The game starts with escaping from the famine and flipping the table

Su Xiaoya looked at her sixth son, and thought about how the sixth son, who was in the Jindan stage, was willing to hang around in the restaurant to collect information. With such a deep love for her son, she couldn't just turn a blind eye.

Something happened!

Therefore, Su Xiaoya immediately asked the system for help: "Yiyiyi! Can I exchange it for the spirit cleansing grass?"

Yi Yi Yi was watching the joys and sorrows of life in the Spirit Testing Square with great interest, when he suddenly heard Su Xiaoya's question and immediately replied, "Yes, host. Don't gossip, just... ahem!"

The system was embarrassed. This was the phrase that a monk who was selling beauty pills at a stall called out yesterday. By the time he realized it, the result had already been blurted out.

He shut up in an emergency, but could he go back on his word and say that one Spirit Cleansing Herb would cost 1000 points?

Obviously, no!

Therefore, the system had to grit its teeth and say, "800 points for each spiritual grass." Its tone had returned to a cold, mechanical sound. The system didn't dare to speak again, or it would be full of depression. He had paid 200 points himself.

He originally liked the little girl, so he lowered the commission to 2%. You should know that he can get 3-% commission when the host trades. It is not a consumption commission, but a transaction commission, that is, there is a commission whether it is buying or selling.

So this time when Su Xiaoya purchased the Xiling Grass, not only did the system not give her any commission, she also lost 100 points. How can this be justified?

If those old guys knew about this, they would laugh to death! So, He had to keep the news secret.

Su Xiaoya had no idea how the system was struggling, so she immediately exchanged for a Spirit Cleansing Grass.

You treat me as a national hero, and I will repay you as a national hero.

So, isn't it reasonable to give Lao Liu a spiritual cleansing herb?

Just when Fanfan was wondering whether or not to recruit the sixth son into the sect, Su Xiaoya spoke directly: "This kid's fire spirit root is 100% pure, and the water spirit root is 85% pure. Fanfan, let him go and queue up to wait for the formation assessment."

"Yes! Master Imperial Master!" The three-year-old Fanfan bowed properly and answered in a serious tone, which made Su Xiaoya laugh.

No matter how high Fanfan's cultivation level is, he is still only three years old!

Therefore, it is natural to feel a little entangled when encountering such a thing. After all, the more geniuses enter the Su family, the stronger the Su family will become. Fanfan always listens to his grandfather's nagging.

When Lao Liu heard what Su Xiaoya said, his eyes were full of surprise and gratitude, his nose felt sore, and he almost cried - he made the right bet!

Lao Liu immediately bowed deeply to Su Xiaoya: "Gu Shengyi thanks the Imperial Master for saving my son Gu Dikang's life!"

Su Xiaoya smiled and waved her hand: "No need to be polite, this child has good roots and is a promising talent. It just so happened that I accidentally got a spirit cleansing grass when I went out for training this time, which is also the child's luck."

Plants such as Deutzia can still thrive in harsh environments, symbolizing the spirit of perseverance and courage, and encouraging children to have the perseverance to face challenges.

The character “Di” belongs to the element of “wood”, symbolizing growth and vitality. It is suitable to be paired with characters of the elements of water, fire, etc. to balance the fate.

Just by looking at the name, you can see Gu Shangyi's deep love for Gu Dikang.

Su Xiaoya didn't mind exposing that she held the spirit cleansing grass. If the Su family could still be robbed by someone with the seven-attribute spirit root Yuanying, then she wouldn't have to continue to venture into Qingyuan Star, and could just wash and sleep!

Su Xiaoya's casual words instantly silenced the entire square.

Does the Imperial Master mean that he can save Gu Dikang and allow him to practice?

Especially the monks, they were extremely excited.

Mortals don’t know what this means, but these monks do! They are more determined to join the National Master Hall and the Su family.

At this moment, by the window on the second floor of Wangyue Restaurant, seven young men and women were sitting around a table, their eyes focused on the test square downstairs.

Suddenly, they heard that Su Xiaoya was going to give the Xiling Grass directly to Gu Dikang, which made everyone so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths.

For a moment, the whole room fell into silence, only the breathing of a few people became more rapid.

The eyes of these young men were filled with a variety of emotions, including the desire to join the Imperial Master Hall, the expectation for Gu Dikang, as well as hesitation and struggle...

If you look closely, you can see that each of them is wearing a faded red rope around their neck.

This red rope is not an ordinary ornament, but a gift given to them by an old woman whom they found after they accidentally rescued a little rabbit during one of their training.

According to the old woman, this red rope is a magical tool that can conceal the purity of their spiritual roots. Even cultivators below the fusion stage cannot see through the true purity of their spiritual roots.

For these young people, this red rope is not only a magical instrument, but also one of the few kindnesses they have encountered in their nearly twenty years of life.

Without a strong force, they wanted to protect the children with spiritual roots. They all experienced cruel pasts that others could not imagine. Now, they have no family except each other...

This forces them to be cautious.

Even though the reputation of the National Master Hall is at its peak throughout the continent, even though everyone is praising the National Master Hall...

They also did not dare to rashly expose their spiritual roots.

However, due to the lack of resources, they were destined to not be able to grow up, let alone take revenge.

So, here they come.

They kept a low profile in Yingyue Market, only watching, listening, and not saying anything. To be honest, they were already somewhat biased towards the Imperial Master Hall and the Su family. However, the past was too tragic, and they simply couldn't afford to gamble.

After all, if they lost the bet, they would lose seven lives!

So, the seven decided to take another look.

But now, Su Xiaoya even took out the spiritual cleansing herbs and gave them to an ordinary person who was taking the test. It would be a lie to say that I wasn't moved.

What does this mean?

This shows that the Su family and the Imperial Master Hall are not short of cultivation resources. What they lack most is cultivation resources.

Moreover, the reputation of the Imperial Master Hall and the Su family is really very good. Otherwise, the nine state rulers would not be willing to submit.

"I heard that the Spirit Cleansing Grass can only be found in the secret realm of the East China Sea. The fact that State Master Su was able to give it to Gu Dikang shows how generous the State Master's Palace is. I think..."

The leading young man in black, Zang Haolu, clenched the teacup in his hand, and the tea splashed on the faded eight-immortal table, startling the girl in the corner.

The girl was born thin, with a green vine wrapped around her wrist. She was none other than the cultivator with wood spiritual roots and natural spiritual roots named Little Leaf, and she was also the youngest girl among them—a twelve-year-old cultivator at the fourth stage of the Qi Refining Stage.

Xiao Ye Zi suddenly grabbed Zang Haolu's sleeve, the image of the monks in the square below reflected in her pupils, and her voice was like a candlelight swaying in the cold wind: "That year, my brother was also taken away by a hidden family after his spiritual roots were detected."

Everyone was silent. Xiao Ye's words were like a bucket of ice water poured over their heads, chilling them to the bone.

It is a sin for a child to hold a gold brick!

They can't protect themselves at all.

So, they simply can't afford to gamble.

The atmosphere froze for a moment. Everyone turned around and continued to look at the test square intently. However, their hearts could no longer calm down.

The sixth son, Gu Dikang, walked towards the team that had passed the test with a bit of nervousness and anticipation, and lined up to wait for the formation test.

Order was restored in the square.

But everyone in the square looked at Su Xiaoya and Yu Shuheng on the platform with fiery eyes.

They originally thought that a rare treasure like the Xiling Grass would only exist in legends, but they didn't expect Su Xiaoya to take it out so easily.

For a moment, everyone looked at Su Xiaoya with awe and enthusiasm. The casual cultivators who were watching from the restaurant were so excited that they were trembling all over. They didn't expect that joining the National Master Hall would bring such a great opportunity.

Gu Shangyi clenched his hands and whispered silently: "Dikang, you must work hard and don't let the National Master down." Gu Shangyi's eyes were full of determination, and he was naturally willing to go through fire and water for the National Master.

At this moment, a sharp voice suddenly rang out from the crowd: "Humph, who knows whether this Spirit Cleansing Grass is real or fake? Maybe she is deliberately putting on a show to trick everyone into joining the Imperial Master Hall!"

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on the source of the sound, and they saw a monk in a black robe standing there with a look of disdain on his face, his eyes full of malice.

Su Xiaoya sneered and looked at the black-robed monk with cold eyes: "Oh? If you don't believe it, you can just quit now."

The black-robed monk shuddered at Su Xiaoya's look, but he still refused to give in, and his eyes unconsciously drifted to a corner of the square:

"You said you want to quit, so just quit. I want to see what's so magical about this Spirit Cleansing Herb! If it's not a lie, just give it to me!"

The novel really did not deceive me. As long as it was a large-scale event, there would be no shortage of trouble.

The man in black robe might have thought that he was being very subtle, but in fact most people noticed that something was wrong. They followed the man in black robe's gaze and looked at the middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance and who looked unremarkable at the corner of the square.

When Xiao Ye's gaze met the middle-aged man's face, she was instantly filled with fear, like a frightened deer.

Little Leaf looked as if he had seen something horrifying. His body was shaking almost subconsciously, shivering like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind.

Her face was as pale as paper and her lips kept trembling, as if she was gripped by an invisible fear.

In a trance, Little Leaf seemed to travel through time and space and returned to that day.

The jade chariot of the reclusive Bai family stopped at the entrance of Yejia Village like a giant. It was this middle-aged man, this devil from hell, wearing a hypocritical human skin, smiling and sending gold and silver, wanting to take his brother, the young man with wind and sky spiritual roots, to the legendary fairy mountain and blessed land for cultivation.

The jade pendant engraved with the word "peace" that her brother gave her before he left was still hanging around her neck, like a shining pearl.

However, when the news of the soul lamp going out came, the cinnabar writing on the jade pendant seeped out like blood, as if telling of endless sorrow.

What was even more horrifying was that only half a month later, a genius with wind spiritual roots and heavenly spiritual roots suddenly appeared in the Bai family! And the spiritual root attributes of this genius were exactly the same as those of Xiao Ye's brother, with no difference!

When Xiao Ye's parents finally recovered from the grief of losing their son and mustered up the courage to go to the Bai family to ask for his brother's body, hoping that his brother could be buried in peace as soon as possible, they encountered something unexpected.

The vermilion lacquered door that should have been open was now tightly closed, as if it was an unbridgeable chasm that separated Xiao Ye's parents from the Bai family.

No matter how they knocked and shouted, the door remained tightly closed with no sign of opening.

In the end, only two servants came out from the side door and took Xiao Ye's parents away with expressionless faces.

Xiao Ye's parents were waiting with great anticipation, thinking that they could finally go to the blessed land to see their son's body, or get an explanation from the Bai family.

However, what they waited for was neither their son's body nor a few words of explanation from the Bai family, but the extinguishing of two soul lamps.

The two extinguished soul lamps were like the eyes of a devil, staring coldly at everything in the world, without a trace of warmth or life.

Little Ye Zi, who was guarding the Ye family ancestral hall, stared blankly at the two soul lamps going out. The hope in her heart was shattered in an instant, and endless fear and despair surged into her heart like a tide.

And at the moment when the soul lamps of Xiao Ye's parents went out, the clan leader realized that something was wrong. The second master of the Bai family in the town was not a good person.

The clan leader made the decision immediately and anxiously sent Little Ye to a secret room at the bottom of a lake in the deep mountains behind Yejia Village.

That is the Ye family’s last trump card.

And Xiao Ye is their only hope and must not be lost.

Time passed quickly, and when Xiao Ye finally succeeded in drawing the Qi into her body with the help of several top-grade spirit stones and spirit-attracting herbs stored in the secret room, and returned to Yejia Village with joy, what she saw was a heartbreaking ruin.

The houses in Yejia Village had long been burned into ruins by the raging fire. The walls and beams that had been smoked by the flames seemed to be silently telling the terrible disaster that Yejia Village had once suffered.

After the initial cleansing of the essence and marrow by drawing Qi into the body, Xiao Ye Zi was no longer the skinny little chicken he used to be. Instead, he had grown into a delicate and pretty figure. Even the villagers from the neighboring villages could not recognize Xiao Ye Zi.

Xiao Ye suppressed her grief, pretended to be passing by, and curiously asked what had happened in the village.

It turned out that the second master of the Bai family had the village sealed off and all 384 members of the Ye family were burned alive, even the babies in their cradles were not spared.

Xiao Ye Zi did not act rashly, nor did he rush into the village directly. Instead, he turned around and left after listening to the whole story, just like a real passerby.

Xiao Ye Zi didn't notice that a villager in the crowd turned his eyes away after seeing her leave, and continued to pay attention to other strangers who were "passing by" Yejia Village.

At night, Xiao Ye, dressed in black, quietly came to Yejia Village.

Dusk, wrapped in a burnt smell, rushed towards him, and Xiao Ye's fingertips, which were holding the Soul-Attracting Grass, suddenly felt a sharp pain - the century-old locust tree at the entrance of the village collapsed in the ashes, and its gnarled branches were baring their fangs and claws, like dry bones with their souls taken away.

The originally well-arranged blue bricks and gray tiles have now turned into black ruins. The ashes under the broken beams seem to still emit green smoke, and occasionally sparks will fly up, illuminating the crooked window frames...

She stumbled across the broken pottery shards on the ground, crushing her childhood memories with every step.

On the bluestone steps in front of the ancestral hall, dark red blood stains and charcoal ash mixed together, winding along the gullies into strange lines.

A half-charred piece of wood hung from the burnt-through beam, dangling in the air, precariously crumbling. Near a collapsed stove somewhere, half a deformed copper spoon lay scattered about, the red ribbon wrapped around the handle of the spoon having long since curled up into charcoal.

As the wind passed through the ruins, a faint whimper was heard. Little Leaf bent down to push aside the rubble. Half of the swaddling clothes embroidered with lotus flowers were wrapped in the charred swaddling clothes. The gold thread on the cloth shone coldly in the twilight...

Her nails dug deep into her palms, and the taste of blood filled her tongue - the 384 corpses in Yejia Village might have turned into black ashes under the rubble at this moment. Only the old well at the west end of the village reflected the upside-down blood moon, with a few pieces of unburned paper money floating on the water's surface, swirling and sinking into the dark bottom of the well.

Xiao Ye's eyes had already turned bloodshot...