Chapter 5

A single spiritual root with superior strength is known as a Heavenly Spiritual Root. A disciple with a Heavenly Spiritual Root is enough to make major cultivation sects fight over them, vying to recruit them as core disciples.

A Sacred Spiritual Root is even above a Heavenly Spiritual Root. If the strength of a spiritual root is measured on a scale where 100 is the maximum, a Heavenly Spiritual Root must reach at least 90, while a Sacred Spiritual Root must reach 95 or higher.

Xia Qingyu not only has a Sacred Spiritual Root but also a变异冰灵根 (variant Ice Spiritual Root)!

Ice Spiritual Root cultivators are already rare, and she also has the Ice Muscle Jade Bone Body, which is particularly suitable for Ice Spiritual Root cultivation!

The Heaven-Filling Pill, Qing Lao thought, is it a treasure pill or a divine pill? Heaven-Filling Pill, Heaven-Filling Pill, to fill the sky's deficiency.

However, Qing Lao's heart suddenly tightened. No, he couldn't let the news of such a miraculous pill in the Heaven-Filling Disk spread, or the Greenwood Sect would face imminent disaster.

These thoughts flashed through his mind rapidly. Qing Lao's divine sense moved, and Xia Qingyu, dressed in ice-blue, appeared in the hall.

Her fellow disciples, hearing the commotion, opened their eyes and were all surprised. What's wrong with this little girl? Why is she emanating coldness, lowering the temperature of the hall?

Senior Brother Huang wanted to step forward to treat her, but Qing Lao waved his hand. "There's no need for treatment. This child has just awakened her Ice Muscle Jade Bone Body due to a shock, which is also her good fortune. You should immediately send a message to the Sect Leader, telling him that a trial disciple has awakened the Ice Muscle Jade Bone Body and the Sacred Ice Spiritual Root, and let him decide what to do."

Qing Lao naturally omitted the part about the Heaven-Filling Pill.

Ice Muscle Jade Bone Body with a Sacred Ice Spiritual Root! Just hearing it, one knows it's not ordinary. This matter is significant, and Senior Brother Huang didn't dare to delay. He immediately sent a jade token, relaying Qing Lao's words.

Qing Lao's face remained calm, but he sighed inwardly, "Sigh, Ice Muscle Jade Bone Body, Sacred Ice Spiritual Root, these are not something a small sect like the Greenwood Sect can possess."

Xia Qingyu was sent out of the Heaven-Filling Disk.

On the Green Cliff, Sun Hao's face showed genuine joy. This little girl's good fortune should be quite good. This ice-blue light seems to be changing her constitution.

Sun Hao didn't regret his choice. If he was right, there should be another opportunity on this Green Cliff, and it would be the final and best one.

Sure enough, after Xia Qingyu's body disappeared, the last section of the mountain on the Green Cliff, which pointed straight to the sky like a pen tip, began to change.

This mountain peak was only about two zhang tall, originally an irregular circular peak. Now, it was transforming into a pyramid-shaped mountain, with four flat walls appearing, like four screens. As Sun Hao focused, images began to appear on the mountain.

Are these murals? Or another test?

Approaching the mountain, Sun Hao observed the murals carefully, hoping to gain some insight.

There were nine chapters of murals.

The first chapter: A white-robed cultivator holding a nine-story exquisite pagoda stood among the clouds, overlooking the vast mountains and rivers. The cultivator's demeanor was radiant, and the pagoda in his hand, made of seven-colored crystal, emitted a myriad of rays of light, illuminating the mountains and rivers below. Below, countless mortals knelt in devout worship in the light.

The second chapter: In a dark space, the white-robed cultivator held the pagoda and battled a monstrous being with two horns on its head, three heads, six arms, and eyes like copper bells, wielding various magical weapons. At this moment, the pagoda in the cultivator's hand seemed to be bleeding profusely, and behind him, a hellish realm with rivers of blood.

The third chapter was a scene of daily life. The white-robed cultivator lived with several beautiful women in a nine-story pagoda that stood between heaven and earth, towering a million zhang high and spanning thousands of li. Inside the pagoda, there were mountains, rivers, air, and sunlight, forming a vast world.

The fourth chapter, fifth chapter... Sun Hao observed each chapter carefully, discovering that these murals recorded the history of the white-robed cultivator and his pagoda. From these murals, Sun Hao saw the white-robed cultivator wiping out an entire race with a wave of his hand, a dynasty vanishing with a snap of his fingers, and battlefields like those of gods and demons, as well as sweet, idyllic scenes.

These murals were either grand and majestic, ancient and沧桑 (weathered), or like a bridge over a stream, but they completely exceeded Sun Hao's understanding of the world. The white-robed cultivator's abilities to fly through the heavens and control the mountains and rivers left Sun Hao exhilarated and filled with longing.

At the last chapter, it was also a battle mural.

The background of the mural was a void, but the void was filled with a sea of insect corpses. Below, the white-robed cultivator stood on a river of blood, with layers of various insect corpses piled up. The cultivator stood on a dragon-like insect corpse, supporting himself with one hand, his body covered in wounds, and blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, clearly severely injured.

The cultivator's eyes were filled with sorrow as he looked up. In the sky, the nine-story pagoda was disintegrating, fragments flying towards the enemy in front of the pagoda, a gigantic green insect with three eyes, standing in the air.

The three eyes of the giant insect showed a human-like expression of terror as the pagoda fragments flew towards it, as if seeing the end of the world.

The mural ended there.

These murals told a story, a grand and captivating tale of a cultivator's world.

In the vast river of history, there was once such a thrilling moment.

The nine chapters of murals slowly faded away on the mountain, eventually disappearing.

With the disappearance of the murals, nine treasure chests of different colors appeared in front of Sun Hao on the Green Cliff.

Nine?

The Heaven-Filling Disk couldn't give him nine divine opportunities, so it meant he could only choose one. This was a choice.

How to choose?

After some thought, Sun Hao walked to the treasure chests, confirming that they wouldn't open on their own, and then slowly closed his eyes, beginning the Clear Mind Technique and the Fierce Fire Technique.

"Maintain your breath, forget words, guard your mind, act without action, know the origin in stillness and movement, seek no one in emptiness..." Sun Hao's heartbeat synchronized with the Clear Mind Technique. In this rhythm, Sun Hao opened his mind, focusing on the front.

As his heart beat with the rhythm of the Clear Mind Technique, Sun Hao felt a faint sense of familiarity from several directions in front of him. Sun Hao thought, "Good, now let's see which one gives me the strongest feeling."

As Sun Hao approached, about to make a choice, a strong intuitive feeling came from a wooden chest to his left front. This intuition was a mix of familiarity and urgency, like a child feeling desperate to keep something they love.

Sun Hao's heart stirred. Regardless of what the divine opportunity was, the best one was the one most suitable for him. This treasure chest cared so much about him and seemed to have a spirit. He decided to choose it. Sun Hao walked to the left front and reached out his hands towards the chest.

As he reached out, a sense of joy surged in his heart. The wooden chest seemed like a child who had found its parents after being away for days, filled with joy.

Opening his eyes, Sun Hao discovered that this chest was the one in the center of the nine chests, with a color that was a mix of nine colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet, black, and white!

The nine colors made the chest look colorful and vibrant. Strangely, the nine colors on the chest were not chaotic but harmoniously blended, giving a comfortable feeling.

It's you, Sun Hao decided, and reached out to open the lid.

As the lid opened, a nine-colored light burst out of the chest, flying towards Sun Hao and entering his forehead.

Sun Hao felt a loud "boom" in his head, followed by a wave of dizziness, and his vision went black.

"Thud."

Sun Hao fell on the Green Cliff.

Qing Lao, who was constantly monitoring the Heaven-Filling Disk, received a message: "Trial disciple obtained the divine opportunity of the Five Elements Wheel Spirit Technique."

Five Elements Wheel Spirit Technique? How could it be this?

Qing Lao was greatly disappointed. He had hoped that Sun Hao, the last disciple to persist, would give him another surprise. But unexpectedly, this unlucky child chose a "neither fish nor fowl" auxiliary cultivation technique.

The Greenwood Sect had a copy of the "Five Elements Wheel Spirit Technique." In ancient times, it might have been a significant legacy.

The Five Elements Wheel Spirit Technique is an auxiliary cultivation technique to balance the five spiritual roots, capable of filling the sky's deficiency and cycling through the five elements.

However, in recent times, especially in the modern era, with the thinning of the earth's spiritual energy, single spiritual roots and Heavenly Spiritual Roots are the best for cultivation. Cultivators all wish they had fewer spiritual roots, and who would have the heart to cultivate a technique to balance spiritual roots?

Qing Lao shook his head repeatedly but didn't hesitate. His divine sense turned, and Sun Hao was kicked out of the Heaven-Filling Disk.

The Heaven-Filling Disk spun and returned to Qing Lao's hand. Qing Lao opened his eyes and loudly announced, "Lanlin Town's Sun Hao obtained the divine opportunity of the Five Elements Wheel Spirit Technique."

Five Elements Wheel Spirit Technique? It's actually the Five Elements Wheel Spirit Technique!

In the hall, the several senior brothers who had been eagerly waiting for Sun Hao, the longest-lasting disciple in the Heaven-Filling Disk, all stumbled, their hearts filled with sorrow. Wasn't it said that the longer one persisted in the Heaven-Filling Disk, the better the divine opportunity? How could this child be so unlucky to get the Five Elements Wheel Spirit Technique?

In the Greenwood Sect, the Five Elements Wheel Spirit Technique was a notorious negative example, an ancient technique that might not be suitable for cultivation now. The higher the ancient technique, the less likely it was to be suitable for modern cultivation.

The sleeping Sun Hao didn't know that his divine opportunity had been sentenced to death. In his mind, the nine-colored light was gradually merging with his divine consciousness, slowly adapting, a form of ancient inheritance.

After completing the trial task, the Heaven-Filling Disk, which had returned to its ordinary state, seemed to quietly observe Sun Hao. Qing Lao also had a strange feeling, as if the Heaven-Filling Disk had undergone some changes he couldn't understand.

It's a bit strange, Qing Lao shook his head in confusion, a hint of doubt flashing in his mind. Is this ancient inheritance of the Five Elements Wheel Spirit Technique really a "neither fish nor fowl" technique?