The light faded after a moment. Lucian slowly opened his eyes afterwards.
He had expectations in his eyes.
But unfortunately for him, Osian shook his head at him and said: "I am sorry, my son. Your aptitude is average at best. The aptitude is based on the light spectrum with red being the lowest and purple being the highest. Your aptitude is light orange."
Lucian's head fell down and his face showed agitation.
Osian hastened and said: "Oh... Don't worry son. You can still cultivate although your speed will be slow."
Lucian nodded and composed himself.
"Ok father. But how do I cultivate?"
"I have a cultivation manual with me. Wait here. I will go and fetch it." said Osian.
Lucian was amazed. He was surprised that his father had a manual. His father was just a normal man with no cultivation but why did he have a cultivation manual.
Just as he was thinking about this matter, Osian returned with a tattered book in his hands.
