Entangled Threads (1)

During that time, Xu Yuan had grown close to the younger disciples.

He had a lively streak himself and never put on airs around them. He was especially good at explaining cultivation theory. No matter how obscure the principles governing the interplay of Spirit Roots or how complicated a question of constitution compatibility, he could break it down in a few sentences and make it easy to understand.

With his keen and precise knowledge of special constitutions, it was not long before everyone began turning to him for answers.

Whether they were troubled by a mutated Spirit Root or struggling to match a constitution with a cultivation method, Xu Yuan could always give them a clear, thorough analysis. Before long, disciples who hit a bottleneck went straight to Gu Jingzhao's residence. His courtyard became a gathering place for those who shared an interest in studying the Innate Spirit Body.

One warm afternoon, a group of disciples gathered in Gu Jingzhao's courtyard. They sat around the stone table eating spirit fruit and chattering about Innate Spirit Bodies.

"Where do Innate Spirit Bodies come from, anyway? I heard a disciple on the next peak has two ordinary cultivators for parents, but he was born with a Spirit-Communing Constitution. It seems completely random!"

"Right? If only you could inherit one. If my parents had that constitution, maybe I'd have gotten lucky too."

"Forget it. If they were hereditary, the great clans would be full of Innate Spirit Bodies. We wouldn't be sitting here discussing it."

"It's not like there are no examples of inheritance. For instance..."

Everyone chimed in, and the debate grew lively.

Suddenly, a round-faced disciple in the corner slapped his thigh. His clear voice rose above the chatter. "Hey! Speaking of special constitutions, isn't Third Senior Brother's Sword Bone incredibly