Master, don't tease me, you can't handle three of them.

Han Luo didn't show it on his face, but he was extremely shocked inside. It was actually a light spirit root!

After everyone's eyes adjusted, the atmosphere of the entire venue changed.

Many people were whispering among themselves.

"How could it be a light spirit root?"

"Uncle Jing is finished now."

"Light spirit root is a more suitable spirit root for making a cauldron than water spirit root!"

Some people's eyes gradually turned greedy.

Jing Shu had sharp ears and heard those words as well.

I was extremely surprised. It turns out that in this world, the Light Spirit Root is a top-tier physique for being a vessel for cultivation!

Fan Qingyan was the first to react. He scanned the crowd and shouted sternly, "Jing Shu is my junior brother and the junior uncle of the Yunzang Sect. Before you think about things you shouldn't, please consider your own status!"

Upon hearing this, everyone averted their gazes. The Cloud Burial Sect was indeed someone they couldn't afford to offend.

Some fearless individuals hid in the crowd and shouted, "Does the Cloud Burial Sect intend to interfere in the marriages of its disciples? He too will eventually find a Daoist partner!"

"That's it!"

"You!" Fan Qingyan was furious, but he couldn't punish him severely in front of everyone.

A cold laugh drew everyone's attention to Han Luo.

Her face, like a blooming frost flower, was stained with ice, and her eyes held a chilling coldness.

"Can't I discipline my own apprentice?"

Before the words were even finished, an ice crystal shot out and accurately grazed the troublemaker's cheek, leaving a thin line of blood.

"My apprentice is only six years old. What are you trying to achieve by asking such a question?" Han Luo's voice was calm and even, yet it was incredibly oppressive.

The man knelt down on the ground, trembling uncontrollably. He really wanted to kill him!

Fan Qingyan felt extremely satisfied. "Guards! Take this guest away! He's never welcome again!"

The man was also the leader of a minor sect, and his disciples nearly knelt down upon hearing this. This meant that the Cloud Burial Sect, one of the seven major sects, would sever all ties with them. From this point on, which sect would dare to befriend them?

It's over! It's all over!

Jing Shu, the protagonist, stayed quietly to the side, enjoying the protection from his master and the sect.

He'd seen plenty of greedy humans; one or two more wouldn't make a difference. Besides, he wasn't afraid; it was just a spiritual root, nothing to worry about.

"Exactly, minding your own business. It's none of our business if it's someone else's problem," Su Manyi sneered, her tone tinged with anger.

"Sect Leader Su, why are you so angry?" Li Ning asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing, just annoyed." Su Manyi replied casually, but her eyes searched for the people who had been making a fuss earlier, as if trying to remember them.

"I'm leaving now. The rest is up to you." Han Luo said this before leaving with his two disciples.

Fan Qingyan bowed and accepted.

"Old Fan, you were really cool just now."

Lu Jing put his arm around Fan Qingyan's shoulder, looking nonchalant, which infuriated Fan Qingyan, who slapped his hand away without hesitation.

"Alright, even if he has a light spiritual root, it's still a mutated single spiritual root. His future will definitely be better than my son's," Zheng Hongtian comforted him. "Besides, with the Cloud Burial Sect and Immortal Venerable Hanluo, they can definitely protect him."

“This boy is blessed with good fortune and has a bright future,” Zhang Tianxing, who had been silent all along, suddenly said.

After these words were spoken, the whole audience was silent.

The Heavenly Evolution Sect – a representative of the Heavenly Dao. Each sect leader is chosen by the Heavenly Dao Stone left behind by the Heavenly Dao, possessing an insight that ordinary people lack, able to see through the fate of all things in the world and guide them onto the right path.

"Hahahaha, Sect Leader Zhang's words are reassuring." Fan Qingyan laughed heartily, all his previous displeasure vanishing.

Everyone congratulated Fan Qingyan, but Zhang Tianxing remained silent, sipping his fine spiritual tea.

Cold Peak.

After handing the sleeping Gu Meng to the wet nurse, Han Luo ignored the little tail following behind her and returned to her room.

"Bang!" The door was slammed shut.

Jing Shu quickly stepped back to avoid having his nose pinched.

Is Master angry? Jing Shu touched his nose guiltily.

Master probably guessed it: Jing Shu already knew what attribute his spiritual root was, but he didn't tell Master beforehand. Instead, he showed his spiritual root to everyone, making him a hot commodity and causing a lot of trouble...

Jing Shu felt increasingly uneasy as he thought about it. He toddled out to the yard, laboriously lifted a large rock, and placed it under the windowsill.

Fortunately, the windowsill wasn't high, and Jing Shu, standing on the rock, managed to stick his head inside.

"Master, I was wrong, please forgive me."

A soft, sweet little voice came from the windowsill. Hanluo, who was drinking tea, looked up and saw a little head leaning against the window, looking aggrieved.

"What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't have kept it a secret from Master that I have a Light Spiritual Root, I shouldn't have chosen to have my Spiritual Root tested in front of everyone, and I shouldn't have caused Master so much trouble..."

"Thump!" The porcelain cup was slammed onto the table. Jing Shu was startled and dared not say another word.

Han Luo was furious! Was it because of this trouble?!

"Do you know what the Light Spirit Root means to those with wicked intentions? I can protect you, but there will be times when I'm not around. Once you're caught, you should know what awaits you!"

Jing Shu felt even more guilty after hearing this. "I'm sorry, Master. I really didn't know that the Light Spirit Root had this effect. In my understanding, the Light Spirit Root is very powerful."

Han Luo's expression softened slightly. Forget it, why should he get angry with a child?

The next second, Jing Shu was pulled into the house by a gentle and cool spiritual force.

"These are scrolls for drawing Qi into the body, as well as spells that can be used by those with a Light Spirit Root." Han Luo took out several scrolls from her storage bag and handed them to Jing Shu.

Jing Shu flipped through the pages. "Master, why are there only healing spells and no offensive ones?"

“Light spiritual roots are not offensive, so the spells you learn will naturally not be offensive either. Afterwards, you will learn swordsmanship from me for attack,” Han Luo explained.

Jing Shu pondered. It seemed that this was the difference between the two worlds. Light was the source of all things, and it was naturally excellent for healing, but that did not mean it was weak.

Jing Shu carefully put away the scroll. "Master, don't worry. I will work hard to cultivate and protect myself."

Han Luo didn't speak, but had Jing Shu come closer. Using her finger blood as a guide, she drew a magic circle and inserted it into Jing Shu's brow.

Jing Shu stood still obediently until the magic array was completed before asking, "Master, what is this?"

"It's for your safety." Han Luo didn't intend to explain too much.

Jing Shu touched his forehead and muttered to himself, "This is... a perk for becoming an apprentice?"

Han Luo twitched the corner of her mouth and ignored him.