When the early morning came, the bright sunshine fell on the ground, and the people who were sleeping woke up from their dreams.

At this time, in the Yang Mansion, a group of teenagers had already come to the Martial Arts Practice Field and began to practice every day.

These teenagers were not very old. The younger ones were only ten years old, and the older ones were only fifteen or sixteen years old. They were all inhaling and exhaling the essence energy in the morning sun, looking very serious.

Outside the martial practice field, a 14-year-old boy was lying lazily on a chair, comfortably basking in the sun. His performance was completely different from the other teenagers.

His name was Yang Yu, and he was the grandson of the head of the Yang Mansion. His status could be said to be very noble.

However, Yang Yu was not favored in the Yang Mansion. There was only one reason, which was that he couldn't cultivate. In this world where strength was above all else, if he couldn't cultivate, it meant that he couldn't do anything. He was equivalent to a good-for-nothing!

Especially in a family like the Yang Mansion, which valued cultivation, only those who could cultivate could get the best training and a very high status.

Generally speaking, when a person grew to ten years old, if he or she had the potential to cultivate, he or she would awaken the Natural Taoist Soul and start the road of cultivation.

The Tao Soul was the foundation of cultivation in this world. It had thousands of forms. Some were flames, some were running water, some were grass, and some were beasts. Different Tao Souls indicated that everyone would walk on different cultivation paths.

It was a pity that Yang Yu was almost 15 years old, but he had not awakened his Taoist Soul. There was basically no hope for him in the Yang Mansion.

"Who are you looking at?"

"Hey, isn't that our Yangyu Young Master? He's really in the mood to come here again to bask in the sun."

"He is the eldest young master. Of course, he is more comfortable than us. He can do whatever he wants."

"But according to the rules in the mansion, those who don't awaken their Dao Souls will be sent out of the mansion when they are 15 years old. Our Yangyu Young Master seems to be 15 years old in three days. It's better for everyone to take a few more glances. Otherwise, we won't be able to see him in the future."

"That's right. Hurry up and take a few more glances, hahaha!"

On the Martial Arts Practice Field, a group of teenagers burst into laughter and mocked Yang Yu without hesitation.

Yang Yu didn't even open his eyes, as if he didn't hear the sarcasm of those people.

"Damn you! I still have potatoes. I really don't know what the old man was thinking at that time. He actually gave me such a name." Yang Yu was very unhappy and secretly slandered his old man.

He came to this world inexplicably, and after waking up, he became the young master of Yang's Mansion and lived a luxurious life, which made him completely unable to figure out what was going on.

After carefully asking the people around him, he learned that the original owner of this body accidentally fell off the cliff and was rescued.

This made him understand that the original owner of this body must have died when he fell off the cliff, so that he could occupy this body.

"Damn it, isn't it said in novels that there will be many benefits after time-travel? Why am I so unlucky that I haven't even awakened that Taoist soul? God, are you playing with me?" Yang Yu cursed in his heart, but he couldn't do anything about it.

In another three days, he would be 15 years old. According to the rules of the Yang Mansion, all disciples who couldn't cultivate would be sent out to deal with some business in the Yang Mansion, which was equivalent to being exiled.

The rules were set by the ancestors, and even he, the grandson of the current patriarch, could not be an exception.

Since he was ten years old, he had been mocked by the people in the mansion for five years. He had gradually gotten used to his initial anger.

Because he knew that no matter how angry he was, it was useless. It was a fact that he failed to awaken his Taoist Soul. In this world where power was above all else, he was equivalent to a good-for-nothing. No one could resist the arrangement of God.

"All of you, go away. Don't bully my big brother." At this moment, a clear voice sounded.

A young girl of about 12 or 13 years old appeared. Although she was not very old, she was already elegant and elegant. She had a long braid and a pair of big bright eyes were particularly eye-catching.

It was not until then that Yang Yu opened his eyes and looked at the girl who was running over. His eyes couldn't help but show affection for her because she was his biological sister, Yang Xin'er.

Unlike him, Yang Xin'er was a genius in cultivation. When she was nine years old, she awakened a Tao Soul. Moreover, it was a rare Earth-Stage Tao Soul. It belonged to the sword practitioner's lineage, and the form of a Tao Soul was a sharp sword.

Dao Souls were not only in thousands of forms, but they were also divided into many systems. In essence, there were some differences. Even if they were of the same type, there were strong ones and weak ones.

A long time ago, the Ninechen Continent had a clear division of the strength of the Dao soul. It was roughly divided into four levels—the heaven and earth, the heaven and earth, the sky, and the yellow.

Of course, this was only a general division. Each stage could be divided into four small levels: the highest, middle, and lower levels. The higher the level of a Dao soul, the stronger it was, and the more effective the cultivation would be.

Generally speaking, most of the souls were at the Profound-stage and Yellow-stage. The Earth-Stage was rare, and the Heaven-Stage was even rarer.

Therefore, Yang Xin'er, who was born with a Low-grade Taoist Soul at the Earth Stage, was extremely rare and regarded as a treasure by the Yang Mansion.

A year ago, Violet Cloud Academy, which was located within the imperial palace of the Grand Xia Dynasty, had already extended an olive branch to Yang Xin'er, inviting her to join them. In addition, a powerful elder of the academy had personally asked to accept Yang Xin'er as his disciple.

How powerful was Purple Cloud Academy? It was one of the most powerful academies in the entire Grand Xia Dynasty. It was as famous as Skysun Academy. It had been established for tens of thousands of years, and it had nurtured countless experts.

To all the people in the Grand Xia Dynasty who had awakened their Dao-Souls, these two academies were undoubtedly the sacred lands they dreamed of entering.

Even Yang Yu had fantasized about learning from the two academies in the past. Unfortunately, he didn't even have a Dao soul. Forget about going to the two most famous academies, he couldn't even enter an ordinary academy.

"Brother, why didn't you refute them when they ridiculed you like this?" Yang Xin'er ran over angrily.

Yang Yu smiled and pulled Yang Xin'er to sit down. He comforted her and said, "Good sister, don't be angry. It's not that I don't want to refute. I just don't think it's necessary. I don't want to hear them laugh at me. But you should be well prepared. Purple Cloud Academy will send someone to pick you up soon. You are the pride of our family, but you have to cultivate in Purple Cloud Academy. With a powerful sister, I, as your brother, will be proud of you."

"Brother, I can't bear to part with you, and I can't bear to part with my parents. Are you really going to be sent out of the mansion in three days?" Yang Xin'er held Yang Yu's arm, her heart full of reluctance.

Yang Yu gently stroked Yang Xin'er's head, and his mood was a little difficult to calm down. "I don't want to part with you, but it's not like we can't see each other in the future. When I go out, you can visit me whenever you have time. At that time, I will make your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs."

"Well, I will definitely visit you often. No matter how far we are apart, as long as we are apart, you will always be my most beloved brother." Yang Xin'er nestled tightly beside Yang Yu, enjoying the blood affection between brother and sister.

Yang Yu didn't say anything, but just hugged Yang Xin'er tightly. He liked this kind of warm feeling very much.

In the current Yang Mansion, only Yang Xin'er and her parents would not laugh at her. Family affection was indeed better than all other emotions.

When night fell, the Yang Manor became extremely quiet. Everyone fell asleep. Only Yang Yu tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

Tomorrow was his fifteen-year-old birthday, and his birthday was supposed to be a happy thing. But after tomorrow, he would leave the Yang Mansion, and there would be no chance for him to come back here in the future. No one could understand his mood at this moment.

After all, he had lived in the Yang Mansion for so many years. He had already integrated himself into it and accepted the current family members. Even if he lived a peaceful life like this, he felt that there was nothing bad about it.

However, the Yang Mansion had such a special rule that he had to leave and could not accompany his family. He had no idea what would happen in the future.

"Since the heavens are going to make such an arrangement, I can't change anything. I can do whatever I want!"

Therefore, Yang Yu didn't think about anything else. He pulled up the quilt and began to sleep.

It didn't take long for him to fall asleep.

An incredible thing happened at this time.

Yang Yu's body actually floated up in the air, as if there was an inexplicable force supporting his body, but he didn't notice it at all.

Rays of strange brilliance spilled out from Yang Yu's body, making his body clear and transparent. Every meridian was clearly reflected.

The most peculiar thing was the spot between his eyebrows. There was a holy light flowing out like a stream of water. A cluster of bright divine light was contained in it.

With that resplendent divine light at the center, a small vortex appeared, frantically devouring the surrounding heaven and earth essence energy, to the extent where even the radiance of stars was sucked in.

If a powerful Dao Soul expert was here, he would definitely be surprised. This was because Yang Yu's performance was clearly to open up the divine palace of the Dao Mansion. This was the place where the Dao Soul resided, and it was owned by every Dao Soul cultivator.

It was just that ordinary people would not have such a strange phenomenon when opening up a Taoist temple or awakening a Taoist soul. They would not forcibly absorb the power of the outside world. Yang Yu's situation was undoubtedly too strange and could not be judged by common sense.

Moreover, he was already fifteen years old. Logically speaking, he no longer had the qualifications to awaken a Dao soul. Although there were a few people who awakened their Dao souls late, it was still very rare. There were very few people like Yang Yu who did not have the slightest sign in advance.

The divine light quickly withdrew, not drawing the attention of anyone in Yang Manor.

"Bang!" Yang Yu's body fell down from mid-air and fell heavily on the bed.

"Ouch, I'm going to die from the fall!" Yang Yu suddenly woke up and shouted.

"Eh? I didn't fall off the bed? What's going on?" Very quickly, a strange expression appeared on Yang Yu's face.

He thought that he had accidentally fallen into the bed. Otherwise, he would not have felt the pain. But the real situation was that he was lying on the bed!

"Was I dreaming just now?" Yang Yu was a little confused.

In a situation where he couldn't figure out the situation, Yang Yu fell asleep again. He felt that he was so nervous that he had an illusion.

However, he did not notice that a wisp of divine light was looming between his eyebrows. He did not know that he had opened up the Divine Palace in his dream and awakened the Taoist Soul he had dreamed of!