He didn't understand why his cultivation rised slightly in three months, but why his cultivation dropped again, he feel like in hell, and he feel like joke of his birth again.
"Next up, Aanya Joshi!"
Hearing the middle-aged man's voice, a teenage girl quickly ran up from in the crowd. The moment she got on stage, the murmurings and discussions quietened down and every pair of fiery eyes were locked on her face.
The teenage girl wasn't more than 14 years old. Although her beauty wasn't immediately evident, her small childish face combined with her innocence captured the attention of the audience.
She quickly stepped forward and put her tiny hands on the black stone monument. She then closed her eyes gently.
As the girl closed her eyes, the monument shined brightly once again.
'Falan Scholar, 7th stage!'
"Aanya Joshi, Falan Scholar, 7th stage! Rank: High!"
"Yeh!" Hearing the middle-aged man read out the result, the teen girl smiled proudly.
"Tsk tsk, 7th stage Falan Scholar. How impressive! At this rate, in three years she'll be named a true Falan Disciple already."
"She really fits the name of the clan's seedling."
Hearing the unanimous praise coming from the crowd, the girl's smile turned even wider. Vanity, the temptation that so many girls are unable to resist…
While chatting with her fellow sister members, her line of sight weaved through the surrounding people and landed on a lonesome figure away from them.
Furrowing her brows for a while, she finally decided against walking over. Between the two of them was already a huge gap. Looking at Sachin Joshi's performance these past few years, by the time the Adulthood Ceremony comes, he would only be able to place at the lower tier clan member ranks. She, however, with her brilliance, would become the clan's very important and thus well-nurtured members. There would be no limit to her future.
"Sigh…" An inexplicable sigh emerged from her. Aanya Joshi thought back to the Sachin Joshi from three years ago, bursting with energy and pride. At 4 he started practicing, and at 10 he achieved the 9th stage Falan Scholar. At 11 he broke the 10th stage Falan Scholar barrier and condensed his Falan Power Core successfully. He became the youngest Falan Disciple rank in the clan since the past 100 years.
At that time, his self-confidence as well as immeasurable power attracted countless young teens which of course, included Aanya.
However, the path of a genius was always winding. Three years ago, this genius Sachin Joshi whose fame reached the absolute top, received what could possibly be the cruelest blow. The hard work he put into acculmulating and condensing the Falan Power over the past ten years had, in just one night, vanished into nothingness. All the Falan Power in his body slowly dissipated with time and instead, pity for him grew.
As a result of losing his power, his physical strength decreased as well.
From the position of a genius, in one night he fell below the average person. This kind of blow made the Sachin Joshi lose his will to carry on training. The reverence once associated with this boy had slowly changed into disdain and ridicule.
Standing so high up, and falling right down – this kind of fall might just be one that he could never recover from.
"Next, Jhanvi Joshi!"
Among the commotion, the middle-aged man's voice sounded yet again.
Following the calling of this highly reputable name, the group of people quietened down immediately. Every single gaze turned.
At the centerpoint of attention was a teen girl clad in a purple dress, elegantly standing there. Her calm, tender and immaculate face was completely unaffected by the many gazes of the crowd.
Her calm and indifferent attitude could be compared to the blooming of a lotus. At such a young age, she already had the air of a refined lady. It would be hard to imagine how she would affect the city and the nation once she grew up.
This purple dress girl, if compared to Aanya Joshi in terms of beauty, was clearly several leagues above. It's no wonder the crowd would have this kind of actions.
Taking small, graceful steps, Jhanvi Joshi walked up in front of the stone. She stretched her small hand out and the purple sleeve mixed with black and gold threads fell down her arm, revealing a delicate snow-white wrist. She touched the stone lightly.
In the silence, the shone once more.
"Falan Scholar, 9th stage! Rank: High!"
Looking at the words on the monument, the entire square fell into deep silence.
"She really reached the 9th stage, how frightening! The position of the youngest high rank in the clan has been taken, without a shred of doubt, by Miss Jhanvi!" After the silence, several teens couldn't help but mumbling, their eyes full of respect and awe.
Falan Power was important energy towards being a Falan Disciple. Falan Scholar is split into 10 different stages, and when the body acquires 10 stages of Falan Scholar, it can better condense the Falan Power Core, becoming a well-respected Falan Disciple!
In the crowd of people, Aanya Joshi stared at the Jhanvi Joshi in front of the stone with a little jealousy.
Looking at the results on the stone, the middle-aged tester who would normally be indifferent smiled, faced her and congratulated her. "Miss Jhanvi, half a year later, you should be able to condense the Falan Power Core. If you succeed, you'll be a Falan Disciple at the age of 14, the second person to do so in the Joshi clan."
Of course, the second person. First would be the fallen genius, Sachin Joshi.
"Thanks." Jhanvi Joshi nodded her head lightly, her calm face showing a little happiness because of his praise. She quietly turned, and in the midst of the crowd's attention, slowly walked to the downtrodden Sachin Joshi in the back of the group.
"Brother Sachin." At the youth's side, the teen girl stopped. She faced Sachin Joshi and bowed respectfully. Her beautiful and gentle face showed a elegant smile which would make the surrounding girls jealous.