ALL NOVEL Chapter 7: Family meeting
The next morning, as I opened my eyes, I was pleasantly surprised to discover that my cultivation had surged to level 18. Given the exceptional concentration of my soul power, which was at least ten times denser than that of a normal soul master, it would have normally taken me a considerable amount of time to achieve such a significant increase. I realized that my overnight cultivation session had been incredibly fruitful, a stark contrast to the years that most cultivators dedicated to their practice.
Feeling refreshed and invigorated, I went about my daily routine, tending to my chores before joining my family for breakfast. As I entered the dining room, I noticed that everyone else seemed to have experienced a similar surge in their cultivation, a testament to the effectiveness of the cultivation exercise.
The sight of my family members, their faces radiating with newfound energy and determination, filled me with a sense of pride and accomplishment. I knew that the cultivation exercise, which I had developed based on my understanding of the cultivation process and my own experiences, had been a resounding success. The rapid progress that everyone had made was a clear indication of its effectiveness and the potential it held for the future of our family.
As I sat down at the table, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. The cultivation exercise had not only helped us to achieve significant gains in our cultivation but had also laid the foundation for even greater achievements to come. I knew that with continued practice and dedication, we could reach heights that had previously seemed unattainable.
The thought of leading my family towards a brighter future filled me with a sense of purpose and determination. I was eager to see what we could accomplish together, and I was confident that the cultivation exercise would be a key factor in our success.
As we ate breakfast, I couldn't help but reflect on the journey that had brought us to this point. It had been a long and arduous road, filled with challenges and setbacks. But through it all, we had persevered, our unwavering determination and unwavering belief in our abilities driving us forward.
Now, as we stood on the precipice of a new era, the future seemed filled with endless possibilities. The cultivation exercise had given us the tools we needed to succeed, and it was up to us to make the most of them. I was excited to see what the future held for our family, and I was confident that together, we would achieve great things.
After a hearty meal, my father invited me to accompany him to the family meeting. As we walked, I carried a large wooden box, its contents a mystery to him. When he inquired about its contents, I revealed that it contained cultivation books for each elder and a blood awakening veil for each member of our family.
My father's initial reaction was one of concern, but after carefully examining me for any signs of adverse effects, he felt reassured. However, he still expressed his reservations, warning me of the potential consequences of my actions. He reminded me of my promise to my mother not to extract my blood recklessly and of her insistence on monitoring the blood awakening veils.
I assured him that I understood the risks and that I had carefully considered the implications. I explained that providing these resources to our family would significantly enhance their power, giving them a better chance of achieving Title Doulou. I also emphasized that I would only share these resources with those who had earned them and were completely trustworthy.
My father accepted my explanation, albeit with some hesitation. He urged me to keep my actions a secret from my mother, fearing her wrath if she were to find out. I agreed, understanding the potential consequences of revealing my plans.
I knew that my mother was fiercely protective of me and that she would be deeply concerned about the risks involved in my plan. However, I also knew that she would ultimately understand my motivations and support my decision. I was confident that she would trust in my judgment and believe in my abilities.
Moreover, I believed that the benefits of my plan outweighed the risks. By providing our family with the resources they needed to succeed, I could help to ensure their safety and prosperity. I could help to protect them from the dangers that lurked in the world beyond our family's walls.
I was also aware of the potential consequences of failure. If my plan were to backfire, it could have devastating consequences for our family. However, I was confident in my abilities and my understanding of the cultivation process. I believed that with careful planning and execution, I could minimize the risks and maximize the rewards.
Ultimately, I decided to proceed with my plan. I knew that it was a risky endeavor, but I also knew that it was the right thing to do. I was determined to do everything in my power to protect my family and to ensure their future prosperity.
Upon arriving at the meeting hall, we found the elders, as well as my grandfather and grandmother, already seated. My father took his place on the highest platform, a symbol of his authority and leadership. I was given a chair beside him, a clear indication of my growing influence within the family. The elders, upon seeing me, exchanged knowing glances, their eyes filled with a mixture of respect and curiosity.
As the meeting commenced, an elder raised an objection to my presence. He expressed concerns about my young age and the potential risks associated with granting me so much authority. He argued that while I had demonstrated exceptional talent and potential, I was still inexperienced and lacked the wisdom and judgment necessary to lead the family.
My father, however, remained steadfast in his support. He emphasized my value to the family, highlighting my contributions to our recent successes and my unwavering dedication to our shared goals. He pointed out that my youthful perspective and innovative thinking could be a valuable asset to the family, providing a fresh perspective on the challenges and opportunities that lay ahead.
Moreover, my father stressed the importance of grooming a new generation of leaders to ensure the continued prosperity of the family. He argued that by giving me a prominent role within the family, he was investing in the future, preparing me to take on the mantle of leadership when the time came.
The elders, upon hearing my father's words, considered the merits of his argument. They recognized that my presence at the meeting was a sign of my father's confidence in my abilities and his belief in my potential. They also understood that my participation in the family's affairs was a strategic move, designed to strengthen my position within the family and prepare me for a leadership role.
Ultimately, the elders decided to allow me to remain at the meeting. They agreed that my presence was a positive development, and they were eager to see how I would contribute to the family's discussions. They also recognized that my participation was a sign of my father's confidence in me, and they were willing to give me a chance to prove myself.My father asked them to make a oath to me.And told them there is a huge decision to make today for family future.
The elders, recognizing the gravity of the situation and the benefits that would accrue to them, agreed to take the oath.
As the oath was spoken, a profound silence descended upon the room, broken only by the rhythmic beating of our hearts. The air crackled with tension, the weight of the promises made hanging heavy in the atmosphere. The sky above darkened, a tempest brewing, as if the heavens themselves were witnessing the solemn oath that bound us together.
The elders, their faces etched with determination, spoke the words of the oath, their voices carrying the weight of their commitment. Each word was a promise, a pledge of loyalty and allegiance to me and to the family. The oath was a sacred bond, a covenant forged in the blood of our ancestors, a testament to the enduring power of family and tradition.
As the final words of the oath were spoken, a blinding flash of light illuminated the room, followed by a deafening roar of thunder. The heavens trembled, as if shaken by the immense power of the oath. The air shimmered with energy, the very fabric of reality seeming to bend and warp under the weight of the promises made.
The elders, their eyes wide with astonishment, witnessed the spectacle unfold before them. They understood that the oath was not merely a solemn declaration but a powerful force that had the potential to shape the destiny of our family. The heavens had acknowledged the oath, recognizing its binding nature and the weight of the promises made.
My father, his face filled with pride and reverence, explained the significance of the oath. He revealed that it was a blood oath, bound by the lives of those who took it. Violation of the oath would result in a gruesome fate, not only for the individual but also for their descendants. The bloodline of the oathbreaker would be cursed, their lineage doomed to suffer for generations.
I was stunned by the revelation, realizing that the world I inhabited was far more complex than I had imagined. The cultivation system was not merely a means of personal advancement but also a powerful tool for shaping the destiny of families and clans. The oath, a testament to the deep-rooted traditions and cultural beliefs of this world, served as a reminder of the immense power and responsibility that came with cultivation.
The oath was a sacred bond, a covenant forged in the blood of our ancestors, a testament to the enduring power of family and tradition. It was a reminder of the importance of honor, loyalty, and respect, values that had been passed down through generations.
The oath was also a reminder of the dangers that lurked in the world beyond our family's walls. It was a reminder that the power and influence that came with cultivation could be a double-edged sword, capable of both great good and great evil.
The oath was a testament to the strength of our family, a symbol of our unity and our unwavering commitment to each other. It was a reminder that we were more than just individuals; we were a family, bound together by blood and by the promises we had made to each other.
The oath was a powerful tool,