Lu Qingshan. The third boy he mentioned is called Lu San.
He is one of the descendants of the Maple Leaf Star people rescued by Lu Qingshan thousands of years ago.
Lu San's ancestors were sold to a pirate's lair, and their bloodline was also tightly controlled by the organization. Lu San did not directly participate in interstellar plunder, but his job was to help the pirates cultivate new forces.
After Lu Qingshan brought him back to Maple Leaf Star and inspected him, he gave him the task of training talents in the Maple Leaf Empire.
This guy is quite capable and has lived up to Lu Qingshan's appreciation. Over the past few thousand years, he has built a mature training system for the Maple Leaf Empire.
Even the old ancestor Lu Qingshan was persuaded by him to take time out every hundred years to guide the talented young man from the Eagle Star.
The heavy metal hatch of the catacombs hummed softly and slid open slowly.
Lu San walked in first, followed closely by five young men and women.
As soon as they stepped into this space, an invisible pressure that seemed to come from the origin of life came down like billions of tons of deep sea water, making their breathing stop instantly.
"Ancestor!"
Lu San fell to his knees without any hesitation.
The five young men behind him were so shocked that they didn't even have the courage to look up at the figure perched high on the stone seat. They hurriedly followed Lu San and crawled on the ground.
"Everyone, get up."
It was not until a gentle voice sounded that everyone felt as if they had been pardoned that they dared to stand up tremblingly.
A daring young genius stole a glance, his heart filled with even greater astonishment. It was inconceivable that the terrifying energy that threatened to crush his soul could actually originate from the young man with a kind face and deep eyes on the stone pedestal.
"Lu San." Lu Qingshan's gaze fell on the gray-robed man, and his voice contained a barely perceptible sigh.
"Thousands of years have passed, and you are still stuck at the ninth stellar level. Cultivating new blood for the empire is certainly important, but you must also not slack off in your own cultivation. If you cannot break through to the universe level, your lifespan... I'm afraid you only have these last thousand years."
For tens of thousands of years, Lu Qingshan has been improving his own foundation. He has become a good doctor after years of illness, and his perception of lifespan has become very accurate.
If there is no external interference, Lu San's life span will be within this thousand years.
Lu San raised his head, his face devoid of panic, only the calmness of someone who had experienced so much. "If it weren't for the ancestor's rescue, I would have perished along with the pirates long ago. Surviving these extra thousands of years is a stroke of luck. Universe level... I've long since given up on the thought. Rather than wasting the empire's precious resources on such a slim chance, I'd rather devote all my energy to Young Eagle Star. Watching generation after generation of young seedlings grow will satisfy me."
Lu Qingshan heard the waning ambition in his words and said no more. He was now struggling, broke, and in debt. Even if Lu San wanted to help, he had no resources to offer.
His gaze turned to the five slightly embarrassed young geniuses.
There are three men and two women, four of whom are of ordinary human blood, but one boy is particularly eye-catching.
The boy had a pair of short dark purple horns with faint electric arcs flowing on his head. He was an extremely rare race in the territory of Maple Leaf Star. He was a descendant of the "Horned Thunder Clan" and possessed the seventh-class bloodline in the universe.
Just now, their attention was focused on Lu San, without a close inspection. At this moment, Lu Qingshan's powerful mental power instantly enveloped the five people, conducting the most detailed investigation.
Suddenly, his heart moved slightly and he let out a soft "Huh".
In his mental perception, the other four people showed no signs of abnormality. Only above the head of Lei Ming, the young man from the Horned Thunder Tribe, suddenly appeared a few lines of shimmering, strange characters that seemed to be formed from the laws of the universe itself:
[Name: Lei Ming]
Age: 28
[Level: Planetary Level 9]
[Evaluation: Third-Class Genius (Can accept apprentices). Basic Return Ratio: 100x.]
Golden finger?
As a ninth-order universe level expert who had lived for ninety thousand years and was only one step away from becoming a domain lord, Lu Qingshan did not believe this was an illusion.
Unless it was some immortal being who was proficient in the art of illusion and was playing tricks on him.
But this idea is even more ridiculous.
Then... there was only one answer! This belated opportunity was actually real.
But... this golden finger comes a little too late!
The corners of Lu Qingshan's mouth couldn't help but twitch, and an indescribable complex emotion surged in his heart.
Fortunately, this time he did not refuse to meet with Lu San and others because of the failed breakthrough, otherwise he might not have discovered this golden finger until his death.
If that were the case, it would be too tragic.
Is this system dead? There's not even a hint.
The atmosphere at the scene was a bit heavy.
Lu Qingshan's gaze, as if it were real, repeatedly scanned the several geniuses, especially lingering on Lei Ming the longest.
Lei Ming felt as if he had been stripped of all his secrets and exposed under an invisible searchlight. His heart was pounding and his palms were covered in cold sweat.
Lu San also keenly noticed the abnormality and his heart skipped a beat.
Could there be something wrong with Lei Ming?
If it was really his own negligence, bringing someone with a problem here… As the thought came to mind, cold sweat instantly soaked the lining of his gray robe.
Just when Lu San was feeling uneasy and wanted to ask carefully, Lu Qingshan spoke first, his tone carrying a rare hint of praise: "Lu San, you... did a good job."
"Ansector!" Lu San felt a huge weight lifted off his chest, and then he felt a surge of surprise. "Could it be... among these geniuses, there's a gem you're interested in?"
"Use your strongest moves." Lu Qingshan did not answer Lu San directly. His eyes swept across the five young geniuses like lightning.
Several people looked at the cave full of cracks with hesitation.
"Don't worry. Even though this place is in tatters, even if you use all your strength, you won't be able to cause even a little damage."
Hearing this.
Several geniuses began to display their unique skills.
Lu Qingshan was multitasking and soon saw everyone's special skills.
"stop."
The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly overwhelmed all the other energy explosions. Upon hearing it, the five men immediately stopped their energy. One of the young men stopped too hastily, causing the Force to backfire. His face paled, and he was filled with regret.
"Your move..." Lu Qingshan raised his hand, pointing at the pale-faced youth from afar. An energy attack, identical to the one the youth had just unleashed, coalesced from thin air. However, in Lu Qingshan's hands, this attack underwent a drastic transformation. Beneath its ferocious and powerful exterior, layers of energy cascaded, stretching endlessly.
"Remember this move. If you can perform even one-tenth of my skill, your mastery of artistic conception will reach its peak."
"Thank you, old master, for your guidance!" The young man's voice trembled with excitement. This was a unique move he had created himself, and when it was performed by the old master, it was like being reborn, its power and artistic conception more than a hundred times stronger.
This simple demonstration was like opening a new door before him, far more valuable than ten years of hard training!
As expected, guiding these ordinary geniuses who were not marked by the system did not provide any special feedback.
In the past, when he met with the prodigies of Young Eagle Star, he mostly offered words of encouragement and rarely performed a performance himself. After all, compared to the true geniuses of the universe, the so-called geniuses of Maple Leaf Star, chosen once every century, were truly mediocre. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the vast majority of them would never break through the shackles of the ninth level of the Stellar level, and the probability of reaching the Universe level was a ten-thousandth.
The universe is vast and boundless, its civilizations strictly hierarchical. A universe-level powerhouse might be mere cannon fodder in the brutal outer worlds, but within the rudimentary cosmic nation of Maple Leaf Star, they are supreme beings capable of suppressing a region. A vast galaxy with hundreds of thousands of planets containing life could be considered prosperous if it could produce one or two Universe-level beings.
Lu Qingshan, who had lived for 90,000 years and was still stuck at the ninth level of the universe at the end of his life, might be a complete waste compared to those true cosmic geniuses. However, in this Maple Leaf Empire, who dared not call him "ancestor"?
Next, Lu Qingshan used the unique skills of several other geniuses one after another, helping them save at least ten years of hard training.
This made many geniuses admire him very much.
With just one glance, the ancestor was able to easily draw on the unique skills of all of them. This accumulation and strength was far beyond their imagination.
Lei Ming, the strongest of the five, had already reached a bottleneck, unable to advance any further. But when Lu Qingshan casually condensed a rudimentary lightning field and demonstrated its endless cycle of creation and destruction, Lei Ming felt a thunderclap explode in his mind, and the solid barrier that had trapped him for so long was split open by the lightning.
The limit of artistic conception is the realm, the realm...
A bright road leading to a higher realm suddenly appeared before him.
"May I have your name?"
The plain voice sounded in Lei Ming's ears, but it was like the sound of nature.
"Reply... reply to the ancestor, I am the disciple Lei Ming, from Jiao Lei Star!" Lei Ming bowed hurriedly, his voice trembling with excitement.
The eyes of the other four geniuses instantly focused on him, filled with envy that was difficult to conceal.
"Your talent is decent." Lu Qingshan showed a gentle smile on his face. "Would you like to... become my disciple?"
"Ah?" Lei Ming was completely stunned, his mind went blank.
"Lei Ming, the ancestor is asking you a question!"
Lu San quickly reminded.
The ancestor hasn't accepted an apprentice for many years, why is this guy still hesitating like a fool?
Lei Ming woke up as if from a dream, fell to his knees with a plop, and banged his forehead heavily on the cold ground: "Ancestor, I do"
"Get up," Lu Qingshan's smile deepened, and he felt a little more favorable towards this young man with decent talent but a bit of dullness and simplicity. "You still call me ancestor?"
"Teacher!" Lei Ming raised his head and spoke in a loud and firm voice.
At the moment when the master-disciple relationship was established...
Buzz!
A mysterious law of fluctuations silently swept through Lu Qingshan's soul. Countless exquisite insights into the field of lightning emerged from thin air, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, directly imprinted into the depths of his consciousness.
[Your disciple Lei Ming has gained some insights into the prototype of the lightning domain, triggering a hundredfold return. Your understanding of the lightning domain has been enhanced.]