On the road.
Little Crimson sent a voice transmission to Big Black Ox. "Brother Ox, they're all members of the Human Race without spirit roots. Can they cultivate immortality?"
A thoughtful look flashed through Big Black Ox's eyes. Only after a long while did he nod. "Moo moo~"
The Giant Spirit Clan had no spirit roots either, and there were plenty of Innate Lifeforms without spirit roots in the Primeval Forest. Yet in this Immortal Realm, spirit roots were not some threshold for cultivation. There were even many immortal medicines capable of giving birth to spirit roots anew.
Jade Bamboo Continent no longer fussed over Heavenly Spirit Roots. What mattered now was achieving perfection in all five elements.
Quite a few Heavenly Spirit Root cultivators supplemented their own spirit roots until they encompassed all five elements. After all, everyone already knew that whether it was a Sacred Spirit Root or a Dao Spirit Root, both actually contained the five elemental forces of heaven and earth.
"Brother Ox, it's different." Little Crimson narrowed his eyes. "Can ordinary members of the Human Race compare to those Innate Lifeforms of the Immortal Realm? They're so frail. Even now, I haven't seen anything special about them."
Big Black Ox turned his head, flicking his tail. It struck Little Crimson squarely in the face.
He gave a soft snort.
What era was this? Stop staring at whether others were special or not. Fate had brought them together; everyone should simply live as they ought to.
Little Crimson shut up and stopped paying attention to those members of the Human Race.
He fell into thought, already imagining the beings of the Fu Shi Religion.
"Mountain boy, your name is Chen Xun?" At that moment, a bright and radiant young woman walked to Chen Xun's side. Smiling,