The Moonlit Sect's mountain gate was built against the mountainside. The blue-gray outlines of its halls loomed through the clouds and mist, their entirety wreathed in a faint halo of spiritual qi. It truly had the air of an immortal abode.
The large characters above the gate radiated an imposing, awe-inspiring grandeur. Even from afar, no one dared regard them lightly.
Jiang Man looked at the gate and compared it with the Wuyun Sect's.
He found that they were only somewhat similar in form.
There was naturally no comparison in any other respect.
But this was, after all, a sect established by backward ascetic cultivators. A lack of resources was only normal.
Reaching this level was already extraordinary.
Following the others closer, Jiang Man saw quite a few people heading inside the gate.
Most groups consisted of a middle-aged man leading several children.
But there were also fourteen- or fifteen-year-olds among them.
Rogue cultivators like Jiang Man were in the minority.
"Has the innate qi in those children not faded yet either?" Jiang Man asked, pointing at the fourteen- or fifteen-year-olds.
The middle-aged man shook his head. "They need to be tested. Coming here doesn't mean they can enter the sect. You've practiced a heretical path for years, but you may not be able to enter our Moonlit Sect either."
Jiang Man nodded and continued asking, "Are you testing spiritual roots?"
Many people did not have those.
Going by spiritual roots, among those in the Foundation Establishment Court, probably only those who had obtained secret techniques had them.
Wei Ran, for instance.
He wondered what cultivation Wei Ran had reached now.
Then there was Shangguan Liuyun, who was also far from ordinary.
"Spiritual roots are one aspect. Next is comprehension, and finally disposition and physique," the middle-aged man said.
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