"Is this for real? A six-grade spiritual root!"

  By normal standards, a seven-grade spiritual root was the pinnacle, something only a rare few in history had ever attained. So, a six-grade spiritual root was an extraordinary talent that could be seen and recognized.

  In the entire Luo Xian Sect, there was already one disciple with a six-grade spiritual root. But no one expected that someone in this year's batch would possess the same level of talent.

  And when they realized that the person in question was Li Jun, everyone nodded in understanding. It was as if the idea that Li Jun was exceptional had already been planted in their minds. A six-grade spiritual root was surprising, but not entirely unexpected.

  "Junior Brother Li, it's been a long time."

  While everyone was still reeling from the announcement, a voice came from above.

  It was Lu Danchen, the senior disciple of Xian Ding Peak, arriving with an air of confidence, stepping through the sky like a true master. Handsome and poised, with an air of maturity, he was undoubtedly the top disciple among the younger generation of Luo Xian Sect.

  The moment he appeared, countless female disciples screamed as if they were at a grand festival.

  "Senior Brother Lu, it's been a while."

  Li Jun immediately bowed in greeting, showing great respect toward Lu Danchen. It was obvious that the two of them were acquainted and had a close connection.

  "Junior Brother Li, there's no need to be so formal. As your senior brother, I welcome you to the Luo Xian Sect family."

  Lu Danchen maintained his composed and dignified demeanor.

  Notably, instead of mentioning his own Xian Ding Peak, he spoke of the sect as a whole.

  On the surface, it sounded like a simple welcome. But the underlying message was clear—he saw himself as someone who could represent the entire sect.

  His confidence was unmistakable.

  "I will be relying on you for guidance in the future, Senior Brother Lu."

  Li Jun kept his stance humble.

  His talent was undeniable—a six-grade spiritual root was practically unparalleled. But when it came to status, he was still far behind Lu Danchen.

  For Lu Danchen to personally come and welcome him, to extend such goodwill, was purely because of his potential.

  And Li Jun was very aware of that.

  "Come, Junior Brother, let me show you around the sect."

  With that, Lu Danchen led Li Jun away, walking side by side through the sky. It was a scene that made countless disciples envious.

  Having the top disciple of the sect personally give you a tour—what an honor! For most people, they would never experience such treatment in their entire lives.

  "Tch! Acting all high and mighty. Who doesn’t know their own worth?"

  Sun Bao scowled in displeasure.

  Though Lu Danchen was strong and known as the best among the younger generation, Qian Ren Peak had never backed down from a challenge.

  "What, jealous?"

  Ding Yuan, a disciple of Qian Ren Peak, sneered at Sun Bao.

  "If you have the skills, why don’t you find a six-grade talent to join your peak?"

  "Wu Dao, no spiritual root." The elder calling out the results continued his announcements with the same level of enthusiasm.

  "Our Qian Ren Peak’s genius has arrived!" Sun Bao grinned in satisfaction.

  No spiritual root?

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  In a world where cultivation was the mainstream, everyone was supposed to have a spiritual root.

  But while 99% of the population only had crippled spiritual roots, making cultivation impossible, there were a rare 0.1% who had none at all.

  And yet, no one knew why these spiritless individuals existed. They were an anomaly, an enigma. The crowd turned to look at the young man inside the testing formation.

  He was broad-shouldered with thick brows, wearing animal hides, looking somewhat foolish. Seeing so many people looking at him, he waved with a silly grin. His goofy appearance instantly made the crowd burst into laughter.

  Strangely, even though everyone was laughing at him, the boy didn’t seem to feel embarrassed in the slightest. Instead, he laughed along with them, as if he genuinely found it amusing.

  For a moment, the atmosphere was oddly cheerful.

  Until…

  "You’re here."

  The laughter was abruptly cut short. It was as if someone had pulled the plug on an amplifier—silence fell. A suffocating aura of slaughter filled the air.

  Ba Dao, clad in black combat robes with a rusted ancient blade strapped to his back, had appeared at some unknown point.

  "Mhm, Brother Dao."

  Wu Dao immediately straightened up. All his earlier silliness was gone.

  His demeanor had transformed completely, like a schoolboy who just got caught failing a test in front of his father.

  Ba Dao said nothing more and turned to leave.

  Wu Dao followed him without another word. From start to finish, the thousands of people present didn’t even dare to breathe too loudly.

  That was the overwhelming presence of Ba Dao, the infamous madman of Luo Xian Sect. The very act of him standing there made him king.

  Many people believed that, in terms of strength, Ba Dao was already on par with Lu Danchen.

  He simply didn’t care to compete for the title of strongest because he was too obsessed with his blade.

  "Well? What do you think? Isn’t my Brother Dao cool?"

  Sun Bao crossed his arms, grinning.

  "He’s alright, I guess."

  Ding Yuan refused to admit admiration.

  He did respect Ba Dao—the man was a monster when it came to battle.

  But as a rival from another peak, giving credit was out of the question.

  Meanwhile, the crowd was stirred again.

  "Senior Sister Ye Qingqing from Piao Miao Peak is here!" Someone shouted, and the entire sect erupted.

  Ye Qingqing, the senior sister of Piao Miao Peak. Elegant, gentle, graceful—a woman whose popularity outshone everyone in Luo Xian Sect.

  Even beyond the sect, her name was famous throughout the Eastern Region. She smiled softly as she walked through the crowd.

  She had no airs about her, no arrogance. She was like the kind elder sister next door, making people feel warm and at ease.

  "Senior Sister, you're so beautiful!"

  A young girl looked up at Ye Qingqing with starry eyes.

  "And you're very cute," Ye Qingqing replied with a smile.

  "AHHHHH!"

  The girl screamed and fainted on the spot. Ye Qingqing continued interacting with everyone, making them feel included.

  But there was one exception.

  "Brainwashed fans meeting their idol." Han Luo muttered under his breath, taking out a small notebook.

  He quickly jotted down Ye Qingqing’s danger level and marked it off-limits. There was no greater threat than an overwhelming number of obsessed fans.

  "Chi Xiao, six-grade spiritual root, fire attribute." The elder's voice rang out once again.

  Chi Xiao had fully recovered from her injuries after Yun Yangzi’s treatment.

  Dressed in her crimson feathered battle armor, her long fiery hair draped over her shoulders, she radiated a powerful and commanding presence.

  Three meters around her was an empty zone.

  No one dared to get too close, because the heat emanating from her was enough to burn anyone.

  "So beautiful…"

  A young disciple murmured.

  Instantly, Chi Xiao’s gaze snapped toward him.

  Her fiery red pupils blazed like hellfire, making the poor boy go pale.

  For a moment, he nearly wet himself.

  Chi Xiao’s domineering aura was on par with Ba Dao's.

  But while Ba Dao was sharp and ruthless, Chi Xiao’s presence crushed people outright.

  "Still as fierce as ever."

  Ye Qingqing shook her head with a chuckle.

  She reached out to lead Chi Xiao away.

  "Wait."

  Chi Xiao's fiery gaze scanned the entire crowd, searching for someone.

  But he was nowhere to be seen.

  She refused to believe he had been eliminated. He must have been hiding.

  "I know you're listening," she said coldly.

  "You can hide all you want, but sooner or later, I will find you. And when I do, you’ll regret ever being born."

  With that, she left.

  The crowd was left stunned.

  Who the hell had pissed her off?!

  "I think so too. If they catch him, he’s definitely getting skinned alive."

  "This girl is too fierce. I like her."

  As the crowd discussed Chi Xiao’s fiery temperament, Han Luo discreetly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

  All he did was (censored)… was it really worth chasing him down like this?

  With Chi Xiao gone, the tension in the air finally eased.

  It was only now that people remembered—Chi Xiao’s spiritual root grade was the same as Li Jun’s.

  A six-grade spiritual root.

  In the entire Luo Xian Sect, aside from Chi Xiao and Li Jun, there was only one other person with a six-grade spiritual root.

  And the moment they thought of him, all the official disciples shook their heads helplessly.

  That person was Du Ming. His talent was exceptional, his strength formidable but he had one particular hobby—reading fortunes.

  And the worst part? He was scarily accurate. He could glance at someone and instantly know all their little secrets.

  And then… he’d blackmail them.

  Yes, you heard that right.

  A six-grade prodigy, using blackmail to fund his cultivation.

  The disciples of Luo Xian Sect suffered terribly because of him, often wanting to bash their heads against a wall.

  Even figures as renowned as Ba Dao and Lu Danchen had suffered losses at his hands.

  He was, without a doubt, one of Luo Xian Sect’s most infamous characters. As the crowd continued discussing, the spiritual root testing proceeded.

  Du Ming...

  Han Luo furrowed his brows. Just from the name, he could already tell this guy wasn’t trustworthy. Without hesitation, he pulled out his little notebook and made a note.

  "Shen Xian'er, seven-grade spiritual root, wood attribute."The elder's thunderous voice rang across the sect.

  For a third of a second—silence.

  Then…

  Luo Xian Sect exploded.

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