The Value of a Spiritual Root Bearer

"Master Fang... Immortal Fang!"

Qu Yan's voice was hurried. He noticed the coldness in Fang Shu's eyes, and cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.

Upon seeing this, the other disciples from the surrounding dojos also quickly spoke up:

"Greetings, Senior Brother Fang!" "Greetings, Immortal Master Fang!"

Regardless of age or the order in which they entered, everyone present greeted Fang Shu respectfully, and no one dared to address Fang Shu as "Junior Brother."

Qin Min, who was lying on the door panel, heard the sound and her expression changed. Her eyes rolled and she stared intently in the direction where Fang Shu was.

However, because she was lying on the door panel, she couldn't see Fang Shu, but she could sense that someone was indeed standing there.

Fang Shu glanced around the Medicine Hall, but instead of speaking or doing anything, he calmly asked Qu Yan:

Does Master know about this?

Qu Yan looked even more uneasy.

How could he dare let the Lone Pavilion Master know about such a blatant act of taking advantage of someone's misfortune? Moreover, he deliberately chose a time when the Lone Pavilion Master was out today.

Seeing the other person hesitate, Fang Shu immediately understood. So he turned to the other person with a half-smile and said:

"You'd better talk to your master about this yourself."

Upon hearing this, Qu Yan immediately lowered his head:

"Yes, Master Fang is right."

I will definitely apologize to my master; I was far too rude today.

As he spoke, Qu Yan felt a slight sense of relief and quickly bowed to Fang Shu again.

Whether Fang Shu was simply too lazy to manage the matter or deliberately gave him a chance to admit his mistake, it was a good thing for him.

After saying this, Qu Yan lowered his head and quickly left the Medicine Hall.

Before leaving, the man hurriedly bowed to Qin Min, who was standing on the door panel, as an apology.

The noise in the courtyard subsided.

Fang Shu glanced at the crowd and then decided to stroll around and leave the place.

As for whether Qu Yan will come to Qin Min to "propose marriage" again after today's events, that's not his business; it's up to the Lone Pavilion Master to decide.

Moreover, given Qin Min's current situation, if she were to marry one of her fellow apprentices, even if she were to become a concubine, it wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing in the context of the market.

It's better than marrying an outsider and dying without knowing why.

But just as Fang Shu turned around, he heard a thud behind him:

"Senior Brother Fang, please wait... please wait!"

Turning around, he saw Qin Min lying on the door panel, her face originally indifferent. She struggled to fall off the door panel, her mouth hissing coldly.

Her older sister Qin Ji, immediately exclaimed, "Bao'er!"

Although paralyzed from the waist down, Qin Min supported herself with her hands. She refused her sister's help and instead crawled towards Fang Shu with all her might, bowing respectfully with a look of deep pleading and hope on her face.

"Senior Brother Fang, I've heard that members of the Immortal Sect are allowed to bring servants and concubines with them after joining the sect."

Please, Senior Brother Fang, accept me as your disciple!

The woman hurriedly added in a panic:

"Senior brother, there's no need to take me up the mountain now. I can wait for you at the foot of the mountain, for a year, two years, ten years! I only ask that you take notice of me, and I'll wait forever!"

These words caused a stir among the surrounding disciples.

The crowd looked at the woman with a mixture of suspicion, pity, and mockery.

"They're already in this state, and they still want to go up the mountain and join the sect? They really think they're something special!"

"Tsk tsk, she'd rather be a servant or concubine of a disciple of the Immortal Sect than be someone else's wife."

Silence fell over the scene, but the onlookers were whispering amongst themselves.

Fang Shu stared intently at the woman without saying a word, but the turmoil in his eyes deepened.

He then cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Qin Min before continuing on his way.

Fang Shu turn around again, Qin Min looked anxious.

She crawled frantically toward Fang Shu, completely ignoring the strange looks from those around her, and even cried out urgently:

"Senior brother, senior brother! I still have Spirit Root, I still have a womb, I can have children, I'm not a waste!"

Please, senior brother, take me in... Even if it means being a furnace for your medicine, even if it means being a slave to your medicine, please take me up the mountain!

Her voice was hoarse, as if she were grasping at the last straw, a mixture of excitement and fear.

However, Fang Shu only paused slightly, without turning back to look at her again.

Watching Fang Shu's receding figure, Qin Min cried out:

"Senior brother! You were the one who guided me when I first entered the academy!!"

Its voice was mournful and shrill, as if it wanted to shout out all the resentment and despair in its heart.

"Master, is Junior Sister Qin's injury truly beyond saving?"

Inside the Solitary Gu Hall, Fang Shu spoke up curiously.

After returning to the Lone Pavilion Master, the master immediately summoned Fang Shu, Du Yu'er, and Xiao Lili to the council hall to give them important instructions.

Upon hearing this, the Lone Pavilion Master immediately looked dejected.

She nodded heavily and sighed.

"I have examined her carefully and also asked the envoy of the Immortal Sect to take a look. Qin Min's spine is broken, her internal organs are injured, her Qi and Blood are almost completely lost, her Dantian is destroyed, and she doesn't even have the Bandit Cultivator."

The fact that she's out of danger is already a testament to her strong will to live, which is truly remarkable. If she can recover her spine and walk again, it will be a testament to the good deeds of her ancestors and her great fortune.

The Lone Pavilion Master delivered a merciless verdict:

"As for cultivation, even if she possesses Spirit Root, it's impossible for her to succeed. After all, while Spirit Root are rare, they still require a physical body to rely on, unless... she is one of the even rarer individuals with special Spirit Root in her soul, who can cultivate their soul without relying on a Divine Soul body."

Unfortunately, Qin Min is not one of them.

Having learned this, Fang Shu wasn't too surprised; he simply nodded calmly.

These circumstances were generally consistent with what he knew.

Given Qin Min's current physical condition, the only two things she can do that are related to cultivation are: one is to use the other person's body to have many children, hoping to give birth to offspring with Spirit Root.

This is also the greatest value of her crippled body.

Secondly, because it possesses Spirit Root, those interested can use it as a special experimental material to test various elixirs and poisons, commonly known as a "medicine slave."

Even the first one...

Although those with Heavenly Spirit Root have a certain chance of giving birth to offspring with Spirit Root, the probability is extremely slim and unpredictable.

Even those Aristocratic Clan of cultivators cannot guarantee that those with Spirit Root will necessarily produce offspring with Spirit Root.

According to popular belief, the descendants of those with Spirit Root have a slightly higher probability of developing Spirit Root compared to those Spirit Root.

However, this probability is more like a situation of "impossible" and "what if".

"Alright," the Lone Pavilion Master said gently.

"Let's not talk about such things. I will raise Bao'er in the temple and find her a good family later. As for you three, let me explain to you what has happened since you came up the mountain and joined the sect."

Entering Immortal Sect is not as simple as people say; it's not all good. There are many intricacies involved.

Upon Fang Shu immediately composed himself and stopped paying attention to other matters.

He couldn't help but be surprised, and glanced at the two women beside him, especially Xiao Lili.

Besides him, are these two women also planning to join the sect this year?

Inside the hall, Du Yu'er was alright; she looked calm, as if she had known about this all along.

As for Xiao Lili, she looked completely astonished and doubtful, as if she wondered if she had misheard.

Calmly, Fang Shu listened carefully and finally understood the reason for the matter. He realized that going up the mountain was not a good thing for Xiao Lili; it was a combination of risk and opportunity.