Clan Cultivation: The Ye Clan

Ye Zhenzhen stood on tiptoe and craned her neck to look at the source of the commotion. It turned out that a thief had been caught stealing something, but he denied it and was shouting and arguing loudly.

Feeling bored, Ye Zhenzhen had just turned her gaze away when she heard Ye Zhenxin next to her ask, "What happened over there?"

"Catching a thief!" Ye Zhenzhen replied instinctively.

Ye Zhenxin looked at Ye Zhenzhen with surprise, "How did you know? This distance is over a hundred feet. Even with my Qi Refining stage divine sense, I can't see more than ten feet away."

Ye Zhenzhen grinned awkwardly and said, "I saw the thief stealing things when he passed by just now!" After saying that, she opened her big, round eyes and looked at Ye Anxin with a sincere expression, trying to convince her.

She wondered to herself, "What's going on? No, I saw it with my divine sense." With that thought, Ye Zhenzhen closed her eyes and began to project her divine sense.

She saw an old man carrying firewood at the city gate, and about 50 feet behind him, an uncle selling candied hawthorns.

This is the divine sense of the Golden Core stage! Her divine sense from her previous life has returned along with her rebirth! This shouldn't be the case. Normally, one only awakens their divine sense at the fourth level of Qi Refining. The divine sense of the Qi Refining stage is about ten feet, the Foundation Establishment stage about a hundred feet, and the Golden Core stage about a thousand feet. Is this a perk of being reborn? Ye Zhenzhen wondered, but no one could give her an answer.

Now that we have it, let's put it to use.

Ye Zhenzhen used her divine sense to look at the platform in the spirit testing square, thinking to herself, "It's so slow! I still have to wait a long time!"

As her divine sense swept over the people on the platform, it also swept over the seated Samantabhadra. He was imposing, with a dignified appearance. His eyes shone like cold stars, and his eyebrows were as black as if painted with lacquer. His chest was broad, exuding an aura of power that could rival ten thousand men. Clearly a celestial being banished from heaven, how did Shen Leling manage to drag him down to the mortal realm! What a pity!

At this moment, Master Puxian suddenly looked up at Ye Zhenzhen, thinking to himself, "Is the divine sense of a Golden Core cultivator observing us intentionally or unintentionally? Is it ignorance or provocation?"

Master Puxian released his divine sense to check all the participants in the Spirit Testing Assembly, but found no Golden Core cultivators. What was going on? He decided to check a couple more times, but still nothing. He must have sensed something wrong. Master Puxian was slightly relieved and continued to monitor the situation at the Spirit Testing Assembly.

Ye Zhenzhen quietly patted her chest, muttering to herself, "That scared me to death! Luckily, I withdrew my divine sense quickly, or my plan would have been ruined. How could I have forgotten the rules of cultivation after only half a day of being reborn? I deserve a beating! Randomly observing others with my divine sense is a provocation. I must remember the rules of the cultivation world; I can't forget them, I can't get carried away! Be careful!"

Ye Zhenzhen slapped her head in annoyance, her little brows furrowing and relaxing, which made Ye Anxin laugh.

Ye Anxin squatted down, picked up Ye Zhenzhen, and asked, "Zhen'er, what are you thinking about again? You keep frowning and then letting go."

"I didn't expect that!" Ye Zhenzhen quickly turned her back to Ye Anxin and changed the subject, saying, "Mom, look, isn't it almost our turn? Let me walk forward quickly!"

Looking at her daughter's guilty little face in her arms, Ye Anxin shook her head with a smile, thinking to herself, "This little potato is so young and already has some little schemes."

Soon it was Ye Zhenzhen's turn. She turned back and looked at her mother with a complicated expression before taking firm steps onto the high platform in the square.

The white-clad fairy sitting across the table looked at the nervous little girl who had just walked up and said to Ye Zhenzhen in a soft tone, "Don't be nervous, just put your hand on the spirit-testing plate."

Ye Zhenzhen obediently placed her left hand on the spirit-testing plate and felt a faint spiritual energy enter her body from her left hand, travel through her eight extraordinary meridians, and return to the spirit-testing plate.

Right now, Ye Zhenzhen made a hand seal behind her back with her right hand, and immediately released spiritual power of the three attributes of earth, fire and metal with her left hand.

The spirit-testing disc lit up with green and blue beams of light, which rose very high.

The white-clad fairy opposite her exclaimed excitedly, "Top-grade dual spiritual roots of water and wood!"

Before the words were even finished, the spirit-testing disc lit up with brown, yellow, and red beams of light one after another, and each beam only rose a little bit.

The white-clad fairy opposite Ye Zhenzhen looked at her with pity and said, "A useless five-elemental spiritual root."

Ye Zhenzhen feigned ignorance and said, "Fairy sister, am I unable to cultivate?"

The fairy in white said, "Well, it is possible to cultivate, but it will be very difficult and the level up will be very slow."

Looking at that adorable little face, the white-robed fairy couldn't bear it and said a few more words, "In the cultivation world, the fewer spiritual roots one has, the faster one cultivates and the faster one levels up; that means the fewer colors on the spirit testing plate, the faster one cultivates, and the higher the light pillar, the faster one cultivates. As for you, with five useless spiritual roots, cultivation may take longer. If you want to join our sect, you may have to start as a menial disciple."

"A menial disciple? Does that mean you have to do a lot of work?" Ye Zhenzhen asked, her big, innocent eyes wide as she looked at the white-clad fairy opposite her.

"Yes," the white-robed fairy replied patiently. "Do you want to go? If so, take this token and go to the back to queue up to return to your sect."

Ye Zhenzhen looked back at her mother below the platform, then at the white-clad fairy opposite her, and said cautiously, "I think I'd better not go. I'm only 6 years old and can't do any work."

"Then you may leave." The white-clad fairy waved her hand, signaling Ye Zhenzhen to leave.

Ye Zhenzhen walked down the platform with a dejected look on her face, but secretly she was happy, and headed towards Ye Anxin.

As I passed by the Venerable Samantabhadra, I heard a voice say, "Wait."

Ye Zhenzhen tensed up immediately, her hands clenched slightly, she took a deep breath, slowly turned around to face Master Puxian, pretending to look at him with a blank expression, without saying a word.

Master Puxian looked at the little girl in front of him and felt a pang of pity. He didn't know why he felt this way, but he still kindly said to the little girl, "The sect has Spirit Cleansing Pills. Spirit Cleansing Pills can cleanse excess spiritual roots. You can work as a servant in the sect first and slowly accumulate points to exchange for Spirit Cleansing Pills."

The other white-robed fairies stared at Master Puxian in shock, wondering, "What's wrong with our Martial Uncle? Is it worth trying to acquire a five-elemental useless spiritual root? Or is there something special about this little girl?"

In an instant, several probing gazes swept over Ye Zhenzhen from top to bottom and then from bottom to top several times, as if trying to see through her.

Ye Zhenzhen feigned fear and took a step back, saying, "Thank you, but... I still want to go home." She thought to herself, "Hmph, isn't going home better? I don't even care about being a personal disciple, let alone a mere menial disciple."

Master Puxian waved his hand, and Ye Zhenzhen took one last look at Master Puxian.

Thinking to myself, "Master, the past life is the past. In this life, we will not be master and disciple. May we never meet again in the rest of our lives!"

As Ye Zhenzhen thought about it, she ran off the stage and headed straight for her mother, Ye Anxin.

He took his mother's hand and walked towards the outside of the city.

As Puxian Zhenren looked at that small figure, he suddenly felt a moment of disorientation, as if something had left him.