Accidentally Married A Fox God – The Sovereign Lord Spoils His Wife Chapter 14 Stuck Here

She would have to backtrack her steps and find a way to a village nearby, maybe attempt to toil a field and little by little build a house for herself?

What else could she do in this godforsaken ancient world?!

Qianqian saw Li irong’s horrified expression and snickered condescendingly. "Now you finally understand, coming here by accident is a really bad idea! Your best bet would be to go back to your forr master and ask for forgiveness. I and brother Mo are related to the minister of war’s family in Cloud country and have trained under a renowned martial artist master since we were first able to walk. " Qianqian haughtily finished her explanation as she patted Li irong’s shoulder. "We prepared all our lives for this chance, but you would die without an intact corpse if you dare to continue!"

Mo Cheng glared at Shu Qianqian, urging her to be quiet, but the damage was already done.

Qianqian’s words kept reverberating in Li irong’s head long after she stopped talking.

Li irong was officially frightened.

I’m out of here! Never mind strength, village life here I co!

Bowing again Li irong stamred. "W-well then, I think I have made a mistake arriving here, may our paths cross again one day, farewell!" Li irong turned around and traced her steps slowly until she heard Mo Jing’s young and cracking voice. It was the young lad who ridiculed her words previously.

He coughed lightly in an attempt to catch her attention before she left.

"Ahem, unfortunately for the miss, from the mont you left the thousand beast forest, you are not allowed to leave the testing grounds until you evaluate your spiritual root." Mo Jing replied in a respectful manner. His youthful voice which had just reached that awkward stage of puberty remained soft, as he was still maturing into himself.

Li irong really wanted to slap herself for her foolish decisions.

Great, now she was stuck here...

Without much choice, she found herself back with the sa group she had acquainted herself with. Mo Jing kept quiet for most of the ti. The young man could have pulled off an impression of a "serious minister" if not for his plump cheeks, still not rid of baby fat. His attitude made him appear adorable instead. Qianqian kept hogging Mo Cheng’s attention, sending glares at Li irong every now and then. Mo Cheng was friendly and all around approachable. Whichever questions Li irong had asked, he kept engaging in conversation and providing thorough answers, explaining to her all of which she needed to know.

Li irong montarily relaxed when she realized that she wouldn’t have to continue the exam if she failed the Spiritual Root test.

Mo Cheng explained all about the subject. Having a high affinity for elental attributes was a rare circumstance, in fact, the majority of the population had no affinity whatsoever. From the potential cultivators with a Spiritual Root, ninety percent had multiple attributes, which made it possible for them to cultivate but never beco as strong as the ten percent of the lucky few who owned a single attribute.

Of course, there were different types of attributes. Earth, Fire, Water, and Lightning.

So attributes were strictly offensive while others were considered supportive.

As Mo Cheng continued his speech, Li irong learned a little more about her companions.

Turns out it was a foreign envoy in their country who told them about the acceptance test. The elders of their families rushed to send the most talented children of the main wives to test their aptitude and luck for entering the sect, With their knowledge of martial arts and the fact that they had improved their internal strength throughout the years, it was an arduous journey fraught with danger but they managed to reach their destination with the assistance of hired experts that were sent to protect them along the way.

An owl’s distinctive hoot could be heard from the nearby woods. Crickets chirped harmoniously in search for a mate nearby. The sun had died out and the moon princess took charge of the darkened skies, illuminating the secluded domain.

Those unlucky folks who have been eliminated from the test were given a teleportation stone. Once the stone was activated they would be delivered straight to the forest’s entrance.

Li irong assud that since she was not only in the body of a lowly, insignificant maid, and not to ntion that originally her soul wasn’t even from this planet at all, she would most likely be part of the majority and have no spiritual root.

She sighed peacefully.

Disaster averted. Her eyes shimr in tranquillity, knowing she wouldn’t have to go through a life and death experience again. She even started chatting with Qianqian about her scarred face, explaining it was an accident of acid spilt on her skin.

"That must have been a terrible experience! Don’t worry, after the test is over, I will write a letter to my family and ask them to send you dicine to assist with healing your scars! My Shu family has a lot of herbalists and healers in our abode!" Qianqian ntioned happily as she comfortingly clutched Li irong’s hand.

At first, Qianqian found the girl with the hideous scars distasteful, especially when she was acting all pitiful in front of brother Mo, but as the hours passed by and when they had spent enough ti with each other, she saw that Li irong was honestly just an unfortunate soul, and most importantly, she had stopped cosying up to brother Mo.

The less Li irong talked to Mo Cheng, the friendlier Shu Qianqian beca to her.

Li irong wasn’t actually a little girl, assuring the Qianqian she wasn’t a potential threat to her budding relationship with her childhood friend, Li irong made certain to provide extra attention to Qianqian in hopes of avoiding any potential bickering with her.

The group had finally reached the front. The water bowl was placed low and Mo Cheng was the first in line to be tested. He stood tall with his posture aligned, full of confidence.

The cultivator lady seated on the boulder scrutinized the young, assertive man. Her slanted almond eyes were pitch black, not showing a hint of emotion in their depths.

"Proceed."