Fang Yu: My Sister Is the Electric Mother Heavenly Lord, and My Spiritual Root Is...

Not far from Xiang Family Restaurant, Fang Yu followed the man in blue into an alley and stopped.

"Come out!"

After stopping, the man in blue turned around, his expression somewhat displeased.

"This one is Fang Han. Greetings, Immortal Master."

Before the words had even faded, Fang Yu stepped out with a smile and respectfully greeted him.

His eyes remained fixed on the man in blue's every move. Even if a Qi Refinement cultivator used talismans to kill an enemy, it would still take time—more than enough time for him to return to the The Great Primordial World.

Moreover, having reached the Aura Realm, he could sense the slightest movement within a radius of thirty zhang. And with one of the Eclosion Sect's three foundational martial arts, the Dragon-Form Flying Tiger Step—

So long as he wished it, he could not exactly teleport across ten zhang, but it would be close enough.

Besides, within ten zhang, whether he approached them or not, he could kill anyone he wanted. Naturally, there was nothing to worry about.

The other party would not be on guard against a mortal or cast defensive spells, so he did not need to be overly concerned.

Of course, if he had not been worried that the man might not possess any cultivation methods or might not recognize the writing of the cultivation world, he might even have considered killing him for his treasures.

"You actually know I'm an Immortal Master?"

The man in blue was surprised and asked,

"Immortal Master, you are extraordinarily heroic and impressive..."

Hearing that, Fang Yu immediately poured out all the respectful phrases the Fang Family servants used in the past, praising him lavishly.

The man was not much older than Fang Yu, and since he could not even resist the pleasures of food and drink, his state of mind was likely not very advanced.

Under Fang Yu's barrage of praise, he was utterly delighted, his whole face glowing red.

"Not bad, not bad. You have some discernment. Tell me, what do you want from this Immortal Master? So long as I can do it, I will not refuse."

With a rosy face, the man in blue swept a hand grandly and made a lofty promise.

"Many thanks, Immortal Master. Might you be able to inspect whether this lowly one has any affinity with immortality?"

Fang Yu did not dare mention spiritual roots and could only call it affinity with immortality, which was also the common term among mortals.

"Affinity with immortality? Fine."

"If you truly have spiritual roots, this Immortal Master would not mind taking you into the cultivation world. As it happens, my brothers and I need someone to run errands."

After hearing Fang Yu's request, the man in blue instantly sobered up. He carefully examined Fang Yu, thought for a moment, and did not refuse. Instead, he named his condition.

"Many thanks, Immortal Master. If this lowly one truly obtains affinity with immortality, I will certainly never forget your kindness."

Fang Yu hurriedly made his respectful promise.

The man in blue gave Fang Yu a long look, and the smile on his face faded considerably. He nodded and instructed,

"Then come over!"

"Yes. I trouble you, Immortal Master."

Without the slightest fear, Fang Yu strode forward and extended an arm.

The man in blue immediately gripped his wrist, narrowing his eyes slightly.

At once, Fang Yu felt a peculiar force enter his body.

Spiritual sense? I wonder how it differs from mental power and mana.

Fang Yu thought.

At the same time, the man in blue inwardly marveled at the surging blood and qi in Fang Yu's body, far beyond that of an ordinary person.

Such blood and qi could almost only be possessed by the supreme masters of the mortal world.

Yet that was not what concerned him. What he cared about was whether Fang Yu possessed spiritual roots.

"How is this possible? You actually have a thunder-attribute spiritual root!"

A quarter of an hour later, the man in blue's expression changed drastically. He jumped up and cried out in shock.

"Come, I'll take you to see Eldest Brother."

As he spoke, without caring whether Fang Yu would refuse, he grabbed Fang Yu's arm and strode out of the alley.

Fang Yu had also learned the attribute of his spiritual root.

A Thunder Attribute Heterogeneous Spiritual Root. That made sense—his sister, Fang Qingxue, was the reincarnation of the Electric Mother Heavenly Lord. It was perfectly normal for him to have a Thunder Attribute Heterogeneous Spiritual Root, right?

He remembered that among the many spiritual root attributes in the Mortal World, Thunder Attribute Heterogeneous Spiritual Roots were renowned for their offensive power. Not bad at all.

In terms of aptitude, it was second only to Heavenly Spiritual Roots and the spiritual roots of certain special physiques.

But did independent cultivators even possess cultivation methods for Thunder Attribute Heterogeneous Spiritual Roots?

He truly could not be sure how many independent cultivators possessed methods for such an attribute.

I hope they do.

Fang Yu thought.

At this moment, Fang Yu followed the man in blue out of Auspicious Origin City and into a desolate wilderness outside the city.

There, he also met the other members of the Five Friends of Mount Meng: three men and one woman. Their leader was an elderly man with gray-white hair, while the other three were all in their twenties or thirties. The youngest woman could even be called a girl. Her looks were comparable to Zhang Xiuer's, with nothing particularly remarkable about them.

"Third Brother, why did you bring a mortal here?" The gray-white-haired elder fixed a sharp gaze on Fang Yu and asked in a deep voice.

His tone carried a trace of displeasure.

The others also looked at the man in blue with faint dissatisfaction.

"Eldest Brother, listen to me. This kid has a Thunder Attribute Heterogeneous Spiritual Root. If we can help him enter one of the Seven Great Sects, we might also be able to join the Seven Sects. Then we won't have to remain independent cultivators. We might even receive generous rewards from the seniors of the Seven Sects."

The man in blue chuckled and hurriedly explained.

Clearly, he intended to use Fang Yu as a tool to enter the Seven Sects.

After all, a Thunder Attribute Heterogeneous Spiritual Root meant that, so long as one did not perish midway, there was a considerable chance of becoming a Core Formation cultivator.

Of course, there was another method: possession. They could guide Fang Yu into becoming a cultivator, then possess him once he reached the fourth or fifth layer of Qi Refinement, thereby obtaining his Thunder Attribute Heterogeneous Spiritual Root.

Fang Yu was not worried about that at all. He could return to the The Great Primordial World at any time, so there was no need to fear such a thing.

Possession was not something that could be done in a short while. It required far too much time, so there was naturally no need for concern.

However, it seemed the man in blue had not considered this at all.

"A Thunder Attribute Heterogeneous Spiritual Root? Third Brother, are you telling the truth?"

The youngest woman cried out in shock, her pretty face filled with surprise and delight.

Her bright eyes glittered as she stared at Fang Yu, causing the man beside her, whose gaze at Fang Yu had originally been one of shock, to show several more traces of hostility.

"Of course. If you don't believe me, inspect him yourselves. Wouldn't that make it clear?"

Being doubted, the man in blue replied irritably.

"Enough, Third Brother. Does he truly have a Thunder Attribute Heterogeneous Spiritual Root?" The gray-white-haired elder spoke again to confirm.

His gaze toward Fang Yu held a few more traces of strange complexity.

"That's right. If Eldest Brother does not believe me, you can examine him personally. After all, your cultivation is the deepest among us."

The man in blue was far more respectful toward his elder brother.

"There's no need. Eldest Brother believes you."

"It's just that none of us possesses a Thunder Attribute Basic Cultivation Method. How are we supposed to teach him the path of cultivation, much less get him into one of the Seven Sects?"

"Well..."

"Eldest Brother, isn't the Ascension Conference about to begin? When the time comes, we can go there and pay our respects to the seniors of the Seven Sects. As for cultivation methods, I recall that the South Mountain Gathering is about to begin. There may be one there."

After thinking for a moment, the man in yellow said.