I've already become an immortal lord, and only now is the spiritual energy reviving?

The new sect has been established for 3 years.

At the foot of Qinglu Mountain lies Liujia Village.

"Yan'er, wake up! Don't sleep!"

With a shoving motion, Shu Yan opened her eyes.

In front of her was her older sister, Shu Hui, with an overly enthusiastic smile on her face.

"Get up quickly! Mother has cooked rice porridge. Today is a big day; the immortal masters are coming soon!"

As Shu Hui spoke, she diligently helped her tidy her slightly disheveled clothes.

Shu Yan silently stood up, her expression indifferent.

Because behind those gentle words, another sharp voice echoed clearly in her mind.

"Hmph, stop putting on that deadpan act, you lazy bum. Today, the Immortal Master will come and see how she tries to hide her true nature when she can't detect it!"

"I failed last year, so someone like her is definitely worse than me! Then my parents will finally see who the Shu family's hope truly is!"

Shu Yan's gaze turned even colder, and she ultimately remained silent.

She was used to it.

Upon entering the main room, her parents greeted her with warm smiles and inquiries, as if she were the most beloved jewel in the family.

Shu Yan's mind is as clear as a mirror.

All this feigned concern is because today is a special day.

The immortal masters of Guanhua Sect will descend the mountain to test the cultivation aptitude of all children in the village who are seven years old or older.

In the past, they ignored him.

All the love and food were given to the older sister and the spoiled younger brother.

Because she was a "freak" since childhood, she never cried or made a fuss, and she didn't like to talk or laugh. People in the village said behind her back that she was an omen of bad luck.

The root of everything lies in Shu Yan's innate talent—listening to her own heart.

She hated this talent.

It allowed her to glimpse the most despicable corners of human nature at a young age, and also caused her to lose the trust she should have in the world.

Ultimately, this has shaped them into the cold and indifferent person they are today.

Shu Yan knew very well that if she couldn't determine her destiny with immortals today, things would only get worse in the future.

at this time.

The open space in front of the ancestral hall in Liujia Village.

Chai Wu frowned, watching the last dejected child walk off the testing platform, his heart filled with frustration.

"Second Elder, don't worry, perhaps the village is just having bad luck this year."

Beside her, He Qin, with her gentle face, softly comforted her.

She is now the Third Elder of Guanhua Sect, in charge of the sect's affairs.

a year ago.

With the matchmaking of Sect Leader Hua Yangzi, the two, who already had feelings for each other, finally became Daoist partners, adding a joyous event to the lifeless sect.

"Ugh."

Chai Wu sighed.

"In the first two years after the sect was established, it was fine to recruit more mortals to do odd jobs."

"But now, including the servants, there are only thirty-five people, which is already saturated. What the sect urgently needs right now are promising young immortals who can carry on the legacy!"

Seeing that no one else stepped forward at the testing platform, Chai Wu said to Liu Wangshui, the village chief, "Village chief, if there are no other children of the right age, we will have to return to the mountain."

"Immortal Master, please wait! Immortal Master, please wait!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a middle-aged couple squeezed through the crowd; they were Shu Yan's parents.

Without saying a word, they knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.

"My daughter... my daughter just turned seven years old this year. She overslept and arrived late. Please, Immortal Master, give her another chance!"

Chai Wu frowned, but didn't make things difficult for them. He gestured for the child to be brought forward.

When he saw the slender girl being pushed forward, he couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.

The girl's eyes were calmer than those of a seven-year-old child.

The coldness and indifference hidden deep in his eyes made even this cultivator feel a little uneasy.

He quickly composed himself and gestured for Shu Yan to place her hand on the spirit orb used for testing.

Shu Yan's small hand touched the bead, but Chai Wu didn't have high hopes.

The next moment, a faint light suddenly shone inside the Spirit Pearl.

"It has spiritual roots!"

Chai Wu was overjoyed; at least the trip had not been in vain.

But then, the joy on his face froze, turning into horror.

The golden markings representing the length of one's spiritual root surged wildly, like a runaway horse!

Four inches, six inches, eight inches...

In the blink of an eye, he broke through the "nine-inch" barrier, which symbolizes genius, and his momentum remains undiminished!

Finally, the golden light stopped at a mark that Chai Wu would never forget.

One foot and five inches!

According to the sect's records, those whose spiritual roots exceed one foot in length, if they do not die young, will surely become Foundation Establishment True Persons in the future!

What exactly is a foot and a half?

After a brief moment of distraction, an icy killing intent erupted from Chai Wu.

The dozen or so Guanhua Sect disciples behind him understood.

With swift movements, swords were drawn, and the entire square in front of the ancestral hall was completely surrounded.

The ominous atmosphere terrified the villagers.

Chai Wu turned around and looked down at Liu Wangshui, the village chief who was slumped on the ground, his voice devoid of any warmth.

"Village Chief, if even a word of what happened today gets out, don't blame Guanhua Sect for being ruthless. From now on, disciples of our sect will be stationed here permanently. You'd better watch yourself."

"I understand! I understand!"

Liu Wangshui kowtowed repeatedly.

"Please rest assured, Immortal Master, we will keep silent about what happened today!"

After finishing the task, the murderous aura on Chai Wu's face dissipated, and when he turned to Shu Yan, he became extremely gentle, even showing a hint of respect.

"Junior Sister, is there anything you still wish to do? Speak freely, and your senior brother will make the decision for you."

Shu Yan's parents, sitting in the audience, were overjoyed.

My daughter has the beauty of an angel!

The Shu family is about to soar to new heights!

"I have been orphaned since childhood, and there is nothing or no one in this place that I cherish."

Chai Wu glanced meaningfully at the astonished couple, a slight smile playing on his lips, before extending his hand to Shu Yan.

"In that case, come back to the mountain with me."

Guanhua Gate Main Hall.

The incense burner stands alone and cold, the sandalwood incense wafting gently.

Sect Leader Hua Yangzi sat upright in his grand chair, his hands trembling slightly.

His gaze swept over the slender, aloof Shu Yan, before returning to the spirit-testing stone after its second test.

The light breaks through the scale; it cannot be faked.

"One foot and five inches..."

"Hahaha!"

The old Taoist priest suddenly looked up at the sky and laughed loudly, tears welling up in his cloudy old eyes.

"The ancestral master has manifested! Heaven has eyes!"

"I see the Hua family has declined to this state, yet it has managed to acquire such a talented and virtuous man! Is this not Heaven's will to save us?!"

After the initial euphoria, Hua Yangzi became flustered again.

He paced back and forth in the hall, sometimes tugging at his beard, sometimes slapping his legs, muttering to himself, showing no semblance of the sect leader's authority.

"We must not delay this child... Even if it costs us a few old bones, we must not damage his foundation."

"Which method should we practice? The Earth Mother's Soil-Bearing Method? Too heavy and dull! The Bingding Forging Intent Formula? Too violent and unsuitable for a woman's practice!"

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, and a look of shame and embarrassment appeared on the old Taoist's face.

During their exile, they were robbed and pursued, and the scriptures in the library were almost completely lost.

The highest-level cultivation technique he can currently produce is merely a fragmented jade slip that he brought out from a crack in the ancestral hall.

The third-grade cultivation technique, "The Jade Condensation Technique of the Cold Pool".

Looking at Guanhua Gate today, it is a top-tier treasure.

If placed in a major sect of the cultivation world, it would be nothing more than a fragmented and worthless work, containing only the incantations for embryonic breathing and qi cultivation, while the foundation-building chapters have long since disappeared.

Hua Yangzi took a deep breath, and with trembling hands, took out the still warm jade slip from his hidden pouch and walked to Shu Yan's side.

He knelt down, his gaze level with the girl's, and spoke with a hint of apology.

"Good child, I'm sorry you had to go through this."

"With your talent, if you were in a major sect, you would be a core disciple, with the choice of Foundation Establishment or even the Purple Mansion Great Dao cultivation methods."

"Alas, Guanhua Gate... is too poor."

Hua Yangzi handed over the jade slip, his withered fingers trembling slightly.

"This book, 'The Jade Condensation Technique of the Cold Pool,' is the best item that Grandpa Sect Leader can currently provide."

"Although you lack the foundation-building method, if you are willing to stay, I swear that once you grow up, I will risk my old life to snatch or beg for it, and I will definitely continue your path to enlightenment!"

Shu Yan stared at the white-haired old Taoist priest in front of her.

His innate supernatural abilities were quietly activated.

"Like a precious gem fallen into a muddy pond, this child has truly suffered."

Even if it means selling my savings for my funeral, I can't cut off her cultivation elixirs.

"My junior sister is too weak. I'll go to the back mountain later and hunt a couple of wild rabbits to nourish her..."

The sentiment was pure, carrying deep self-reproach and tender care.

Shu Yan's face was as cold as ice melting away.

She stretched out her small hand and tightly grasped the broken jade slip.

She smiled for the first time in her life.

It's very shallow, yet extremely beautiful.

"Shuyan, you don't mind."

The voice was young and tender, but each word was clear.

"I'm content to have a home."

Upon hearing this, Hua Yangzi was stunned, then nodded emphatically, tears streaming down his long beard.

"Okay! Okay! It's good to be home!"

......

【Shuyan】

Age: 7

[Spiritual Root: One foot and five inches]

【Characteristics: Destiny "Plain Clothes Reflecting the River", reincarnation of the innate spirit beast "Heart Monkey", with a clear and pure soul, untouched by worldly defilement; able to hear the voices of all things, disturb the mind, distinguish good from evil, and discern truth from falsehood.】

"A reincarnation of the Mind Monkey? The legendary 'mind-reading' ability? If this were a cultivation novel, he'd be the perfect protagonist template!"

"I've struck gold! My bicycle has turned into a motorcycle!"

Qingyuan made a decisive move, right-clicking on Shuyan's avatar and selecting "Special Attention" from the menu.

Instantly, a golden star appeared in the upper right corner of Shu Yan's profile picture, alongside the broken incense burner.

In his eyes.

The young girl, dressed in coarse linen clothes and with a cold expression, is already the future pillar of Guanhuamen.

They are the "hope of the whole village" who must be held in one's hands for fear of breaking and kept in one's mouth for fear of melting.

Thinking of this, Qingyuan pulled up the relevant information about the sect's F4.

[Hua Yangzi: 76 years old, Qi Refining Level 6, Spiritual Root 6 inches, cultivating the third grade of "Bing Ding Forging Intent Technique", refining the midday Yang Flame Qi.]

Yang Danhe: 74 years old, Qi Refining Level 3, Spiritual Root 4 inches, cultivating the second-grade "Wood Spirit Cultivation Furnace Method," refining Lesser Pure Spiritual Qi.

[Chai Wu: 20 years old, perfected embryonic breathing, 5-inch spiritual root, cultivating the second-grade "Earth Mother's Soil-Bearing Method".]

[He Qin: 22 years old, late stage of fetal breathing, 4-inch spiritual root, cultivating the second-grade "Preserving Green to Rain Technique".]

Obviously, it's neither good nor bad.

If you think you can bring glory to your ancestors through them, you've got a long way to go.

However, as long as Shu Yan, this only son, can succeed, the revival of the sect is just around the corner.

Unfortunately, he was unable to issue a decree before the first decade had passed.

The little characters in the game move very slowly, and there's nothing you can do if you're impatient.

Since we can't focus on the details, we should take a holistic view of the overall situation.

Zoom in and drag the map.

As Guanhuamen's power slowly expanded, the black mist receded, exposing many hidden resource points.

On the west side of the map, there is a bright green dot, which is much more conspicuous than the white resources.

【Miniature Spirit Stone Vein (Green)】: The reserves are decent, and it can stably produce spirit stones.

[Warning: This mine is located within the patrol area of ​​the "Imperial Sword Sect".]

"The Imperial Sword Sect?"

Qingyuan raised an eyebrow.

"The view isn't fully open yet, but just from the name I know it's better than 'Guanhua Gate.' I'll make a note of it and settle things later."

He then discovered a second green spot in a bottomless pool to the south.

【Azure Blood Lotus (Green)】: A rare and precious medicine that helps Qi Refining cultivators break through to Foundation Establishment.

Unfortunately, there's a huge creature lying next to the icon—the Crimson-Eyed Frost Toad (Qi Refining Level 7).

"Goodness, you can't fake an accident like this anymore."

Surprisingly, between the Imperial Sword Gate and the Guanhua Gate to the west, there is a market town called [Shulu Market Town].

"Mineral veins, formidable enemies, rare and precious materials, markets... the stage is set, we're just waiting for little Shuyan to grow up."

Qingyuan's mind raced as he envisioned a future blueprint.

"Let them process the surprise of this 'prodigy' first."

"As for me, I also need to hurry up and find a job."