Surprise! After cultivating immortality, the divine beast came to the door with space

It was already dark, and people were going up and down the platform, over and over again, but no one's spiritual roots were detected. The crowd was inevitably disappointed again.

Despite this, no one was willing to leave.

Some even began to nibble on their rations. These were the people who had prepared in advance, intending to stay in the central square for the next two days to watch the excitement unfold.

At this time, it was the turn of the three siblings of the Lin family. The three of them looked energetic, as if they were not affected at all.

But if you look closely, you can see that among the three siblings, some have trembling steps, some have flushed faces, and Lin Fuqiu clenched her fingertips.

Human hearts are really strange. There are some things I can have but you can't; I can live better than you, but you can't suddenly surpass me one day.

This is the case between Lin Fuqiu and Princess Minghua.

Although there is a gap between their identities and status, because the national defense general Lin Beiye has made great military achievements and is deeply respected by the emperor in the court, Lin Fuqiu has a lot of say among the young ladies.

She had never felt inferior to Princess Minghua when interacting with her, and had only occasionally accommodated herself to her. But now that Princess Minghua had detected her spiritual roots, Lin Fuqiu's heart felt as if being grasped by a pair of large hands, waiting for fate to make its judgment.

If one possesses spiritual roots, one can be on par with Princess Minghua, or even surpass her. If one does not possess spiritual roots, one will never reach Princess Minghua's heights, and will be like everyone else, subject to birth, old age, sickness, and death.

The sixteen-year-old girl stood on the stairs, praying devoutly with every step. Perhaps due to her inner fear, the stairs seemed endless, and Lin Fuqiu exhausted all her strength.

Perhaps it was due to their inner urgency, as if in an instant, the three brothers and sisters climbed onto the platform at the same time.

The moment she stretched out her hand to grasp the spirit stone, the string that had been cracking for a day suddenly broke. When she heard the three cold words from the immortal's mouth: "No spirit roots", Lin Fuqiu lost consciousness in despair.

Lin Qingze and Lin Qingyun, who were standing next to them, had not yet recovered from the disappointment of not having spiritual roots when they saw the sister standing between them suddenly fall backwards. They quickly reached out to help her. Under the calm gazes of the immortals, Lin Qingyun picked up Lin Fuqiu by the waist and walked down the spiritual testing platform.

At this time, Lin Beiye and Qin Fanghua, who were standing at the edge of the square, were extremely disappointed. They both hoped that their children could have spiritual roots and embark on the path of cultivating immortals. It would be such an honor for the family if an immortal could emerge from the family.

Lin Beiye was so disappointed that he didn't even pay much attention to his daughter who had fainted. He was just immersed in the anger that his family could not move forward.

Even Qin Fanghua, who usually loved her daughter the most, felt ashamed at this moment and had no time to care about Lin Fuqiu.

The crowd was in an uproar again. It was obvious that Lin Fuqiu, who had fainted on the spirit-testing platform, had provided them with new topics to talk about.

"Whose girl is this? Why is she so impatient?" "Yes, you see, everyone else didn't faint, only she did." "Oh, it seems like she is the eldest daughter of the General's Mansion." "Did she faint from anger? No way, no way, she is still the eldest daughter of the General's Mansion." "The princes and princesses are all fine." "I heard that she is a close friend of Princess Minghua. Could it be because Princess Minghua has spiritual roots and she doesn't? Tsk tsk tsk..." These are malicious speculations.

"Don't talk nonsense, maybe he is not feeling well." "Yes, yes, maybe he is too nervous." "Don't talk about these children, I, an old woman, am so nervous that I almost faint." "This child may want to cultivate immortality too much." This is well-intentioned.

For a moment, the crowd was talking.

However, this episode did not affect the remaining boys and girls in the square. They still walked up to the platform one after another with hope, but the results were still unsatisfactory, and no one's spiritual roots were detected.

As time passed, all the children of royal relatives, nobles, and dignitaries who met the requirements had their spiritual roots tested, and some children of aristocratic families gradually stepped onto the stage.

"Look, it's bright, bright." "Another spiritual root has been detected." "Whose is it?" A red light was bright and dazzling.

"A single spiritual root of the fire element!" The immortal's voice came immediately, with a hint of joy in his voice, and he was obviously satisfied with the detection of a single spiritual root.

Lin Xia looked in the direction of the voice. Oh, it was someone she knew. Wasn’t this the nephew of General Qin Fanghua, the general’s wife?

Yesterday, Lin Xia saw this young man in the crowd. He was the cousin of the eldest daughter of the Lin family. His name seemed to be Qin Daoyue.

The people in the Protectorate General's Mansion were bound to be gloating again. Although they hadn't taken direct action, Lin Beiye's indifference and Qin Fanghua's jealousy and harshness had killed the original owner and her mother. Although Lin Xia wasn't the original owner, she couldn't happily watch the enemies who had killed the original owner prosper.

Looking at Lin Beiye and Qin Fanghua's smiling faces again, Lin Xia felt dazzled.

Some people are so selfish that they regard fame and status as the most important things in life. These two people must have forgotten that this is not their son, and their three children all lack spiritual roots.

Lin Fuqiu, who slowly woke up in the Lin family's team, felt a pang in her heart. Even her cousin, whom she looked down upon, had spiritual roots, and a single spiritual root at that. Why didn't she have any? She couldn't help but feel despair.

Although they were relatives by marriage, Qin Fanghua's family was just a merchant family. Even though they were the richest man in the capital and the most prominent imperial merchant, they were still merchants. Because of this, Lin Fuqiu was not very warm to her uncle's cousins. She always watched them trying to please her and her uncle and aunt trying to please her family.

The huge gap made Lin Fuqiu, who had just woken up, wish she didn't wake up.

It was already late at night, and no one, whether the immortals on the stage or the mortals below, had left.

It was as if day and night didn't matter. The immortals on the stage were trying to select as many talented immortal cultivators as possible from the mortal world within their limited time, while the mortals below didn't want to miss out on this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to become immortals.

By the time it was finally Lin Xia's turn, the sky was already turning pale and a new day was about to arrive.

Looking at the three boys and girls in front of her walking towards the platform with their faces flushed with excitement, Lin Xia couldn't help but stamp her feet, one to stretch her frozen body, and the other to relieve tension.

Soon, the three people in front walked down the platform with disappointment and frustration and walked towards where their families were.

At this moment, Lin Xia and the other two teenagers stepped onto the stairs together. Lin Xia felt that the surroundings were extremely quiet at this moment, with only the sound of her own heartbeat and footsteps echoing each other. "Dong, dong, dong..."

The stairs were not high and reached the end in just a few steps. Before Lin Xia could react, her hand touched the spirit stone and then she held it tightly.

When the first ray of light from the sun appeared in the eastern sky, the spirit stone in Lin Xia's hand suddenly shone brightly, as dazzling as another sun.

The crowd began to cheer. "Got it, got it, got it again!" "What kind of spiritual root is this?" "This must be the best spiritual root! Oh my, the light is so bright." "Isn't this brighter than the light when the young master of the Qin family tested his spiritual roots?!"

The immortal on the high platform, the young immortal in the green robe, Li Mingyi, a disciple of Xuantian Sect's Sword Peak, was speechless when he saw the thin girl in front of him, and did not speak for a while.

Even the other two immortals sitting on the platform stood up and walked towards Lin Xia.

The female immortal was Feng Zisu from Yaofeng. The male immortal was Lu Guanqi from Fufeng. They had all come to the mortal world to accept missions from the Xuantian Sect.

Feng Zisu spoke first: "How should I describe your spiritual roots? To put it in a positive way, you have eight kinds of mixed spiritual roots, which makes cultivation difficult. To put it in a negative way, except for the legendary dark spiritual roots, you have all kinds of spiritual roots, including mutant spiritual roots."

Seeing Lin Xia dumbfounded and confused, Lu Guanqi, who was standing nearby, began to explain, "Looking at the entire cultivation world, the fewer spiritual roots, the better. Celestial spiritual roots and mutant spiritual roots are extremely rare, and those with only one spiritual root are also rare. Possessing just one of these spiritual roots can make you a core disciple of a major sect. The more spiritual roots you have, the more difficult it is to cultivate, the greater the resistance to advancement, and the more resources you consume."

"To put it simply, the fewer spiritual roots you have, the higher your talent for cultivation will be, and the easier it will be to advance," Feng Zisu added.

"But I've never seen anyone like you, possessing all the spiritual roots, and with such even distribution, before. I've never even heard of it before," Lu Guanqi added. "You've really stumped us. We're here to select talented cultivators, not gold-devouring beasts!"

For a moment, the immortals were unable to make up their minds, so Lu Guanqi said, "Mingyi, send a message to your eldest brother and ask him to make the decision."

Li Mingyi nodded, "Yes, Senior Brother Lu, I will send a message to Senior Brother right away."