Crossing the Immortal Cultivation Realm

Quick, quick, the time for the City Lord's Manor to test the children for spiritual roots is about to end. If you miss this village, there'll be no such shop.

I wonder if my little one has spiritual roots.

Whether they do or not, go test and you'll know. If they have spiritual roots, you'll have some backbone in the lineage in the future, won't you?

That's right, I heard that if the talent is all right and there's a chance to become a disciple of the City Lord's Manor, they'll even give the family a hundred taels of silver.

Oh, it used to be fifty taels. This time we must seize the chance, it's doubled.

Hurry up, hurry up.

Hearing the crowd's words, Jiang Lu twitched her ears and poked her head out from the weeds by the roadside. The hair on her head was disheveled, her face carried a trace of anxious red along with some dust smudges, and she looked rather disheveled.

The trees around here, the village not far away, and what those uncles and older brothers had just said all proved that she had long since left the familiar Blue Star.

Her expression was dazed for a split second, and then an incredible thought surged into her heart.

She seemed to have transmigrated.

Then she lowered her head to look at the clothes on her body. Fortunately, fortunately, they were still the clothes she wore before, and she hadn't transmigrated into someone else's body.

In the morning, she had originally been attending a Hanfu club gathering.

In the evening, per the leadership's request, she went back to work overtime for a bit. Who knew that when she was getting ready to head home, the lights flickered and she plunged into unconsciousness for a fraction of a second.

The moment she opened her eyes, she arrived here.

She didn't want to transmigrate!

She had finally found a fairy-like job—weekends off with no overtime, five insurances and one housing fund yielding seven thousand, simple work and friendly leadership.

Just how devoid of fortune was she?

This was the very first time she had worked overtime since starting the job half a year ago, which felt quite novel to her, and who would have thought it was also the last time!

Fortunately she was an orphan, though it was a pity about the ten thousand yuan inside her bank card that she had saved for such a long time. She wondered if she'd ever have the chance to return in the future.

She sighed, but she was naturally a person who took things as they came. Thinking of what the crowd had just said, she couldn't help but secretly grow excited.

Spiritual roots!?

If nothing went wrong, she seemed to have transmigrated to a world where one could cultivate.

Luckily it wasn't pure antiquity, she let out a breath and felt a lot more relaxed.

She immediately crawled out from the weeds. There were quite a few people on the road who were alone just like her, and she didn't look particularly conspicuous among them.

Only, she certainly didn't think this place was like the novels she usually read. Foreign countries were already so chaotic, let alone this immortal cultivation world where one fought the heavens for life—whether it was a high-dimensional world or a low-dimensional world, it wasn't something an ordinary person like her living in a peaceful era could imagine.

Before figuring out the survival rules of this world, she couldn't act rashly.

Following the crowd for a long way, when her lips were somewhat chapped and her clothes somewhat disheveled, she finally saw that towering city wall, twice the height of any ancient city she had ever seen.

Stopping to catch her breath slightly, she saw quite a few people walking back despondently and quite a few others excitedly heading into the city gates.

Looking to both sides, she saw a dozen or so stalls set up on either flank of the city. In front of the stalls, all the people who had run over alongside her were standing in lines.

She immediately found a less crowded queue and lined up at the back. In no time, quite a few people lined up right behind her—good thing she had run fast.

Put your hand up.

Soon it was Jiang Lu's turn. Before her brain could react, her hand was already extended, purely because this voice was so full of vigor and breath that she subconsciously obeyed his words. Perhaps he was a practitioner.

Twelve years old, qualifies.

Seeing Jiang Lu place her hand onto that round red stone, twelve circles appeared on it. The man spoke as he handed Jiang Lu a wooden plaque.

Take this and go inside to test your spiritual roots.

After finishing, he said to the person behind her, Next.

Jiang Lu accepted the wooden plaque and stood to the side staring at it for a good while. Only then did she understand that this was a preliminary screening; only those under twelve years of age had the opportunity to go test for spiritual roots.

Normally, however, disciples of large lineages began testing for spiritual roots at age six. At twelve, it was already somewhat late.

Yet she... twelve years old? This made her ten years younger!

She hadn't grown much in height after she turned twelve, going only from one meter fifty to one meter fifty-eight, and her weight hadn't changed either—that was why she hadn't reacted in time. In that case, didn't this mean she had hope of growing taller!

Her previous height was only one meter fifty-eight. If she had spiritual roots and cultivated, growing to one-seventy should be possible, right?

Looking around left and right, she immediately headed toward the city. Stopped at the city gates, she showed the wooden plaque to the two imposing guards standing beside her and was let right in.

She couldn't help but cautiously raise her gaze to look at the two of them, then immediately averted her eyes as her body stiffened somewhat. There was no mistake about it—the aura on these two definitely wasn't something ordinary people could possess.

Then a fierce wave of excitement surged within her: cultivating to become an immortal, arts of traversing the skies and vaulting over earth, the yearning carved into her bones!

They say nobody in Flowerland lacks a dream of immortal cultivation. She simply had to possess spiritual roots; if she didn't, as long as she lived, she would definitely find a method of cultivation. At this moment her inner resolve hardened, and the restlessness brought by transmigration was quietly smoothed away.

Jiang Lu gazed at the bustling streets, moving forward with the crowd. Suddenly, a shout rang out, and the people immediately scrambled to hide on both sides of the street. She was shoved by the crowd to one side, and the surroundings abruptly quieted down as if one could hear a silver needle drop.

Jiang Lu cautiously looked up and saw two processions walking over from the end of the road. Leading them was a white giant elephant, its tusks long and fierce, its trunk swaying slightly as it walked. Between its brows was a rune, its eyes pitch-black, with endless brutality churning within its pupils.

Atop the giant elephant sat a sedan chair, radiating a white glow, and inside sat a woman wearing a veil.

The people in the two processions behind were also riding upon giant elephants, though compared to the lead elephant, they were much smaller.

A biting and cold aura emanated from them. Hearing a massive roar burst from the giant elephant's mouth, the crowd immediately covered their ears.

They passed right in front of Jiang Lu, and no one dared to obstruct the procession's forward path. Once the procession was out of sight, the crowd resumed their previous bustling din, though it was much sparser than before.

Who is that? How dare they act so arrogant in the city! Aren't they afraid the guard unit will make trouble?

How come you don't even know her?

Oh? Hearing this brother's words, do you know who this person is?

Naturally. Why, she is none other than the West River City Lord's maternal niece—He Xiao! She's merely twenty years old this year, yet she already possesses the strength of the Fourth Level of Qi Refinement!

Fourth Level of Qi Refinement, no wonder she has the capital to be arrogant.

And which faction is this He Clan?

The He Clan also falls within the sphere of West River City; they are one of the rare Foundation Establishment lineages in West River City. On the surface, the lineage has three Foundation Establishment cultivators, and secretly there are even more.

Look at the giant elephant she's riding—that's a Grade-Three Spirit Beast, a Tusked Giant Elephant. The He Clan has beast tamers, so they carry some weight in this West River City.

So that's how it is, no wonder she dares to act so arrogant here.

(If you can't find the book by its title, you can try searching for the author instead—maybe it just changed its name!)