Chapter 641: All Question Marks

Ye Lin was very curious: what exactly was his bone structure?

He remembered that in his original world, that Sanskrit cultivator had opened his Heavenly Eye to see through the talents of Zhuge Ni and the others, but had said nothing about his own.

He wondered if the stone tablet in front of him could help him test it out.

The stone tablet lit up with a fluorescent glow, and a moment later, text appeared.

Bone Age: Three months

Cultivation: Great Perfection of the Spirit Gathering Realm

Spirit Root:???

Constitution:???

Ye Lin: "???"

Immortal Cloud Sect disciple: "???"

The crowd waiting to be tested behind him: "???"

Everyone's face was filled with a string of question marks.

The Immortal Cloud Sect disciple was also stunned; having tested so many people, this situation had never occurred before. Was the bone structure stone tablet broken?

He looked at Ye Lin, then looked back at the "three months" bone age written on the tablet.

No matter how he looked at it, this guy didn't look like he had been born three months ago.

Ye Lin's expression was somewhat strange.

If he hadn't guessed wrong, this bone age was likely calculated from the last time he used his Undying Body to restore his physical form.

Three months ago, he had been vigorously providing Yang energy to the fox demons, so naturally, he couldn't avoid using his Undying Body to recover.

It was fortunate he hadn't used his Undying Body recently, otherwise, the bone age might have come out as just two days old.

"Come, move aside."

After the Immortal Cloud Sect disciple had Ye Lin step aside, he placed his own hand on the stone tablet.

Bone Age: 76

Cultivation: Late stage of the Heavenly Gang Realm

Spirit Root: Profound-grade mid-tier dual Lightning-Fire Spirit Root

Constitution: Cloud Void Spirit Body

"That's not right, it isn't broken."

The Immortal Cloud Sect disciple's face was full of confusion. With no other choice, he had to seek help from Elder Zhou Yan, sending a voice transmission.

"Elder Zhou, this disciple has encountered a problem and requests your guidance."

Zhou Yan glanced downward, withdrew his gaze, and spoke to the disciple behind him.

"Xinran, you go handle it."

"Yes, Master."

Behind Zhou Yan, a slender female disciple in white drifted over, her face carrying a coldness that kept people at a distance.

"What is going on?" Ye Xinran asked.

"Senior Sister, the bone structure stone tablet cannot measure this person's spirit root or constitution, and the bone age shows he is only three months old..." The disciple gave a bitter smile.

"Hm? How is that possible? Put your hand on it again and try." Ye Xinran urged.

Ye Lin helplessly pressed his hand on it again, but the result was exactly the same as the last time.

Ye Xinran's face was full of astonishment; she raised her head to look at Zhou Yan.

"Master, you should come and see for yourself... This disciple is incompetent... I cannot handle this."

"What is going on?"

Zhou Yan landed in confusion and looked at the bone structure stone tablet. At this sight, he froze.

"Bone age of three months? Great Perfection of the Spirit Gathering Realm? Did he start cultivating while still in his mother's womb?"

"This disciple has verified it; there is nothing wrong with the bone structure stone tablet, but this is what it measures," the Immortal Cloud Sect disciple nearby said helplessly.

"Hm, I see." Zhou Yan looked at Ye Lin. "What is your name?"

"Xie... Ye Lin."

"Hm, Ye Lin, is it? Give me your hand." Zhou Yan nodded.

Ye Lin obediently extended his hand. Zhou Yan clamped onto his wrist, and the next moment, Ye Lin felt a powerful force surge into his body, traveling along his extraordinary meridians.

"Eh?"

A look of confusion appeared on Zhou Yan's face.

Because after probing, he discovered that Ye Lin's bone age was indeed only three months!

What kind of bird-brained situation was this? Even the children of those powerful cultivators wouldn't grow this big in three months, would they?

More importantly, he also couldn't tell what kind of spirit root or constitution Ye Lin had.

His spirit root faintly exuded the aura of a Heaven-grade peak-tier spirit root, but it was also chaotic, like a pot of mixed stew.

His constitution was even stranger; who had ever seen a three-month-old bone age that could jump around so energetically?

"How strange..."

Zhou Yan couldn't help but scratch his head, as he couldn't determine Ye Lin's innate talent either. Having lived in the Immortal Cloud Sect for so many years, growing from a disciple to an elder, this was the first time he had seen such a bizarre occurrence.

"What exactly are you?"

Zhou Yan couldn't help but circle around Ye Lin to look at him.

"There is no demonic or fiendish energy on you; you are indeed human."

Zhou Yan was conflicted about whether to let Ye Lin pass.

A mere Great Perfection of the Spirit Gathering Realm, not even at the Profound Connection stage—if his talent wasn't high enough, Zhou Yan would definitely have chased Ye Lin away directly and told him to come back for the next disciple assessment in ten years.

But he couldn't discern Ye Lin's spirit root or constitution at all, which put him in a difficult spot.

Ye Lin felt a bit unnerved by his gaze and quickly took out a storage ring, slipping it directly to Zhou Yan while no one was paying attention.

"Um, Elder Zhou, could you do me a favor? I know Senior Sister Xu Minxuan."

"What are you doing? You actually dare to attempt to bribe an elder, you..."

Zhou Yan glared, about to righteously condemn Ye Lin, but when he probed the amount of Immortal Source Stones inside the storage ring, he immediately gasped.

This storage ring contained a full three hundred peak-tier Immortal Source Stones!

One had to know that three hundred peak-tier Immortal Source Stones were equivalent to three hundred million low-tier Immortal Source Stones, enough to help three ascenders reshape their bodies.

Such a sum of Immortal Source Stones was not something even Zhou Yan, an elder of the Immortal Cloud Sect, could ignore.

He hadn't expected that this little cultivator, only at the Great Perfection of the Spirit Gathering Realm, would have such "money power."

"Ahem."

Zhou Yan coughed twice, his old face turning slightly red.

"I will count this spirit root test as passed, but I will say the ugly truth first: if you cannot pass the subsequent assessments, you still won't be able to join the Immortal Cloud Sect!"

"Many thanks, Elder!"

Ye Lin chuckled. Money makes the mare go; this principle held true in every world.

It wasn't in vain that he had painstakingly wasted so much time creating the Yi Hong Zoo.

As time passed, everyone in line soon finished their spirit root tests.

During this time, several brilliant talents appeared, which even made Zhou Yan's eyes light up.

However, over seventy percent of the people were unable to even step through the gates of the Immortal Cloud Sect because their bone structures were insufficient, and they could only leave with regret.

Seeing that everyone had finished their bone structure tests, Zhou Yan flew into the air once again.

"Your bone structures all have the potential for cultivation; in other words, you are all good seedlings."

"So now, the Immortal Cloud Sect's entrance assessment truly begins!"

"The first trial: Ascend the Heavenly Ladder!"