Brian Young said lazily, reaching out to pat his younger brother on the shoulder and comfort him: “You have to believe in yourself. You can definitely do your best.”

“Hmph, of course you don’t have to worry, brother. You’ve only cultivated for ten years and already reached the early stage of Spirit Condensation. That’s the first time in our family’s hundred-year history. In the vast Yang family of Southern Neighbor, who can compare to you, big brother?”

When his younger brother Eric Young said this, his expression was both proud and tinged with a bit of envy.

He and his big brother Brian Young had started cultivating immortality almost in the same year, but the gap between them was so great.

Big brother Brian Young had cultivated to the early stage of Spirit Condensation, his cultivation catching up with the second-generation elders of the family, while he, as the younger brother, was still stuck at the late stage of Qi Refining after the same amount of time.

Facing the admiring gaze of his younger brother Eric Young, Brian Young sighed, his deep, dark eyes gazing at the night sky of the Eastern Victory Continent, and he murmured:

“Throughout history, the Eastern Victory Continent has seen billions of cultivators, many of them brilliant and peerless geniuses. Most of those with great magical powers had better talent than me. Yet, if you look back through the ancient records of the continent, in nearly a hundred thousand years, there hasn’t been a single mighty one who has transcended tribulation and ascended.”

As a child, he envied those “immortals” flying in the sky, hoping that one day he could soar freely like them, unrestrained. But after being accepted as a disciple by the family elders for his outstanding talent and receiving special training, he realized how vast the world was, and how small he himself was.

Although his talent was considered good in the small Southern Ridge Yang family, in the nearly boundless Eastern Victory Continent, it was nothing special.

Eric Young was slightly stunned, sensing the change in his brother’s mood. He too looked up at the sky of the Eastern Victory Continent, and began to doubt the dream he was pursuing.

Could it be that the path of immortal cultivation and eternal life is just an unattainable fantasy?

But if that’s true, why are billions of cultivators on the Eastern Victory Continent all chasing this elusive and illusory dream?

Whoosh!

At that moment, a meteor suddenly appeared in the sky above the Eastern Victory Continent.

In an instant, a brilliant and dazzling arc streaked across the night sky, drawing the attention of countless people.

What a beautiful meteor!

Brian Young was slightly stunned. The meteor shower from earlier had mysteriously disappeared, so why did another one suddenly appear now?

“Big brother, look! Another meteor! Let’s make a wish.”

Eric Young waved his arms and legs excitedly, then closed his eyes, put his hands together, and began to make a wish.

Brian Young looked at the meteor, a hint of joy appearing on his face. “Judging by the trajectory, that meteor might land near Southern Neighbor. According to ancient records, if a meteor falls to the ground, it will give birth to the extremely rare ‘extraterrestrial meteoric iron,’ which can be used to forge legendary spiritual treasures…”

In his vision, the meteor became clearer and clearer.

Strangely, as the meteor descended, it was shrouded in a layer of seven-colored light, and its size never changed.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, Brian Young realized that the meteor was actually heading straight for the Yang family in Southern Ridge.

“No, its target is actually my own courtyard…”

Brian Young was shocked, his face twitching involuntarily. He wanted to dodge and warn his brother, but it was already too late.

The meteor shot down rapidly, only the size of a thumb, and struck Brian Young right on the forehead.

Then, a small object rolled down and landed in Brian Young’s hand.

“What is this…”

Brian Young looked astonished, discovering a strange silver ring had appeared in his palm.

On the surface, there was nothing special about the ring; it seemed to be just an ordinary ring from the mortal world.

However, Brian Young didn’t believe that an ordinary ring would fall from the sky.

You know, although cultivators gain the ability to fly after reaching the Spirit Condensation stage, only mighty ones can fly beyond the sky.

It’s said that beyond the nine heavens, there are powerful heavenly thunders and fierce winds. Not to mention an ordinary ring—even a mighty cultivator would most likely be torn to pieces if they tried to fly there.

“What secret could this ring possibly hold?”

Brian Young was extremely curious. He vaguely sensed that this object was extraordinary, and might even change the course of his life.

At that moment, his younger brother Eric Young finished making his wish, opened his eyes, and asked curiously, “Big brother, did any extraterrestrial meteorite fall?”

“Well… it seems not.”

Brian Young calmly clenched the silver ring in his palm.

“Hmph, even if an extraterrestrial meteorite did fall, it wouldn’t be for our Southern Neighbor Yang family.” Eric Young sneered. Although he was young and a bit immature, he still understood the basic rules of the cultivation world.

Brian Young nodded in agreement. “No extraterrestrial meteorite falling might actually be a good thing for our Southern Neighbor Yang family.”

In Yuyang Kingdom, the Southern Ridge Yang family was just an insignificant small force. If an extraterrestrial meteorite really fell, it would most likely attract the attention of powerful factions, bringing disaster upon the family.

“You should go back now, little brother. Tomorrow is the family’s triennial ‘Heaven Inquiry Assembly.’ You’d better prepare well.”

Brian Young said with a smile.