Chapter 2: Single Spiritual Root

Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou now had only one thought in their minds: It's over. They had actually discussed how to cheat in front of the examiner.

Senior Sister Yun Zhi seemed unaware of the two's cheating plan. After a glance, she didn't look a second time and set about organizing the test.

It could be seen that she still had great prestige among the Profound Heaven Sect disciples, and could be described as having orders followed and prohibitions stopped.

These Profound Heaven Sect disciples were all figures who could stir up wind and rain in the outside world, sought after by others, and were the proud sons of heaven. These geniuses all obeyed her orders without the slightest violation or slack, which showed how high Senior Sister Yun Zhi's status was.

"Bone structure is the first hurdle on the path to becoming an immortal. If the bone structure is insufficient, no matter how much resources are poured in, one cannot cultivate. The content of the first stage of the assessment is to test bone structure. Everyone come forward in order. If anyone is not confident in their bone structure, you may leave on your own."

No one left.

Those who could come to participate in the Profound Heaven Sect's assessment all had an understanding of their own bone structure. There were very few like Lu Yang, who came to the Profound Heaven Sect to try his luck because he lived nearby.

The Profound Heaven Sect's move was to prevent those whose bone structure didn't meet the Profound Heaven Sect's requirements but still wanted to muddle through from mixing into the Profound Heaven Sect.

Generally speaking, testing bone structure used a bone-testing stone, which was huge and very conspicuous. Judging from the empty situation in front of the Profound Heaven Sect, the Profound Heaven Sect clearly didn't intend to use a bone-testing stone.

A Profound Heaven Sect disciple sat at the very front, named Dai Bufan. The cultivation technique he practiced was very special. After spiritual energy traveled through the other person's body, he could know what the other person's bone structure was, what cultivation technique they practiced, where their vital point was... He was like a fish in water in battle.

Dai Bufan was like an old Chinese doctor taking a pulse. Once two fingers were placed on the wrist, he could accurately know the other person's bone structure.

"Gold, water, and fire triple spiritual root? It's passable. You may pass."

"Water and fire dual spiritual root, not bad."

"Water and wood dual spiritual root. The foundation was once damaged. It should have been a major trauma you suffered when you were twelve. Logically, it should have left hidden dangers, but your life was not meant to end. You met an expert, and that expert was kind-hearted, cured you, and their medical skills were superb, completing your foundation."

That person was slightly shocked, not expecting Dai Bufan to see it so accurately: "When I was twelve, my mother died of illness, and my stepmother held sole power. My stepmother worried that my existence would affect her son's status, so she designed a trap to harm me. I fell into a coma, and when I woke up, I was fine. My father told me that an expert had passed by at that time, saved me, and didn't leave a name when they left."

After that person left, a Profound Heaven Sect disciple came forward to congratulate Dai Bufan on his cultivation advancing further: "Just by taking a pulse, you deduced the cause and effect of the matter, as if you had seen it with your own eyes! Senior Brother Dai's cultivation has advanced, and it should be celebrated!"

Dai Bufan said indifferently: "Oh, that's nothing. That expert was me. I was in a hurry to get on my way at the time, and after saving the person, I forgot to leave my name."

"..."

While speaking, Dai Bufan waved his hand at the next examinee: "Eighteen years old, over the age limit. You go back."

A cute-looking little monk, led by a big monk, came to Dai Bufan and bowed seriously.

Dai Bufan glanced at him and threw the little monk to the big monk: "What are the novices of the Hanging Temple doing here? You have the brand left by the Hanging Temple's abbot in your body. Go, go, go back to your Hanging Temple."

"I remember the Hanging Temple is one of the five great immortal sects?" Lu Yang whispered to Meng Jingzhou.

Meng Jingzhou nodded and said seriously: "The Hanging Temple has the fewest disciples among the five great immortal sects. At the fewest, there are only the abbot and one disciple, and at the most, the number won't exceed ten. This little monk hasn't cultivated yet, but he is already a disciple of the Hanging Temple. He must have profound Buddhist nature."

He looked at the little novice being picked up by the Hanging Temple senior brother and felt like he was facing a great enemy: "I originally thought that in the future cultivation world, I would look down on the heroes. I didn't expect that there would still be people qualified to be my opponents."

Lu Yang didn't know where Meng Jingzhou got his confidence: "Aren't you worried at all that Miss Yun Zhi will kick us both out?"

"What's there to be afraid of? Haven't you seen that all the novels are written like this? A large sect has eyes but no pupils, falsely accusing and framing, kicking a genius youth out of the sect. The genius youth takes it as a shame, works hard, encounters constant opportunities, flies into the sky, and becomes an existence that the large sect looks down on—oh, no, looks up to."

Lu Yang was silent for a while before reminding: "... But Miss Yun Zhi doesn't seem to need to falsely accuse us."

"That makes sense."

So Meng Jingzhou panicked too.

"The aura in your body is endless and circulates on its own. Looking at your attire, it doesn't look like a cultivation family. Could it be that you accidentally consumed a Green Wood Immortal Fruit in your childhood? You may pass."

"Eh, your constitution is a bit interesting." Dai Bufan placed his fingers on a brawny man with bronze skin, his eyes lighting up, "Ancient Barbarian bloodline, it's been a long time since I've seen it."

The brawny man was tall and big, his head shiny, and his skin reflected light under the sun. Looking at his appearance, some would believe he was twenty-five or twenty-six, but Dai Bufan didn't question his age, which meant he was under sixteen.

Lu Yang could only say that he had developed really well.

The crowd stirred slightly. The Ancient Barbarians pulled mountains and rivers, swallowed the sun and moon, flourished to the extreme, and then perished in the long river of time.

The Central Continent hadn't seen an Ancient Barbarian bloodline for a long time, and everyone thought this ancient bloodline had disappeared. Now, one actually appeared in the Profound Heaven Sect's test.

Dai Bufan yawned. He had already checked half the people. How come he hadn't even seen a single spiritual root? Had they all been snatched away by other sects?

Meng Jingzhou stood up generously. Dai Bufan didn't have much hope either, but when he placed his index and middle fingers on Meng Jingzhou's wrist, his eyes suddenly widened, and he stood up with a thud: "It's actually a single..."

Hearing Dai Bufan say this, there was a discussion below. It was actually a single spiritual root!

What did a single spiritual root mean? The bottlenecks of each realm were much looser than others, destined to become a great cultivator of the immortal path. One could hold a high position in the imperial court, or occupy one side in the wild, and establish oneself as a king!

Everyone focused their eyes on Meng Jingzhou, their eyes eager. There was no harm in befriending such a person in advance, only benefits!

The elders hurriedly urged their juniors that once they entered the Profound Heaven Sect, they must build a good relationship with Meng Jingzhou.

The Meng family, single spiritual root, Profound Heaven Sect disciple—these three identities combined meant a future powerful figure in the Profound Heaven Sect, a great cultivator of cultivation who would leave his name in history!

"Single-status spiritual root." Dai Bufan said the full name of Meng Jingzhou's spiritual root, and the scene went silent.

Meng Jingzhou was furious. What kind of ghost thing was a single-status spiritual root? Was he going to be single for a lifetime!

"I have little experience, don't try to frame me!" Meng Jingzhou's veins bulged, and he slapped the table with a bang, very angry.

"Junior Brother Dai, don't tease others." An ethereal voice like an immortal came, and Yun Zhi appeared from a cloud of mist, glaring at Dai Bufan. Dai Bufan shrank his neck with a guilty conscience.

Meng Jingzhou calmed down a little. That's right, Dai Bufan must be lying.

Yun Zhi said to Meng Jingzhou again: "However, Junior Brother Dai didn't lie to you. You are indeed a single-status spiritual root. This is the academic name. It's just that in the cultivation world, everyone is more accustomed to calling it by its common name, Pure Yang Spiritual Root."

Meng Jingzhou: "..."

He finally knew why the elders in the clan and his parents didn't tell him his spiritual root.

What "you'll know when you get to the five great immortal sects"—it was clearly that they were embarrassed to tell him!

No wonder ever since he finished testing his bone structure, his parents asked him if he wanted a younger brother or a younger sister.

Variant single spiritual root, Pure Yang Spiritual Root, extremely rigid and extremely yang, the nemesis of ghosts and demons.

Maintain the Pure Yang body, and cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds. Break the Pure Yang body, and cultivation will plummet. ===== CHAPTER 3 =====