The great day

We were in a small house far from the city. The latter was located in the middle of the forest.

It was a small house that could accommodate a maximum of 4 people. This was the place where Cropta lived.

Today was a special day for the latter, in fact, he had just turned 15,5 months ago. Today, the different sects of the province came to the city to recruit new disciples. It was Cropta's dream to be admitted, but for that, he had to wake up to go take the tests.

But since he was still asleep, it was up to his mother to come and get him.

So his mother started to walk towards his room and opened the door.

When the door was opened we could see a young man in his bed.

She stepped forward and after a deep breath screamed "Get up silly, today is the big day."

The only response she got was "Let me sleep a little more."

She smiled, raised her hand, and slapped him.

Cropta flew out of bed and ended up crashing violently on the ground.

This time he was awake even though he would have liked it to be a little more tender.

I stood up while rubbing my head, then looked at my mom, and just as I was about to get excited I saw that her fist had closed.

So I knew I shouldn't try to get upset because otherwise I would risk getting another hit and it wasn't something I wanted.

Now fully awake I began to say, "How are you mother? Isn't it a beautiful day that we have here? "

As she stood speechless at my change of mood, I rushed into the living room to eat.

It was the day I had been waiting for since I was little, I had to be in good shape. And for that, I must have a full stomach.

When I got into the living room, I saw my father sitting on the floor carving a sculpture.

If you looked closely, it was a sculpture of me. The young man in this one had curly hair but what caught the eye the most was a mark on his forehead.

Indeed I was born with a kind of tattoo on the forehead, this one represents a star pierced by a sword. When I was born and my parents saw this, they immediately tried to contact one of the cultivators in the city, luckily after being examined, it was proven that my brand was nothing.

My parents did not have the chance to cultivate, they are only average people. But they want me to get there at all costs.

As my father used to say all the time "Your happiness is also our happiness."

Without knowing it, tears began to fall on my face. Seeing this, my father stopped what he was doing and rushed in my direction.

"What is it?" He asked me.

I wiped away my tears and said, " don't worry, it's okay, and father I'm going to make you proud."

He smirked and added, "You better be little rascal." He ruffled my hair.

During this time, my mother had come to join us in the living room and she said to us "Let's hurry up to eat and after we are done you will start your stopover towards the city."

My father and I shouted, "Yes ma'am!"

"You really are clowns."

The meal thus passed in laughter and good humor.

Once it was finished, I started to leave towards the city with my father.

We started to walk towards the city, as we were next to the forest, we were 30 minutes from the city.

During this little walk, neither my father and me said a word.

I had to concentrate on the trials to come.

Suddenly I was taken out of my amazement when I began to see the city.

You could see different carriages next to the walls. Do what it was with the farmers came?

I kept my questions and began to enter the city with my father, entering in the latter. It felt like we were at a festival. Indeed we could find food stalls, there were banners above us.

The coming of sects was all the time synonymous with celebration and happiness because thanks to this, the merchants could make money, and young people could hope to join a sect.

Finally, I was in the line where we had to register to join a sect.

I gave my dad one last look and said, "You can go now, I'll take care of myself.

He nodded and said, "We'll be waiting for you at the house, and good luck sonny."

It was my turn to register, I stepped forward and wrote on the sheet: Cropta, 15 years old.

After everyone had registered, we were taken to a sort of arena.

Behind this arena was a group of people.

Could it be the legendary cultivators?

Suddenly one of these stepped forward and spoke, "Hail young people, as you surely know, today you are going to take some tests to see if you can hope to become one of us. Now I will explain the different trials to you. "

There will be 4 tests:

-The first test will be to find out if you have spiritual roots.

-The second test will be a physical test.

-The third test will test your will.

-In the last test you will face each other. "

He continued, "Everything is clear."

Everyone shouted "YES!"

"Since this is so, then we can begin."