Tie Wuqing's Fortuitous Opportunity

"Senior, how do we enter the Stone Gate for the trial?"

Ye Xiaofan heard the sourness in the miniature dragon's tone and did not ask any more about spiritual roots.

"I don't know."

The miniature dragon snorted coldly, ignored Ye Xiaofan, and viciously gnawed on the Blood Qi Pill in its claws.

As though it bore some deep-seated grudge.

Ye Xiaofan awkwardly rubbed his nose. He could already tell that this miniature dragon was probably not very old, about the same as an eight- or nine-year-old child.

Yet its cultivation had reached at least the ninth level of Body Tempering, with two blood exchanges, perhaps even three.

"Gang Leader Tie, you should try as well."

Ye Xiaofan turned to Tie Wuqing. Since the miniature dragon was unwilling to speak, they could only think of another way after Tie Wuqing finished her test.

No one could refuse the inheritance of an Immortal Emperor. He had to find a way to get a bite of it.

"Alright!"

Tie Wuqing nodded, placed her hand on the stele, and circulated her qi and blood.

At once, the stele bloomed with light again, though it was very faint and merely covered the stele.

Compared to Ye Xiaofan's, it was like a firefly beside the bright moon.

When the light faded, four blue light spots appeared on the stele's surface.

The miniature dragon cast it a furtive glance, then continued eating Blood Qi Pills by itself.

Tie Wuqing raised her willow brows slightly. Although she did not know how Spiritual Root Grades were classified,

she could roughly guess from the light emitted by the stele and the number of light spots that the brighter the light, the higher the Spiritual Root Grade.

I wonder what level my Spiritual Root Grade is. But compared to Xiaofan's, it is like a firefly beside the bright moon. No wonder his cultivation speed is so fast.

Tie Wuqing sighed inwardly and turned around, preparing to ask Ye Xiaofan what they should do next.

She had not even realized that, without noticing, she had begun to regard Ye Xiaofan as her pillar of support.

At that moment, Ye Xiaofan stood with his arms folded, his head tilted as he stared at the miniature dragon, pondering how to pry information out of it.

An Immortal Emperor's cultivation art could not possibly be below top grade. As long as he got his hands on it, he would not have to worry about cultivation arts in the future and could simply focus on making money.

Tie Wuqing had just turned around and had not yet had the chance to speak when another change occurred in the great hall.

The three Stone Gates on the wall shot out a beam of golden light that enveloped Ye Xiaofan.

Then Ye Xiaofan's figure vanished from the hall, and the golden light dispersed with him.

Tie Wuqing hurriedly looked toward the three Stone Gates, her eyes full of expectation.

She too longed to obtain the Immortal Emperor's inheritance.

However, after waiting for a long time, the three Stone Gates showed no further reaction.

"Stop looking. Your Spiritual Root is too trashy. You do not even qualify to participate in the trial."

A childish voice came from behind her.

"My Spiritual Root Grade isn't high enough?"

It was as though a basin of ice-cold water had been poured over her head.

An Immortal Emperor!

Just hearing the name made it clear that such a being stood at the pinnacle of the world.

Yet for the inheritance of such a powerful expert, she did not even qualify to take part in the trial.

Tie Wuqing's gaze dimmed. Her earlier excitement and exhilaration were ruthlessly extinguished.

If I could obtain the Immortal Emperor's inheritance, I could avenge Mother. I can't accept this.

Tie Wuqing subconsciously lifted the Wine Gourd at her waist and poured its contents into her mouth.

A rich fragrance of wine immediately spread through the air.

"Little girl, what is that thing? It smells so good. Hurry and let me have a taste."

At some point, the miniature dragon had climbed onto the Spirit Root Detection Stele. It stared curiously at the Wine Gourd in Tie Wuqing's hand,

swallowing mouthful after mouthful of saliva.

Looking at the finger-thick miniature dragon before her, Tie Wuqing's eyes flickered, and a plan immediately formed in her mind.

She then smiled brightly and copied Ye Xiaofan's manner of speaking. "Senior, this is wine. It tastes very good. Would you like some?"

"Hurry and let me taste it."

The miniature dragon nodded frantically.

Tie Wuqing did not waste words. She dripped a single drop of wine into the miniature dragon's mouth.

The miniature dragon smacked its lips, and two rays of light immediately shot from its glossy black eyes.

Whoosh!

Tie Wuqing only felt her vision blur and her hand grow light. The Wine Gourd had already vanished.

She hurriedly turned her head and saw the miniature dragon holding the Wine Gourd, more than ten times larger than itself, over its head as it poured wine into its mouth.

There had not been much wine left in the gourd to begin with, and the miniature dragon drained it in one gulp.

When the last drop entered its mouth, the miniature dragon let out a wine-scented burp, narrowed its eyes, and patted its stomach contentedly.

"Little girl, I do not drink for nothing. Tell me, what do you want?"

Tie Wuqing was secretly amazed that the finger-thick miniature dragon had drunk so much wine without its belly changing in the slightest when she suddenly heard its words.

Her disappointed, unwilling heart blazed hot once more.

"Senior, do you have a way to let me participate in the trial?"

"No. That trial was set by that annoying old man. Your Spiritual Root Grade does not meet the requirement, so you cannot enter."

Tie Wuqing was disappointed again. She turned to look at the three Stone Gates on the wall, her eyes filled with unwillingness.

"Ah, what is so great about a lousy inheritance? That annoying old man left over a hundred million inheritances like this. It is nothing special. How about I give you a cultivation art instead?"

The miniature dragon climbed onto the Spirit Root Detection Stele again, examining Tie Wuqing as it spoke disdainfully.

"Really?"

Tie Wuqing had already given up all hope, but upon hearing the miniature dragon's words, she asked in surprise.

"Your Spiritual Root is too trashy. It will not be easy to find one. Let me think carefully about what cultivation art would suit you."

The moment the miniature dragon agreed to give Tie Wuqing a cultivation art, it regretted it. Its inherited memories did indeed contain some top-grade human cultivation arts.

But Tie Wuqing's Spiritual Root was only fourth grade. Giving her a top-grade cultivation art would only harm her.

Tie Wuqing's face first darkened, then she stared eagerly and expectantly at the frowning miniature dragon.

Trading some worthless wine for a cultivation art was no different from a pie falling out of the sky.

"I've got it!"

After a moment,

the miniature dragon's brows relaxed and its eyes lit up. Within the inherited memories it had unlocked, it found an extremely useless top-grade cultivation art.

Heaven Mending Art!

This cultivation art was said to be a fragment created by a supreme existence beyond Immortal Emperors.

Upon reaching the Perfection Realm, it could raise a living being's innate talent to seventh grade. The ancestors of the Dragon Clan had found it interesting and included it in their inherited memories.

"Your Spiritual Root is only fourth grade, and I do not have a cultivation art suitable for you. But I have one that can raise your Spiritual Root to seventh grade. Do you want it?"

"Yes!"

Tie Wuqing hurriedly nodded. She had already guessed that a Spiritual Root was a person's talent.

The higher one's Spiritual Root Grade, the higher-grade cultivation arts one could cultivate, and the faster one's cultivation speed would be.

A cultivation art capable of defying heaven and changing one's fate was practically an immortal art.

After the miniature dragon passed the Heaven Mending Art to Tie Wuqing, it began gnawing on Blood Qi Pills with relish again, muttering nonstop, "It would be nice if there were some wine."

Meanwhile, Tie Wuqing stood there in a daze.

The Heaven Mending Art could indeed raise any Spiritual Root below seventh grade to seventh grade, and it was not difficult to cultivate.

As long as one had the corresponding heavenly treasures and earthly materials, one could cultivate it smoothly to the Perfection Realm.

She had never even heard of many of the heavenly treasures and earthly materials required within it.

They were simply not things she had the ability to obtain.

She felt that the miniature dragon had toyed with her.

Elsewhere,

"Spatial Teleportation?"

After a wave of weightlessness passed.

Ye Xiaofan opened his eyes again and found himself standing on a plaza paved with white jade slabs.

Straight ahead stood a towering mountain that pierced the clouds. At its foot, a flight of stone steps stretched upward and disappeared into the clouds.

A stele stood to the left of the stone steps.

The stele bore the words—Climb to the mountaintop, and you may obtain my inheritance!

Ye Xiaofan walked around and discovered that he could only move within a radius of thirty meters. The only path out of this place was that flight of stone steps.

Ye Xiaofan no longer hesitated and stepped onto the first stone stair.