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"Alright, that's enough."
Lei Wanjun suppressed the shock and excitent in his heart, and spoke up.
"Oh!"
Chu Xin and Chu Chen nodded their heads and simultaneously threw the Thunderballs in their hands.
With two booming sounds, the testing plaza once again featured two giant deep pits.
Lei Wanjun's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't take it too seriously and asked, "What are your origins? Why have you co to the Thunder Sect, and why didn't your parents co with you?"
"What are origins?" Chu Chen asked curiously.
Chu Xin habitually knocked on Chu Chen's forehead, rolling her eyes as she said, "Dummy... Brother, origins an where you co from. This is why you should study more diligently."
Lei Wanjun was taken aback, but the explanation seed to have no issue.
"Oh!"
Chu Chen suddenly understood, rubbing his forehead and said with so dissatisfaction, "Then why didn't he just ask where I'm from?"
The question made sense.
Lei Wanjun was at a loss for words for a mont. He looked at Chu Chen and then at Chu Xin, muttering to himself, "The brother is a bit slow, not as clever as the sister."
Chu Xin couldn't help but cover her forehead with her snow-white little hand, her delicate face full of speechlessness. This dumb brother of hers was truly embarrassing to bring out. She lifted her head to look at Lei Wanjun and said innocently, "We co from Star Village. Our parents aren't talented enough to make it here, so they let us co by ourselves. Father said that since he couldn't join the Thunder Sect in the past, he hoped we could enter and diligently cultivate here to honor our ancestors."
"Star Village?"
Lei Wanjun frowned slightly. Why did that na sound so fake?
He looked at Chu Xin and then at Chu Chen, asking, "What kind of Thunder Technique do you cultivate?"
"I don't know," Chu Xin shook her head.
While Lei Wanjun was perplexed, Chu Chen took out the Thunder Technique book and said, "We can't read, so we don't know what Thunder Technique this is. Dad just read it to us, and we blindly practiced it by ourselves, practicing until it worked."
Practicing until it worked?
The Cultivators collectively fell silent; such a statent was infuriating to hear.
They trained hard day and night, yet most were only martial masters, or even re Martial Artists, but these two little three-and-a-half-year-olds blindly practiced until they were comparable to a Martial Venerate? What kind of monsters were they?
"Blind practice?"
Lei Wanjun's eyelids twitched; he really wanted to doubt that these two little brats were lying, but looking at their clear eyes, he felt they didn't seem to be lying.
Chu Xin and Chu Chen still maintained their naive and cute expressions, making eye contact with Lei Wanjun.
Father had said, children should not lie. But if the ti ever ca to lie, you absolutely must not divert your gaze when making eye contact with soone else, or you would be found out.
So, even if they felt nervous inside, they had to stare back.
After a while, Lei Wanjun accepted their explanation, silently exclaiming to himself, "Truly two monstrous talents. If they rely trained blindly, and those two rascals back ho have a Martial Emperor as their father, then in terms of innate ability, this brother and sister might even be stronger than those two rascals. If nurtured properly, they might even surpass them in the future. If I could graft one of their talents onto myself, I would undoubtedly surpass Long Shaotian, and even those two rascals, becoming the true number one Heavenly Pride of Jiuzhou."
Thinking this, his mood beca sowhat excited.
"Holy Master, what is this...?"
At that mont, a Thunder Sect patrolling disciple flew in and upon seeing the testing plaza riddled with several holes, he swept his gaze around and asked in confusion.
"Just passing ti, throwing so Thunderballs around for fun. It's nothing to do with you," Lei Wanjun waved his hand dismissively, sending the patrolling disciples away. Then he turned to those responsible for the testing and said, "These two little ones will follow from now on. You must not speak of this to anyone, understood?"
"Yes, Holy Master."
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The Thunder Sect disciple quickly spoke up, understanding that the Saint Heir wanted to take the two kids as his disciples. If the news got out, those Holy Land Elders would probably co and fight over them.
At the sa ti, he felt a bit envious of the two little fellows. The Saint Heir would eventually take over the Thunder Sect and beco the Holy Master. Being a disciple of the Saint Heir now ant being a disciple of the Holy Master later, a status not any ordinary disciple could compare with.
"Big brother, how about it? Can we join the Thunder Sect?" Chu Xin asked with a face full of anticipation.
"Of course, you can."
Lei Wanjun hurriedly said, "From now on, you will cultivate with , and I will train you to beco the future number one Heavenly Prides of Jiuzhou."
Chu Chen tilted his little head, his chubby face full of confusion: "Big brother, are you very powerful?"
"Little guy, drop that 'very.'"
Lei Wanjun straightened his clothes and said with a chest puffed out: "I am the Thunder Sect's Saint Heir, ranked fifth among the top ten young Martial Saints in Jiuzhou."
"Only ranked fifth?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Chen imdiately muttered quietly: "I'm ranked third in our village."
"..."
A twitch appeared on the corner of Lei Wanjun's mouth, not knowing how to respond for a mont.
Smack!
Chu Xin slapped Chu Chen on the forehead and whispered, "You dummy, don't scare him away."
"Oh."
Chu Chen rubbed his forehead, then his chubby face showed a look of admiration, and he praised without any emotion: "Wow! Big brother, you are so amazing, actually ranked fifth."
Talk about perfunctory.
Lei Wanjun rolled his eyes, gave a light cough, and said: "Alright, follow ."
"Okay!"
Chu Xin and Chu Chen nodded their heads, then celebrated with a high-five, unable to hide the joy in their hearts.
Lei Wanjun didn't think too much about it, just assuming that the two little ones were excited about successfully entering the Thunder Sect, a normal reaction for all new disciples.
He then turned to the Thunder Sect disciple, signaling him to continue the talent tests for recruiting new disciples, and took off into the sky.
"Big brother, wait for us!"
Chu Xin and Chu Chen also flew into the sky on thunder, following him.
"To beco disciples of the Saint Heir, those two little ones will have a smooth cultivation journey ahead."
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"Look at other people's children, then look at your own, sigh!"
After Lei Wanjun left, the murmurs of the cultivators gradually grew louder, filled with envy. So cultivators looked in the direction where Chu Xin and Chu Chen had disappeared, then at their own children who had just been announced to have too low a talent, or no talent for the Thunder Elent, and couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh.
"Although the Saint Heir is one of the ten Heavenly Prides of Jiuzhou, he's only at the middle stage of Martial Saint. Can he really teach those two little ones well? I think it might be better to leave their instruction to those Elders at the peak of Martial Saint."
"Besides, those two little ones are only three and a half years old and have already reached Martial Venerate. In terms of talent, they are far beyond the Saint Heir."
While the cultivators felt envious of the two becoming the Saint Heir's disciples, they didn't have much confidence in the Saint Heir's ability to teach the children well.
"Hold your tongues. The Saint Heir is not for you to discuss. Now, let's continue with the talent test."
The Thunder Sect disciple glanced at the several big holes in the testing plaza, smiled wryly, shook his head, straightened his clothes, composed himself, and continued to test the talents of the children lined up.
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