Yan Kingdom, Green Rock County, Counter Town, Lin Family Residence.
Today was the day of spiritual root testing of the new generation!
It’s been many years since the last ti, and several young geniuses appeared in the family.
"Children of the clan, today we will test your spiritual roots! Our Lin family has been one of the ruling families in this Green Rock County Town for two hundred years, standing steadfast as a foundation building clan among the many families and clans.
Our family will rely on you children to carry on our inheritance!"
The children present had already been tested to have roots, their quality not yet known.
One of the young boys, Lin Yiyuan, looked at his elder. He had just been screened a few monts ago before he was allowed to proceed for further testing.
Just then, his thoughts whirred unconsciously, but he seed unaffected.
[Wow, two hundred years! I’m three hundred years old, does it an I have the heritage of a foundation building clan? No way, I’m already an origin light senior now!]
Neither the young boy nor the others heard the voice.
Fu Xian, on the other side, tried a few more words, being a bit provocative, saying things like "Family cultivation is for the weak, you should journey solo" or "You old man look like you’re about to fall even though you’re younger, clearly expending too much yang energy in your early years!", but it seed like there was no reaction.
Maybe his comntary was only for himself, and he didn’t actually influence anything!
Just then, he heard a murmur coming from Yiyuan "Just two hundred years... our foundation is weak, not even comparable to an origin light senior!" his eyes lit up with ambition as he lined up to get his spiritual roots tested.
[No way? Do my words influence? Hmm...] he waited, but seeing there was no reaction to his other words, he had to change his guess [The first thing I said was really my thought, so could my thoughts, ideas and wishes influence the clone?
It does make sense in a way... it’s just that this indirect influence is a bit bad, and my own clones can’t even benefit from my knowledge!]
Just as he said so, he heard his innate aspect responding: as long as he paid, he could take certain knowledge from a clone and transform it into his own, or he could send his knowledge to a clone and make it a talent.
The cost was equal to creating a new clone: 10% of his origin.
He didn’t want to rush things, so he waited.
As ti passed and others were tested, so coming out with smiles while others were depressed, it was finally Yiyuan’s turn.
He walked asured and calm, his spirit composed while his eyes contained light of ambition.
His deanour seed to be more like Fu Xian’s style, not like a young boy.
[Is he also being influenced by my subconscious actions?] Fu Xian asked, not entirely sure, but his curiosity for the Reincarnation Talisman’s chanics growing.
The elder that tested the roots looked at the boy and felt that he had a bit of talent, at least he looked better than the other boys and girls who were scared into idiots.
Yiyuan placed his hand on a shining white pearl. Inside, the lights were being charged.
[Wow, what is this shit? Such a lowly item to test roots, it can’t even test the degree of root formation, just its affinity... how many geniuses were wronged because they had five roots, even though all these five roots were divine roots? It seems this Yan Kingdom is either in a different world, or in a smaller part of the world.]
After all, Fu Xian only knew the larger powers in the world by reading the anecdotes in the city library, and in his early years, he grew up in the capital of an empire with a sixth-stage expert.
Maybe the Green Rock Town was just too far away from power? After all, it wasn’t even a prefectural capital... though if it was below the fifth stage, testing spiritual roots correctly would likely be a difficult matter.
A few monts later, three lights rose from the pearl: green, white and red.
While the elder was surprised, he was happy "Three roots of Wind, Wood and Fire! Very good! You are among the best of this batch, with a small chance for foundation building in the future!"
As he said so, he praised the boy several tis, but Yiyuan, slowly accepting Fu Xian’s personality and thoughts, suddenly felt he didn’t know enough about his roots and that just knowing their affinity wouldn’t help much.
Just then, there was a small light in his forehead. No one noticed it, but in that split second, Fu Xian was able to do sothing.
[Even though I’m not able to control the clone, after all, this is like an extension of , so it has an innate connection with , at least I can find out its specifications with a bit of effort... maybe this ans the clone is in the sa world as .
Anyways... these roots are pretty bad. In the first place, wind destroys wood and fire burns wood. In an instant, the energy-providing and strengthening wood was reduced to nothing, the wind would have expended its power in the destruction, and fire would be left alone
This results in a pretty bad situation of disharmony. Even worse is that these three roots, although they look nice, are just at the limit of mysterious runes, 50% ford.]
He shook his head, thinking of ways to solve this disharmony and harmful root. There were solutions, but if left alone, it would likely develop issues later on.
anwhile, Yiyuan was focused on the teachings of his elder. It was another elder – he had just been sent to a different room, told to learn directly from the elder residing here.
Previously, no one else enjoyed this treatnt in this batch, because their roots had been four or five. This inadequate testing resulted in them ignoring the formation of the roots, so they judged their talent based on the number of roots. Although there was so truth to it, it ignored many things.
As for why the boys and girls were split into happy and sad, even though they had the worst roots? After all, four roots ant they were guaranteed to reach the late-stage qi refining stage, which ant they enjoyed so freedom and got more resources.
Yiyuan had been told to leave the hall initially, show his face and act like he had gotten a bad root, before leaving the scene and entering the side-hall from outside.
He was also told not to reveal his three roots to others, keeping it a secret for as long as possible.
Apparently, his talent, in their eyes, was good enough to receive special treatnt and should be hidden from the spies planted by other forces in their family.
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