The Legend of the Netherworld

Lin Jiao stood in front of the messenger with her eyes closed, waiting for the test of fate.

The messenger gently placed his right hand on her shoulder, took a deep breath, and slowly closed his eyes.

The energy in his body began to flow slowly, from his arms to Lin Jiao's body.

According to the rules of the cultivation world, if the person being tested can absorb these powers, it means that he is suitable for cultivation; if he is rejected, he is a mortal and cannot practice.

Lin Jiao suddenly felt a warm force flowing through her body, like sunlight shining on her skin, making her whole body warm.

What she felt was not rejection, but a kind of wonderful resonance.

The messenger's brows relaxed slightly, and a rare smile appeared on his face. He was obviously very satisfied with the result.

"Finally..." The messenger was secretly delighted, "Finally, there is a suitable seedling!"

However, just as he was about to open his eyes, something strange happened! He suddenly felt the energy in his body being sucked away uncontrollably, as if it were being sucked away by a powerful force that he couldn't stop.

The messenger's face instantly became solemn, his right hand trembled slightly, and the joy in his eyes suddenly disappeared, replaced by shock and vigilance.

He quickly placed his left hand on his right hand and pulled his right hand back from Lin Jiao's shoulder.

At this moment, Lin Jiao opened her eyes, looking a little dazed, not understanding what was happening. She just felt the warmth in her body getting stronger and stronger, but she didn't know what it meant.

The messenger regained his composure, a flicker of surprise and ecstasy flashing across his eyes once again. He stared at Lin Jiao with a look of excitement and admiration he had never seen before.

"Excellent! Excellent!" the messenger said excitedly. "Her talent is beyond my expectations!"

The people around were also stunned by this sudden scene. Many children and parents stared with wide eyes, their breathing becoming rapid, having never seen anything like this before.

They came forward one after another and anxiously asked the messenger, "Sir Messenger, is this child good or bad?"

The smile on the messenger's face gradually deepened, revealing a gratified smile: "Excellent! This child's talent is extremely high, a cultivation seedling that is rarely seen in a thousand years!"

Hearing this, everyone cheered. The eyes of the village children were filled with admiration and envy, as if Lin Jiao in front of them was already a future immortal master.

Many parents also excitedly came forward and said to Lin Jiao, "Xiao Jiao, go back and tell your mother this good news! You are an excellent cultivation seedling!"

However, Lin Jiao did not leave immediately. She looked at Lin Xiao, her eyes full of expectation and concern: "I want to see Brother Lin Xiao, maybe he can also practice."

Lin Xiao stood by and watched all this quietly, with countless thoughts in his mind.

Seeing Lin Jiao's amazing talent, he was not surprised, but became more determined in his thoughts.

"I was right," Lin Xiao thought, a faint smile on his face. "After reading so many fantasy novels about cultivating immortals, these routines have been deeply ingrained in my mind. Since I am the protagonist, my talent must be the best."

He stepped forward steadily and without hesitation, walked up to the messenger, and with a calm smile on his face, he said to the messenger, "Sir Messenger, please measure it for me as well."

The messenger looked at Lin Xiao and was amazed to see that he looked calm, without a trace of nervousness or fear in his eyes. He then nodded and, following the same steps as before, placed his right hand on Lin Xiao's shoulder.

Lin Xiao was calm, he could almost foresee the next outcome.

As a modern time traveler, he knew his destiny was to be the protagonist, and his talent must be far superior to that of ordinary people. For him, this bone-touching test was just a formality.

The messenger closed his eyes, and his energy began to flow slowly again.

However, the feeling this time was completely different from before. As the messenger's energy was injected again, Lin Xiao's body gradually began to reject it, even showing a slight sense of resistance.

The messenger felt something strange and slowly opened his eyes, frowning slightly. Obviously, the result was not as he expected.

Lin Xiao saw that the envoy's expression was not right, and he suddenly felt a little uneasy. "Is there any accident..." He hurriedly asked, "Sir envoy, what's going on?"

The messenger shook his head slightly, his tone calm but with a hint of helplessness: "Mortal... It seems that this year I can only take one child away. But fortunately, this child is extremely talented and can be worth countless people."

When Lin Xiao heard this, he immediately became anxious, frowning and saying unwillingly, "What? Messenger, are you mistaken? I'm different from other children, completely different! Test me again!"

At this time, the adults watching nearby began to make a noise. Someone laughed and said, "Lin Xiao, what's different about you? The only difference is that you were adopted, while the others are all biological children!"

These words did not shock Lin Xiao. He had heard similar ridicule and gossip countless times and never took it to heart.

At this moment, his attention was completely focused on the bone test results, eager to confirm them again. He quickly stepped forward and strongly requested, "Sir Messenger, please test me again. I really am different from them!"

The messenger looked at Lin Xiao's resolute gaze, sighed, and finally nodded in agreement: "Okay, since you insist, I will test you again."

The messenger placed his right hand on Lin Xiao's shoulder again and began to inject strength into his body.

Lin Xiao's previous confidence had turned into a hint of uneasiness, even a little nervousness. He prayed silently in his heart: "I must succeed, I must succeed this time."

However, when the energy injection ended, the messenger slowly opened his eyes, his expression still the same as before. Lin Xiao was anxious and asked anxiously, "How is it this time?"

The messenger calmly replied, "Still a mortal, no different from last time."

Lin Xiao panicked and said hurriedly, "That's not right! This doesn't fit the plot! According to the plot, I should have been born with a Saint Body after the second test. How could I still be a mortal?"

The messenger frowned and asked, "Plot? What nonsense are you talking about? What does this have to do with cultivation?"

Lin Xiao realized he had spoken out of turn and quickly explained, "What I meant was, is there something wrong? Test me again, one last time! There will definitely be a result!"

The messenger shook his head helplessly and sighed, "This is the second time, and the result remains unchanged. This is the truth." He turned to look at Lin Jiao and said gently, "Child, where is your home? Take me to see your mother. I want to explain your cultivation talent to her in person."

Lin Jiao nodded slightly and replied, "My home is in the southwest of the village, very close to Brother Lin Xiao's home. Sir Envoy, could you help Brother Lin Xiao test it again? I think he really should be able to practice."

The messenger patted Lin Jiao's shoulder gently and said with a smile: "Let's go to your house first. Once things are arranged, we can discuss Lin Xiao's situation."

Although Lin Xiao was still unwilling, he knew that the result could not be changed.

He watched the messenger and Lin Jiao depart with mixed feelings. He was not the Lin family's biological son, but had been adopted one morning six years ago by the elderly couple who were the eldest son of the Lin family.

At that time, the eldest son and his wife of the Lin family were over fifty years old and had no children. They believed that Lin Xiao was a blessing from God, so they treated him as their own flesh and blood and loved him very much.

Lin Jiao is the daughter of the youngest legitimate son of the Lin family. She has been as close to Lin Xiao as a sibling since childhood.