The Young Master Can't Cultivate?

The Young Master Can't Cultivate?   Chapter One: I Was Born A Cripple

“My sincerest apologies to Master Huang and Lady Huang, but your son shows no sign of talent.” An old man with a long beard was prostrating himself on the floor inside the Main Hall of the Cloud Sect.It was supposed to be a momentous day for him.Huang Po stood shell-shocked as he heard those words. He thought he had done well and fine on the tests, his teachers had praised him since he was young as a peerless genius… Why was this Sect Elder now telling him that he showed no talent?Had this been some kind of cruel joke? Surely the old man would laugh and say that he was simply lying—at the very least, that only amounted to ten lashes of a whip.Glancing at his father and mother’s face didn’t help him at all. All he could see was the stony reaction of his father alongside the teary-eyed face of his mother. They said not a word as the old man before them continued to offer his apologies.All his life in the past