Elven cultivators

Two sensational events have recently occurred in the Silvermoon Clan.

The first thing was that Flora joined the Archives and became Eleanor's assistant to the patriarch.

After their initial shock, the elves quickly accepted the news.

Flora was one of the first disciples of the Primordial City.

She is not only exceptionally talented, but also the only disciple of Taichu City to possess three spiritual roots, second only to Ryan, who possesses the Haoyang True Body.

He is also a calm and composed person, and has performed outstandingly in the exploration of the Underdark over the past few years.

To many elves, Flora was the eldest disciple among the disciples of the Primordial City.

Her appointment as Eleanor's second-in-command, though somewhat sudden, makes perfect sense upon closer examination.

What truly kept the elves talking was the second matter.

A cat-woman girl named Night Eyes earned the qualification to test her spiritual roots because of her great contributions in the Dark Region.

If her spiritual root can be detected, she can switch to cultivating the Daoist arts that only disciples of Taichu City can practice.

Even if one's spiritual root cannot be detected, one can still cultivate the Eight Desolations Suppressing Prison Scripture and receive the same treatment as the soldiers of the Silver Moon Legion.

The news caused an uproar throughout the entire clan.

Although the elves of their tribe were reluctant to voice their objections openly because it was an order personally given by the chieftain, some of them inevitably grumbled and expressed envy and jealousy in private.

If the native elves reacted this way, the reaction of the vassal races was even more pronounced.

On the day the news broke, the Wildlings, the Scaled Clan, and the Catmen were all in uproar.

Almost all the vassal races were talking about it.

Their emotions were far more complex than those of their own kind of elves.

Envy, jealousy, longing, anticipation... all sorts of emotions intertwined, like a jumbled mess of flavors, complex and hard to understand.

For these races that depend on the Silvermoon Clan for survival, being able to receive the same treatment as the Silvermoon Legion is already a dream come true.

Not to mention becoming a disciple of the Primordial City.

That was an honor I never dared to dream of.

Everyone understood that this cat-person girl named Night Eyes had risen to the top in one fell swoop.

From now on, the future is bright.

But at the same time, Night's encounter also ignited the passions of all the vassal races.

Ye Tong proved with her actions that as long as one makes enough contributions, even outsiders can be valued by the clan.

In an instant, the vassal races seemed to have been given a shot of adrenaline, and their enthusiasm soared to unprecedented heights.

Everyone was eager to make a name for themselves and earn a chance to stand out.

……

The City of the Beginning, the Outer City.

Ye Tong followed behind Fu Luo, crossing the wide stone-paved street and heading towards a gray-blue palace.

Unlike the hunting attire or leather armor she was used to wearing, today she specially changed into a brand new light blue robe, her long hair tied into a neat ponytail with silver threads, revealing her brown neck and slightly reddened ear tips.

So as not to be impolite on this important occasion.

Looking at the hall not far away, Ye Tong clenched her hands nervously, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her palms.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't nervous.

Ever since she learned that the clan leader was going to test her spiritual roots, she hadn't had a single good night's sleep.

Every night I toss and turn, wondering if I can detect my spiritual roots.

What does the legendary Taoist magic look like?

What should we do if we can't detect spiritual roots?

Countless thoughts swirled in her mind, making her restless.

"This is it."

Flora stopped in front of the vermilion wooden door and smiled slightly at Night's Eye.

"Go inside, Lady Eleanor is already waiting there."

Night Eyes thanked Flora softly, then took a deep breath and pushed open the wooden door.

Behind the door is a small hall, about a hundred square meters.

The walls are inlaid with light-emitting stones, and the soft light illuminates the room.

In the center of the hall was a long table with a palm-sized jade disc on it, the edge of which was inlaid with five stones of different colors.

Blue, red, yellow, white, black.

Ye Tong's gaze lingered on the five stones for a moment, and her heartbeat quickened involuntarily.

She had heard her people describe this thing.

Spiritual Root Test Chart.

This is the thing that Taichu City uses to test the spiritual roots of its disciples.

"Night Eyes?"

A gentle voice came from deep within the hall.

Ye Tong looked in the direction of the sound and saw an elven girl in a light blue robe standing behind a long table, smiling at her.

Her long, emerald-green hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and her face was so exquisite that she looked like a figure from a painting.

It was Eleanor Silvermoon, the chieftain's assistant.

When the Netherscale Clan and the Cat People first entered Nine Nether City, Lord Anton summoned the two clan leaders.

Ye Tong was watching from afar at the time and was deeply impressed by this assistant to the clan chief.

"Lady Eleanor." Nightshade bowed quickly, her voice tinged with barely concealed nervousness.

"Don't be nervous."

Eleanor smiled slightly and gestured for her to come forward.

"Place your hands on the disc, close your eyes, don't think about anything, just relax."

Ye Tong took a deep breath, walked to the long table, and gently placed her slightly trembling hand on the center of the disc.

It feels slightly cool to the touch.

The surface of the jade is as smooth as a mirror, and the moment you place your palm on it, a warm and smooth feeling comes from your fingertips.

Ye Tong closed her eyes.

The surrounding sounds gradually faded away, as if everything had quieted down at that moment.

She could only hear her own heartbeat, each beat clear as a drumbeat.

I don't know how much time passed.

It may be a moment, or it may be a long time.

The disc beneath his palm suddenly trembled slightly.

Ye Tong suddenly opened her eyes and looked down.

The blue stone lit up.

It was a deep, dark blue, like the deep sea.

It gleams softly under the light of the light source stone, like the brightest star in the night sky.

"Water Spirit Root".

Eleanor's voice echoed in the hall, tinged with a hint of unspoken emotion.

"Congratulations, Ye Tong, you have the aptitude to cultivate Taoist arts."

Ye Tong stared blankly at the glowing blue stone, momentarily lost in thought.

She discovered her spiritual root?

Did she really discover her spiritual root?

An indescribable joy welled up from the bottom of my heart, like a flood bursting its banks, instantly washing away the tension and unease that had been building up in my chest for days.

If Eleanor hadn't been right in front of her, she would have almost danced with joy, letting out her excitement and exhilaration.

"Thank you, Lady Eleanor... Thank you, Chieftain..."

Ye Tong was so excited that she stammered.

"You earned this yourself." Eleanor smiled gently. "If you hadn't made contributions in the Underdark, the chieftain wouldn't have given you this opportunity."

Having said that, Eleanor raised her hand and lightly tapped a piece of white paper on the table.

The white paper instantly floated up, automatically folding into a small paper crane in the air, then flapped its wings and flew out of the hall, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

After doing all this, Eleanor turned to Nightshade and smiled gently, "Please sit down for a moment. I need to report your matter to the clan leader, so please wait a while."

Ye Tong nodded vigorously, sat down awkwardly in the chair, the blush of excitement still lingering on her face.

Just a moment later, a gentle breeze suddenly blew open the windows of the hall.

A paper crane flew in through the window and landed steadily in Eleanor's outstretched palm.

It held a magic bag in its mouth.

Eleanor took out the magic bag and then took out a book from it.

Under the light, five simple, silver characters can be clearly seen on the cover.

"The Night Tour of the Mysterious Yin"

Eleanor handed the book to Nightshade, saying gently but solemnly, "This is the cultivation technique bestowed upon you by the clan leader. From today onward, you shall use this technique as your foundation and diligently cultivate it without ceasing."

"If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask Flora."

She will answer your questions.

Ye Tong accepted the book with both hands and excitedly agreed repeatedly.

Eleanor smiled slightly, said nothing more, and turned to leave the hall.

Following closely behind, Flora entered, glancing with a complex expression at the tome that Nightshade was tightly clutching in her arms, and said gently, "Let's go, I'll see you out."

"Um."

Ye Tong nodded vigorously and followed Fu Luo out of the hall.

Sunlight streamed through gaps in the clouds, casting a warm glow on the bluish-gray flagstones.

In the distance, the spire of the Nine Heavens Tower gleamed in the sunlight, like a sharp sword piercing the sky.

Ye Tong looked up at the towering tower, a surge of indescribable pride welling up in his heart.

From this day forward, she too is a cultivator.

Although she was from a different race, her starting point was much later than that of the native elves.

But she believed that as long as she worked hard enough, she would one day become as powerful as those disciples of the Primordial City.

"Night Eyes"

Flora's voice came from ahead.

"Don't get distracted, keep up."

"They're here."

Ye Tong withdrew her gaze and quickened her pace to catch up.

The two arrived at the teleportation plaza in the outer city.

Just before Ye Tong was about to enter the teleportation array, Flora took out a paper crane and handed it to Ye Tong, saying, "This paper crane contains my spiritual imprint. If you encounter any problems in your cultivation, you can come to me anytime."

"Yes, Lady Flora." Nightshade accepted the paper crane and said sincerely, "Thank you."

Flora gave her a deep look and said meaningfully, "I hope that one day in the future, I will hear you call me 'Senior Sister'."

Ye Tong paused for a moment, then quickly realized what was happening and nodded firmly.

"I also look forward to that day."

Flora smiled slightly, said nothing more, and waved to Yetong.

Ye Tong waved his hand, then stepped into the teleportation array and disappeared.

……

After seeing Nighteye off, Flora walked back along the street alone, preparing to return to the inner city, but saw Mia and Ryan near the gate.

"Flo".

Mia walked over quickly, smiling sweetly.

"Why are you here?"

Upon seeing the two of them, a smile appeared on Flora's face.

Ryan laughed and said, "We just came out of the Preaching Pavilion and were planning to go to the Service Hall to see if there were any new missions. On the way, we overheard the disciples chatting and they said that you brought a cat-woman girl into the city, so we came to see you."

"Flora, did you take that cat-woman girl named Nightshade to have her spiritual roots tested?" Mia asked curiously.

Flora nodded with a smile.

"Did you get the results? Does he have a spiritual root?" Mia pressed.

"Water elemental root," Flora answered truthfully, "and the teacher has already bestowed upon me the cultivation technique."

Ryan and Mia exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

"That catgirl's fate has been completely changed," Ryan remarked.

Flora and Mia both agreed wholeheartedly.

If her spiritual root is not detected, Ye Tong can only cultivate the Eight Desolate Prison Suppression Scripture. The best outcome for her in this life is to climb to the level of an officer in the Silver Moon Legion.

It's even very likely that they'll receive the same treatment as ordinary soldiers.

With a spiritual root, she has gained the qualification to cultivate the Dao, and in the future, she may become the first non-hereditary disciple of the Primordial City.

To rise above others in one fell swoop!

Fate has undergone earth-shattering changes.