Qin Miaoyi of the Luoshen Palace

"Seven-Colored Source Qi. One meridian opened."

Her voice paused.

"This person will be directly admitted by Luo God Palace, exempt from the retest."

Nangong Yao withdrew her hand, her expression calm, as though the person who had just caused a sensation throughout the venue was not her.

She turned and walked back to the awning, took her seat again, accepted the teacup handed over by a maid, and took a light sip.

The old woman from the Sacred Spirit Dynasty could not hide the smile at the corners of her mouth.

The crowd below finally erupted.

"Seven colors!"

"Nangong Yao is bound to achieve great things in the future... The Sacred Spirit Dynasty has truly struck it rich this time."

"No wonder the Prince of Southern Suppression personally sent people to escort her."

"I heard she sensed Source Qi when she was eight and opened her first meridian at eleven."

"Competing in the Spirit Appraisal Assembly in the same year as a genius like this—what chance do the others even have?"

Su Mu's face turned several shades paler.

Li Wei said nothing. She merely gripped Su Youwei's hand more tightly.

Su Youwei looked up at her mother.

"Mother, that big sister is amazing."

Li Wei forced a smile.

"Yes, she is."

The mother and daughter's conversation was drowned out by the noisy discussions around them.

More than a dozen children were tested afterward.

Some produced three colors and were registered on the preliminary selection list by Luo God Palace disciples, their parents overjoyed.

Some only lit one or two faint rings. The white-robed deacon gently shook his head, and their parents led them away with reddened eyes.

There was also one child whose hand pressed against the stele, but the monument did not stir in the slightest. Not even a