more questions and fell silent.

Having not heard their benefactor's divine sense for a long time, the two old men couldn't help but call out.

"You should go to Barre's side.

Don't worry, Barre's ending won't be what you think. He will go higher and farther," Jun Wuxie said as they left.

His mood was very heavy.

Barre's experiences and living environment deeply moved him, reminding him of the Great Zhou in the lower realm back then.

When the Xilin army invaded, the adults were all killed in battle, and countless children put on cloth armor and died on the battlefield.

They were all child soldiers, sacrificing their lives to protect their homes.

He had such experiences in the Great Zhou of the lower realm.

He understood best how cruel and tragic that was.

He knew the desperate environment they lived in.

The Twilight Dynasty governed so many large and small countries, yet this matter had not been resolved to this day.

With the strength and power of the Twilight Dynasty, how could they not be able to resolve such a thing?

Obviously, there were special reasons that made them unwilling to restrain it.

… …

Time passed day by day.

One after another, third-generation and second-generation prodigies from various major forces arrived.

They had already passed the test, and now they were arriving because the time for the Twilight Secret Realm to open was getting closer and closer.

On this day, a group of people came, totaling more than a dozen.

Each of them was dressed in luxurious clothes, and it was clear at a glance that they came from noble families.

The most eye-catching among them were two men and two women.

As soon as they arrived, all the major forces here began to discuss them.

From the discussions of the crowd, Jun Wuxie learned that these people were from the Seleucid Dynasty and were members of the royal family.

There were actually two first-generation ancestral bloodlines and two second-generation ancestral bloodlines.

Jun Wuxie was a little surprised. How could the Seleucid royal family, such a powerful force, still be a dynasty?

He secretly inquired with the elders of the Heavenly Star Gate and learned that the Seleucid royal family had only developed in the last hundred years. Because the territory was very small, and one state could not accommodate two major dynasties, it had always been suppressed by the Twilight Dynasty, so it had remained a dynasty and had not been able to complete its upgrade.

The reason why the Twilight Dynasty was so powerful was not only because of the royal family, but also because of a major pillar, which was the support of Twilight Heaven.

Just as Jun Wuxie was secretly inquiring with the elders of the Heavenly Star Gate.

Nearby, Barre, who was beside the two old men, had already turned blood red, and his entire pupils had turned blood-colored.

An indescribable aura of violence and bloody killing intent instantly permeated the air.

The two old men were shocked and were about to ask Jun Wuxie for help.

But Barre broke free from them, blood and tears streaming from his eyes, and like an injured beast, he lost his mind and rushed towards the people of the Seleucid royal family.

"Hmm? You are a Basha bastard!"

The moment the people of the Seleucid royal family saw Barre rushing over, a cruel and playful look appeared in their eyes.

"You Basha bastard, you actually ran here!"

"Return my clansmen's lives!"

Barre's eyes were streaming with blood and tears, and his whole body was filled with a bloody aura.

He had already become demonized, fallen into a state of madness, and rushed towards the people of the Seleucid royal family like a madman.

"Hahaha, Basha bastard, an ant who doesn't know how to live or die!

If it weren't for the Twilight Dynasty, your Basha clan would have been wiped out long ago!

You hate, you are unwilling, but what can you do?

We Seleucids love to slaughter your women and children. Every time we see your painful expressions, it is the most exciting moment for us!

We are going to carry out a racial extermination of you Basha people, incorporate your territory into our Seleucid Dynasty, and use the blood of you Basha bastards to sacrifice, hahaha!"

As soon as the words fell, a person from the Seleucid royal family sacrificed a battle spear, locked onto Barre, and threw it out violently.

The black battle spear burst out with a thunderous sound, the sound waves rolled, and like a black magic light, it pierced through the sky, and the killing intent soared to the sky.

"Barre!"

"Child!"

"No!"

The two old men and others in Barre's village were all heartbroken and let out heart-rending cries.

Just as Barre was about to be pierced by the black battle spear.

A touch of chaotic golden light flashed.

As if teleporting, Jun Wuxie's figure disappeared from the spot, appeared in front of Barre, and pinched the battle spear with his fingers, allowing it to tremble, but unable to move forward even a bit.

Ding!

He exerted a little force with his fingers, and the battle spear snapped into two pieces.

Chaotic golden light enveloped Barre, and the power of the law and the sound of the Dao were simultaneously poured into his body, causing Barre, who was in a demonized state, to gradually calm down.

He stood behind Jun Wuxie, with two lines of blood-red tear stains on his face, and his body kept trembling.