Chapter 2

Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou now had only one thought in their minds: It's over, they actually discussed how to cheat in front of the examiner.

Senior Sister Yunzhi seemed unaware of the two's cheating plan. She glanced at them once and then turned her attention to organizing the test.

It was clear that she was highly respected among the disciples of Wenda Sect, and her orders were strictly followed.

These disciples of Wenda Sect, who were revered figures in the outside world, were the pride of heaven. The fact that these proud individuals all obeyed her commands without any hesitation or slackness showed how high Senior Sister Yunzhi's status was.

"Root bones are the first hurdle on the path to immortality. Without sufficient root bones, no matter how many resources are poured in, one cannot cultivate. The first test is to measure root bones. Everyone, come forward in turn. If you lack confidence in your root bones, you may leave on your own."

No one left.

Those who came to participate in the Wenda Sect's test were well aware of their root bones. Few were like Lu Yang, who came to Wenda Sect just because it was close to home, hoping for a stroke of luck.

Wenda Sect's move was to prevent those whose root bones did not meet the requirements from sneaking in.

Generally, root bones were tested using a root bone stone, which was extremely large and very noticeable. From the empty space in front of Wenda Sect, it was clear that they did not intend to use the root bone stone.

A disciple of Wenda Sect sat at the front, named Dai Bufan. His cultivation method was very special; by circulating spiritual energy through the other person's body, he could determine their root bones, cultivation method, and life gate... making him very effective in battle.

Dai Bufan, like an old Chinese doctor taking a pulse, could accurately determine the other person's root bones by placing two fingers on their wrist.

"Three spiritual roots of Metal, Water, and Fire? Not bad, you can go."

"Two spiritual roots of Water and Fire, good."

"Two spiritual roots of Water and Wood, your foundation was once damaged. You must have suffered a major injury when you were twelve. Normally, this would have left a hidden隐患, but you were fortunate to meet a high-level cultivator who treated you. His medical skills were excellent, and he restored your foundation."

The person was slightly shocked, not expecting Dai Bufan to be so accurate: "When I was twelve, my mother died of illness, and my stepmother took control. She was worried that my existence would affect her son's status, so she plotted against me. I fell into a coma and woke up unharmed. My father told me that a high-level cultivator passing by saved me and left without leaving a name."

After the person left, a Wenda Sect disciple came forward to congratulate Dai Bufan on his improved cultivation: "Just by taking a pulse, you deduced the entire story as if you had seen it with your own eyes! Brother Dai's cultivation has indeed advanced, and it is worth celebrating!"

Dai Bufan said indifferently, "Oh, that's nothing. That high-level cultivator was me. I was in a hurry and forgot to leave my name after saving the person."

"..."

As he spoke, Dai Bufan waved to the next test-taker: "Eighteen years old, over the age limit, you can go back."

A cute little monk, led by a senior monk, came to Dai Bufan and bowed respectfully.

Dai Bufan glanced at him and handed the little monk back to the senior monk: "What is a novice monk from the Hanging Temple doing here? You have the mark left by the abbot of the Hanging Temple. Go back to your Hanging Temple."

"Isn't the Hanging Temple one of the five major immortal sects?" Lu Yang asked Meng Jingzhou quietly.

Meng Jingzhou nodded and said seriously, "The Hanging Temple is the sect with the fewest disciples among the five major immortal sects. At its lowest, it only had the abbot and one disciple. Even at its peak, it never had more than ten people. This little monk hasn't started cultivation yet, but he is already a disciple of the Hanging Temple, which means he must have deep Buddhist nature."

He watched the little monk being led away by his senior and felt a sense of urgency: "I thought I would be the one to stand out in the future cultivation world, but it seems there are still people qualified to be my rivals."

Lu Yang didn't know where Meng Jingzhou's confidence came from: "Aren't you at all worried that Miss Yunzhi will kick us out?"

"Fear what? Haven't you read novels where major sects are blind and falsely accuse and frame talented young men, kicking them out of the sect? The talented young men, feeling humiliated, work hard and have endless adventures, rising to the top and becoming figures that major sects can only look up to."

Lu Yang was silent for a moment before reminding him: "...But Miss Yunzhi doesn't need to falsely accuse us."

"You have a point."

So Meng Jingzhou also panicked.

"Your internal energy flows continuously and circulates on its own. Your attire doesn't seem to be from a cultivation family. Could it be that you accidentally consumed a Green Wood Immortal Fruit in your childhood? You can go."

"Hmm, your constitution is interesting." Dai Bufan placed his fingers on a bronze-skinned, muscular man and his eyes lit up, "Ancient Barbarian bloodline, it's been a long time since I've seen one."

The man was tall and strong, with a shiny bald head that reflected the sunlight. His appearance made people believe he was in his mid-twenties, but Dai Bufan didn't question his age, indicating he was under sixteen.

Lu Yang could only say, "He's really well-developed."

The crowd was slightly agitated. The Ancient Barbarians were once powerful, capable of moving mountains and swallowing the sun and moon, but they eventually vanished in the long river of time.

The Central Continent hadn't seen an Ancient Barbarian bloodline for a long time. Everyone thought this ancient bloodline had disappeared, but now one appeared in the Wenda Sect's test.

Dai Bufan yawned. He had already checked half the people, and he hadn't seen a single spiritual root. Had they all been taken by other sects?

Meng Jingzhou stepped forward confidently. Dai Bufan didn't have much hope, but when his index and middle fingers touched Meng Jingzhou's wrist, his eyes suddenly widened, and he stood up abruptly: "It's actually a single..."

Hearing Dai Bufan's words, the crowd below started to murmur. It was a single spiritual root!

What a single spiritual root meant was that the bottlenecks at each cultivation stage were much easier to break through than for others, destined to become a great cultivator. In the government, one could hold a high position, and in the wild, one could rule a region and establish a kingdom!

Everyone focused their attention on Meng Jingzhou, their eyes filled with enthusiasm. It was beneficial to form a connection with such a person early on!

The elders hurriedly instructed the younger generation to build a good relationship with Meng Jingzhou once they entered Wenda Sect.

Meng family, single spiritual root, Wenda Sect disciple—these three identities combined meant that Meng Jingzhou would be a key figure in Wenda Sect, a great cultivator whose name would be recorded in history!

"Single spiritual root." Dai Bufan said the full name of Meng Jingzhou's spiritual root, and the scene fell silent.

Meng Jingzhou was furious. What was a single spiritual root? Was he destined to be single for life?

"Don't fool me, I'm not that naive!" Meng Jingzhou's veins bulged, and he slammed the table in anger.

"Brother Dai, don't play tricks on others." A ethereal voice came from a mist, and Yunzhi appeared, glaring at Dai Bufan, who shrank back guiltily.

Meng Jingzhou calmed down a bit. That's right, Dai Bufan must have been lying.

Yunzhi then said to Meng Jingzhou, "But Brother Dai didn't lie to you. You are indeed a single spiritual root, that's the scientific name. However, in the cultivation world, people are more accustomed to calling it by its common name, the Pure Yang spiritual root."

Meng Jingzhou: "..."

He finally understood why the elders and his parents didn't tell him about his spiritual root.

What they said about him knowing once he reached the five major immortal sects was clearly just an excuse to avoid telling him!

No wonder his parents asked him after his root bone test whether he wanted a brother or a sister.

A mutated single spiritual root, a Pure Yang spiritual root, the most yang and powerful, a bane to ghosts and demons.

Maintaining a Pure Yang body, cultivation progresses rapidly; breaking the Pure Yang body, cultivation declines rapidly.