The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

After a brief moment of shock and silence, it was the father, as the head of the family, who was the first to regain his composure.

His rough, calloused hands gripped his jade pendant tightly, as if holding the hope for his entire family's future. His voice was hoarse with excitement, yet it carried the simple honesty and decisiveness characteristic of a farmer.
“Yaya’s mother, mother, look… this is a treasure bestowed by the gods… no, it’s a treasure bestowed by the ‘Heavenly Way.’ It was clearly said in the dream that it was for us to learn skills.”

He paused, his gaze sweeping over his bedridden mother, his tearful wife, and his bewildered son, finally settling on his daughter Yaya, who was clutching the jade piece tightly, her eyes sparkling. His tone grew increasingly firm:

"Such a windfall opportunity, if we keep it in our hands, what if... what if something goes wrong? It would be bad if we used insurance sooner rather than later!"

The old woman lying on the bed struggled to sit up, a rare determination appearing on her wrinkled face: "I've lived most of my life and never heard of such a strange thing... but the old immortal in my dream looked so reassuring. What he said must be true! Our family is poor, and we haven't produced a single immortal in all these generations. Now that Heaven has given us a way out, we can't miss it again!"

Ya Ya's mother nodded vigorously, gripping the jade piece in her youngest son's hand even tighter: "Her father, you're right! Our Ya Ya went to have her destiny tested before, and cried for three days afterward... Now it's all right, she can learn skills without that damn destiny! Use it! Use it now!"

"Yes, yes! Daddy, Mommy, Grandma, let's quickly see how to use this treasure!" Ya Ya couldn't wait any longer, her little face flushed with excitement.

Having reached a consensus, Ya Ya's father took a deep breath, recalling the old man's vague hints from his dream, and turned to his wife, saying, "Ya Ya's mother, bring me a needle!"

Ya Ya's mother immediately understood her husband's meaning, and quickly took the brightest sewing needle from the sewing basket and tested it over the flame of the oil lamp.

"Come on, let me try first!" Ya Ya's father took the needle and pricked his thumb without hesitation, squeezing out a drop of bright red blood, which he carefully dripped onto his cloud-patterned jade piece.

The blood droplets touched the surface of the jade piece, but instead of sliding off, they were absorbed instantly, like water droplets melting into a sponge.

Immediately afterwards, the jade piece flashed with a faint light, and a warm stream of light rose up on its own and entered his body.

The father's body trembled slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the magic screen of the Tianxuan Academy appeared in front of him.

"It works! It really works!" Ya Ya's father was both surprised and delighted.

"Dad, let me try!" Although Ya Ya was a little afraid of pain, her curiosity and desire for "magical magic" overwhelmed everything. She stretched out her little hand, closed her eyes tightly, and scrunched up her little face.

Ya Ya's father gently pricked her fingertip, and Ya Ya hissed as blood dripped down. The jade piece absorbed the blood and turned into a stream of light that entered her brow.

The little girl immediately forgot the pain and looked at the learning mall she had seen in her dream with a face full of novelty.

Next came Ya Ya's mother and her bedridden grandmother, and finally her younger brother who was still learning to speak.

Seeing the gleaming needle tip, the little guy seemed to sense danger, and his lips twitched as if he was about to cry.

Ya Ya's father's large hand gently yet firmly held his little foot, while his mother swiftly and gently pricked his younger brother's tender toe, squeezing out a drop of blood that landed on the mini jade card.

Before the little one could even utter a cry, his gaze was drawn to the stream of light that had entered his brow and the magical light screen before him.

……

That night, every Tianxuan person received a dream revelation from the Heavenly Dao.

In their dreams, cultivators witnessed a conspiracy to ascend to immortality, felt the pain and resentment of their world's Heavenly Dao being suppressed and gradually weakening, and saw the world's determination to sever the path to immortality and turn to magic. Mortals, in their dreams, saw immortals bestowing upon them opportunities to change their fate.

What they all had in common was that they received a jade-colored card and heard about the Tianxuan Society.

Upon waking from their dream, most mortals didn't think much of it and joined the Tianxuan Society to test their initial mental strength values.

Regardless of whether they have the talent to learn magic, as humans, they all have some initial mental energy. After signing a contract, they can save some to buy cards.

As for cultivators, they need to be much more cautious.

But whether they were surprised, resistant, or skeptical, the harsh reality soon proved the dream's prophecy true.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth is becoming thinner at an even faster rate than before. Rare flowers and exotic plants that depend on spiritual energy to grow are beginning to wither in large numbers. What makes all the cultivation families even more desperate is that among newborn infants, not a single one can be found with a spiritual root!
The path to immortality is severed.

With the road ahead uncertain, this unexpected invitation from the Tianxuan Society became the only visible lighthouse in the darkness.

The flying carpet floated above the clouds, and Moran leaned back lazily, lightly tapping the {Tianxuan Academy Management Card} floating in front of her with her fingertips.

The numbers representing the number of members on the card jumped wildly like a runaway horse, refreshing her understanding almost every second.

"Tsk tsk, this growth rate..." she couldn't help but sigh softly, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, "In just one day, 90% of mortals have joined, and 70% of cultivators have signed contracts... At this rate, it probably won't be a week before all Tianxuan people are members of the academy."

With a thought, Moran used the Star Language Technique to convey this sentiment to the will of heaven and earth in the Tianxuan Realm: "Your world consciousness is truly something else. The efficiency of this dream projection is more than ten thousand times faster than when I was in Valen and on White Crystal Star."

Soon, a thought responded.

In stark contrast to its previous weak, tired, and intermittent state, this thought was now much clearer and more stable, even carrying a long-lost sense of ease and vitality.

"...The new path is great...The cards are fantastic...It's a pleasure working with you..."

Moran could clearly "hear" the change, and she asked with great interest, "It sounds like you're recovering well?"

"...Yes, no more bestowing spiritual roots, no more stimulating spiritual energy...it's much easier..."

"...Although the newly formed mages are weak,...there are just too many of them...the speed at which I draw energy from the void...and convert it into my own essence...is actually much faster..."

"...Even though the world ranking...has temporarily dropped a bit...the foundation is more solid...the future is promising...thank you..."

Moran nodded slightly, understanding.

This is similar to a patient who was constantly losing blood. Now, although the patient is a bit thinner, the biggest bleeding point has been successfully stopped, and the patient's own blood-producing function has been enhanced.

A smile played on her lips: "It seems we made the right choice. Just relax and rest. Now we don't need to fear the Immortal Realm reopening its ascension passage." (End of Chapter)