9: Please trust me

These children varied in age.

The oldest was only fifteen.

The youngest was only five or six.

As for the young people from before.

Their ages were all between eighteen and twenty-three.

This was also the reason why the number of people was relatively small.

A dignified Yang family could not possibly have so few young people.

"Among these children, do you see any that are suitable?"

Yang Ming walked up to Yang Yi and whispered.

"You don't seem very happy; did you encounter something?" Yang Yi asked casually.

Yang Ming sneered.

He nodded silently.

He recounted what had just happened to Yang Yi.

Yang Ming went to find the children.

The children's parents knew that Yang Yi wanted to select a few promising ones from among the children to Cultivate.

They also knew that Yang Yi was Cultivating them.

It was to have them face the Opening Heaven Gate Disciples in half a month.

No one believed Yang Yi.

They also did not want to send their children to their deaths.

So they deliberately avoided Yang Ming.

Yang Ming asked the parents if the children were at home.

The parents said they were not.

He asked where they had gone.

The parents said they didn't know.

Many parents were unwilling to let Yang Ming take their children to see Yang Yi.

That was why Yang Ming was so filled with Life Qi.

Of course.

There were also some parents who were well-educated and polite.

They understood that a drop of kindness should be repaid with a fountain of gratitude.

They were willing to let their children go to see Yang Yi.

Yang Yi smiled helplessly.

This was human nature.

Back when the Yang family was about to be destroyed.

It was he who stepped in to help.

Pulling them back from the abyss.

But now that he was facing a problem.

No one was willing to take the risk.

Yang Yi did not care.

He looked at this group of children and thought to himself.

There was no hope for the adults.

Wanting to change their character.

To make them become people who valued relationships and righteousness.

People who would sacrifice themselves for the Family.

Was basically impossible.

Because they already possessed their own thoughts.

It was hard for any changes to occur.

But this group of young people was different.

Their thoughts were not yet fixed.

They could still change.

Especially the group of children in front of him.

They were still young.

They had great potential for Cultivation.

"Who among you believes I can turn you into an expert within half a month?"

"Become an expert who can defeat an Opening Heaven Gate Disciple."

The children looked at each other.

They started chattering.

Some children were young.

And did not understand social norms.

They spoke very loudly.

Saying whatever came to mind.

"Family Head, you're boasting, right?"

"How is it possible for us to become experts in half a month?"

"Mom said."

"A person can only become strong through countless years of effort."

"It's not something that happens overnight."

"Family Head, I heard that the Opening Heaven Gate Disciples are all gifted and have excellent talent, unlike us ordinary children."

"How can we surpass them in half a month?"

The children's words were like sharp knives.

Stabbing into Yang Ming's body.

Causing his facial expression to change constantly.

Sometimes he wished he could strangle this group of children.

Sometimes he wanted to pat their heads.

Besides these children.

There were many onlookers around.

Like that group of young people from before.

Like the few Elders who had accused Yang Yi earlier.

They heard the children speak the truth with their innocent tongues.

Their faces showed a bit of schadenfreude.

Just at this moment.

Among the children.

There was a slightly older child.

Who walked out of the crowd.

Standing tall in front of Yang Yi.

"I believe in you."

"What is your name?" Yang Yi asked.

"Yang Jian."

"Good. Stand behind me."

Yang Jian stood obediently behind Yang Yi.

"Who else believes in me?"

"I still need four more people."

The children blinked.

Looking at Yang Yi as if they were looking at candy in a stranger's hand.

Wanting to take the candy.

But also afraid that the candy was dangerous.

Just when they were hesitating.

A group of people rushed in from outside the courtyard.

This group of people were the children's parents.

Children would ultimately listen to their parents.

After the parents arrived in the courtyard.

They started signaling to the children.

A stout, wealthy-looking man glared at his son.

His eyes twitching.

His mouth open, but making no sound.

Based on his lip movements.

His son knew his father was saying: Don't believe him.

This chubby little guy.

Ultimately chose silence.

A few other pairs of parents also used similar methods to remind their children not to believe Yang Yi.

One parent also did not want their child to believe Yang Yi.

His son was standing right beside him.

So he pulled his son's hand.

Whispering to his son.

"Don't believe the Family Head's words."

"He is lying to you."

"You should come home with me and Cultivate hard on your own."

His son had a strong personality.

Tilting his little head.

Staring with a pair of beautiful eyes.

Pouting, he said: "Mother, I believe in the Family Head."

"I feel he can make me an expert."

"I want to follow him."

"Why are you so disobedient?" The child's mother smacked the child's forehead hard.

The child stumbled a few steps.

Eyes rolling back.

Almost fainting.

Looking at his mother with grievance.

Eyes filled with tears.

"I just believe in the Family Head, please let me go."

"No, you cannot go."

"If you go, your life will be ruined."

"Do you know how dangerous this is?"

"Sparring with Opening Heaven Gate Disciples, they will kill you."

"You think this is just playing with your older brothers and sisters."

"That is a real battle."

"How old are you?"

The mother pulled the child desperately, not letting him go.

The child cried loudly.

But just after crying.

Was covered by the mother's hand.

The crying attracted Yang Yi's attention.

Yang Yi glanced lightly at the back and asked Yang Ming in a low voice.

"Who is that woman?"

Yang Ming's mouth twitched.

Giving a dry laugh of frustration.

"That is, that is my wife."

"Ah."

Ah.

Yang Yi turned his head in surprise to look at the embarrassed Yang Ming.

He really didn't expect that woman to be Yang Ming's wife.

"She is your wife."

"That child must be your son, then."

Yang Ming nodded reluctantly.

Seeing that he was somewhat unwilling.

Yang Yi teased him with a mischievous smile.

"You seem a bit reluctant."

"Is he not your son?"

"Yes, yes, yes, he is my son."

Yang Ming's face flushed red.

Wanting to explain something, but Yang Yi waved his hand.

Signaling that he didn't need to explain.

Half an hour later.

Three more children stood out.

These three children had one thing in common.

Their status in the Yang family was not very high.

Their parents' status and strength in the Yang family were also not very strong.

Belonging to the lowest level.

Now there were already four people.

Only one last person remained.

But no one stood out for this last spot.

Yang Yi did not want to waste too much time.

He looked left and right.

Hoping that someone would stand out.

But every direction he looked.

The people in that direction would uniformly lower their heads.

Regardless of gender, regardless of age.