8: The doubts and disbelief of the tribesmen

However, he still had to support Yang Yi on the surface.

He could not let anyone question Yang Yi's actions.

Even if Yang Yi was wrong, he had to stand firmly by Yang Yi's side.

How could Yang Yi not know what this group of people was thinking?

A single glance was enough to see through their thoughts.

He shook his head slightly.

Among this group, not one had good Aptitude.

They were all unremarkable, without any outstanding qualities.

Relying on them to defeat those five Disciples of Opening Heaven Gate would truly be difficult.

But Yang Yi possessed the System.

Relying on the System, he felt there was nothing that could not be accomplished.

His eyes shifted slightly.

Yang Yi sank his mind into the System and opened the System store.

He currently had a total of 7 Investment Points and could exchange them for something in the store.

After scouring the store, Yang Yi locked his gaze onto a certain Life and Death Great Strength Pill.

"Life and Death Great Strength Pill: Possesses magical effects. It can instantly elevate a person to the Life and Death Realm."

"Side effect: Cultivation will remain stagnant forever."

In other words, after taking this Life and Death Great Strength Pill, one could instantly become a powerhouse in the Life and Death Realm, but there would be no further opportunity for improvement.

They would remain in the Life and Death Realm for the rest of their lives.

For those with excellent Aptitude who could Cultivate further, this Medicinal Pill was equivalent to poison.

But for those with mediocre Aptitude, this Medicinal Pill was no less than a Divine Pill.

Because even if someone with ordinary Aptitude worked hard to Cultivate their whole life, they likely would never reach the Life and Death Realm.

Being able to possess such a Realm just by taking a Medicinal Pill was not necessarily a bad thing.

A Life and Death Great Strength Pill required 1 Investment Point.

Yang Yi exchanged for five Life and Death Great Strength Pills and quietly tucked them into his robes.

As he looked up slightly, a burst of sharp light erupted in his eyes.

At this moment, the Disciples below began to whisper to each other again.

"What is the Family Head gathering us here for?"

"What else could it be? Naturally, it's to select Disciples with Aptitude to train, and then challenge the five Disciples of Opening Heaven Gate."

"Even if the Family Head were an immortal, he probably couldn't train us into any kind of experts."

"The Disciples of Opening Heaven Gate are all in the Life and Death Realm; what Realm are we even at?"

"Even if we didn't eat or drink for half a month, we probably wouldn't reach their Realm."

"This time, our Yang family is going to lose face in a big way."

Yang Ming's ears twitched slightly.

He swept his fierce gaze across them.

"All of you, shut up!"

The crowd immediately closed their mouths.

However, his sudden roar actually gave Yang Yi a fright.

Turning his head, Yang Yi glared at Yang Ming and scolded him, "What are you shouting for? You scared me."

The Disciples didn't expect Yang Yi to scold Yang Ming and couldn't help but snicker.

Yang Ming's face turned bright red, and he remained meekly silent.

Within the Yang family, there was an elderly Elder leaning on a cane, his speech somewhat slurred.

"Family Head," he said, "I know you are capable and possess unique skills, but you cannot just casually agree to a challenge with others."

"If you were challenging them yourself, that would be fine because you have the ability."

"But you cannot promise such things on behalf of others."

"Do you not know our Yang family Disciples? Few of them have any real skills."

"How could they possibly defeat the Disciples of Opening Heaven Gate?"

"Aren't you just slapping your own face?"

"What will you do if they can't win in half a month?"

Once this Elder spoke, other Elders also voiced their opinions.

Everyone unanimously agreed that Yang Yi's actions were wrong.

Yang Yi scratched his head vigorously and said impatiently, "I am the Family Head."

"You do not need to ask."

"You are old and do not understand many things."

"There is no need to interfere."

The elderly Elder of the Yang family coughed heavily and struck the ground hard with his cane.

"Even if you are the Family Head, you cannot make decisions unilaterally."

"Those who do not listen to the words of the elderly will suffer before their eyes."

"I want to ask you now: how will you prevent the Yang family from losing face?"

"How can you make the Yang family Disciples invincible within half a month?"

"Rest assured."

"In half a month's time, I will be enough to produce five supreme experts among the younger generation of the Yang family."

With these words, Yang Yi focused his gaze on the young Disciples standing in rows.

"Who among you believes in me?"

"If anyone believes in me, step forward."

More than thirty Yang family members hung their heads in silence.

Not a single person stepped forward.

Yang Yi was extremely disappointed.

He had led the decadent Yang family to rise and become the number one Family in Tian Yuan City.

He had thought his prestige was extremely high in their hearts, that his words carried weight.

Who would have known that at a critical moment, this group of people still did not trust him?

Not a single person stood out because of him.

Yang Ming, standing to the side, felt Yang Yi's disappointment.

Fire burned in his eyes as he roared at the Disciples below, "Are your ears deaf? The Family Head told you all to step forward!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the Disciples stepped forward one after another.

But this was not what Yang Yi wanted.

Yang Yi wanted them to step forward because they believed in him.

But now, they had stepped forward under pressure.

Yang Yi glared at Yang Ming again, annoyed that he was meddling.

Yang Ming felt somewhat aggrieved in his heart.

"Aren't I doing this for your reputation? Why do you keep glaring at me? Besides, isn't this all your fault? If you hadn't boasted so loudly, how could you have caused such trouble?"

Just as he was complaining about Yang Yi, Yang Yi said indifferently, "I will ask you one more time. Does anyone believe in me?"

The young people present answered in unison, "We believe."

But Yang Yi could tell from their faces, eyes, and demeanor that they did not believe in him at all.

A few guys were even more detestable.

They said they believed, but when they shouted the word "believe," they did so with a sarcastic tone, dragging out the sound as if they were singing.

Since they did not believe in him, Yang Yi naturally would not choose them as his targets for training.

He tilted his head slightly and looked at the helpless-looking Yang Ming.

"Are these the only young members of our Yang family?"

Yang Ming said in a low voice, "There are some who are slightly older, and some who are even younger."

"Tell me, do you need those who are older or those who are younger?"

Yang Yi pondered slightly.

The older ones probably wouldn't believe in him.

The younger ones were ignorant and innocent, perhaps they might have some aspirations for their own future.

"Bring the younger ones here."

Yang Ming nodded.

Before leaving, he asked another question.

"How young can they be?"

"Any age is fine. If you can make a newborn baby speak, you can bring it over too."

Yang Ming gave a dry laugh and left, looking dejected.

An hour later, Yang Ming, looking frustrated, brought forty or fifty children of various ages into the courtyard.