Lightning Spirit Root Lu Xun!
The spirit-testing ceremony continues.
As the sun began to set, more than half of the children in the White Jade Square had disappeared. Some were happy, some were sad. Whether or not one possessed Spirit Root completely determined two different lives, regardless of one's efforts.
It was all predetermined at birth.
"Next."
Sun Chengzu's voice was steady, without the slightest inflection.
Just then, a ragged, thin boy stepped forward. His straw sandals were worn through, and his toes were covered in mud, but his eyes were exceptionally clear and bright.
"Name, place of origin." The disciple in charge of registration didn't even look up.
"Lu Xun, Fenghe Commandery, Lower Valley Village." The boy's voice was hoarse.
Many refugees from Fenghe Commandery have fled to White Cloud Commandery due to the recent closure of the Fenghe Sect's mountain stronghold and the resulting chaos in the area.
"Place your hands on it, close your eyes, and clear your mind."
Lu Xun as instructed, placing his hands, covered in chilblains, on the spirit-testing Spirit Stone tablet.
One breath, two breaths.
The stone tablet remained completely still.
The registered disciple shook his head, about to tell the person to leave.
"Boom!"
A muffled thud came from inside the stone tablet.
Immediately afterwards, a blinding purple-gold light shot into the sky, soaring straight into the Yunxiao. A fierce wind instantly arose in the sky, and faint Lei Ming rumbled through the clouds.
Thick purple arcs of electricity crackled wildly across the surface of the stone tablet!
The entire hall fell silent.
The disciple froze, his brush falling from his hand. A glint flashed in Sun Chengzu's eyes, and he gripped the hilt of his sword tightly.
On the high platform, the Foundation Establishment elders who were sitting upright suddenly stood up in unison, staring intently at the purple light.
"Variant Spirit Root!"
"It's Lightning Spirit Root!"
Someone shouted, and the entire square instantly erupted in cheers.
Variant Spirit Root, a rare talent that only one in millions of mortals can possess.
As long as he doesn't die prematurely, the probability of Core Formation is 20% higher than that of Dual Spirit Roots. In any Golden Core sect, he would be Golden Core seedling worthy of being cultivated as the next sect leader!
Elder Yun Clan's eyes were bloodshot, and he was breathing rapidly.
A flash of blue light appeared beneath his feet, and he was about to rush down from the platform again. Elder Zhao Clan's face was also full of fanaticism, and flames flickered in his hands.
But the next moment, the Yun Clan elder abruptly stopped in his tracks.
The fervor on his face quickly faded, replaced by a deep sense of apprehension. He turned to look in the direction of Purple Firmament Peak.
There, thunderclouds shroud the area year-round, and thunder roars.
Elder Zhao Clan also realized what was happening, swallowed hard, silently put away the hand Method Formula, and calmly sat back down in his original position.
The other elders, who were not of the same surname, looked at each other, none of them moving an inch.
They certainly coveted the Variant Spirit Root.
But who in the entire White Cloud Temple would dare to accept Lightning Spirit Root? Who is worthy of accepting one?
That guy on Purple Firmament Peak cultivates Thunder Method, stealing promising talents with Lightning Spirit Root. Does he even deserve to teach them? Who could be more suitable to teach them than him?
Sun Chengzu took in the elders' reactions.
A faint smile appeared on his lips as he loosened his grip on the sword hilt. This was the oppressive feeling that came with absolute power.
Rules are worthless in the face of power; whoever has the bigger fist makes the rules.
A clear whistle echoed from the horizon.
A Daoist priest in green robes soared into the sky from Bo'an Peak, flying on his sword. In an instant, he had crossed several mountain peaks and landed here.
Sun Lin, dressed in a green robe, exuded a humble air, and his gaze finally settled on Lu Xun.
"Your name is Lu Xun?"
Lu Xun gazed at the figure with longing, nodding slightly but remaining silent.
"After the calamity that befell Fenghe Commandery, you have endured countless hardships to reach this place, yet your spirit remains resilient."
"The Lightning Spirit Root is associated with killing and destruction, which perfectly aligns with the lineage of my school. Sun Lin, the deputy Peak Master of both the Array and Talisman Peaks. Would you be willing to become my disciple and join my school?"
After saying that, Sun Lin flicked his finger, and a jade talisman landed in front of Lu Xun.
Lu Xun looked at the jade talisman in front of him, then at the immortal in mid-air.
Although he was young, he knew this was a chance to rise to the top in one step. Without hesitation, he knelt down and kowtowed three times.
"Disciple Lu Xun greets Master!"
"Good!"
"My good disciple!"
Sun Lin laughed loudly, waved his sleeve, and a gentle spiritual force lifted Lu Xun up. With a flash of sword light, Sun Lin Lu Xun away through the air.
Throughout the entire process, the Foundation Establishment elders on the high platform remained silent, their eyes closed and their minds focused.
By tacitly accepting the Sun Clan's offer to take this exceptional genius under their wing, the Sun Clan naturally had no reason to compete for the other two Dual Spirit Roots geniuses.
The Zhao and Yun factions did not entirely come up empty-handed.
Sun Chengzu watched the receding sword light, then turned to face the remaining ordinary children.
"Continue the spirit test."
In the blink of an eye--
As the sun set, the grand opening ceremony for accepting disciples came to a successful conclusion.
This time, White Cloud Temple admitted a total of 35 inner disciple, more than 200 outer disciples, and more than 500 miscellaneous disciples.
Including the brother and sister with Dual Spirit Roots, and Lu Xun with the Lightning Spirit Root, this is already the White Cloud Temple in the past hundred years...
An unprecedented golden age!
It is guarded by two Golden Core cultivators, True Person Yunxiao and Ancestor Shi.
Internally, the Yun, Zhao, and Sun lineages are advancing in unison, and the sect now possesses the three inheritances of Cloud, Sword, and Thunder, further perfecting the art of beast taming!
The mid-level Foundation Establishment cultivator has returned to his peak.
Aside from the ten Foundation Establishment who went to war, there are still fifteen Foundation Establishment cultivators stationed inside the sect. If we include the numerous level 2 and 3 Demon Beast, the number of Foundation Establishment remains at around twenty.
And among the new generation, this is unprecedented.
Not only does it have prodigies like Sun Chengzu, but it is also recruiting disciples this year.
Furthermore, two geniuses with Dual Spirit Roots and one with Lightning Spirit Root have joined the sect, and the number of inner disciple with Three Spirit Roots has also increased significantly.
Anyone with eyes can see that this is a great success!
The entire sect was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, and all the peaks were celebrating at this moment.