350: Chapter 350 It hurts! Grandpa, let me go!

The flying boat smoothly passed through that layer of green light screen.

Li Changqing's hands, which were forming seals, trembled violently, and his magic power nearly went awry.

He impatiently urged the flying boat forward, heading straight for the towering Qingsong Main Peak in the center of the immortal city.

Ye Rong sat cross-legged on the deck, letting the dense Spiritual Qi that rushed toward him wash over his cheeks.

The outline of the Qingsong Main Peak rapidly enlarged within the mist.

The flying boat landed cleanly on the White Jade Square outside the main peak's great hall.

Li Changqing grabbed Ye Rong's wrist and stumbled toward the heavy spiritual wood doors.

"Reporting to the Elders! Falling Leaf Valley has discovered a Jia Wood Heavenly Spiritual Root!"

The shrill roar, mixed with wild joy, arrogantly tore through the dead silence within the hall.

The hall was extremely spacious, with twelve thick Coiled Dragon Wooden Pillars supporting the dome.

The three Purple Mansion True Persons, who had been cross-legged and floating in mid-air, opened their eyes in unison.

Three waves of majestic Purple Mansion pressure crashed down without reservation.

Li Changqing's knees buckled, and he knelt heavily on the hard bluestone floor, his forehead instantly bleeding from the impact.

Ye Rong, however, only swayed slightly.

The Dao Body instinct of the Heavenly Spiritual Root was triggered, and a faint layer of green qi circulated over his body, cleanly deflecting the pressure to both sides.

Sitting in the center was Master Cangbai, wearing a wide Daoist robe embroidered with pine patterns, with white hair and a youthful complexion.

He slammed one hand onto the armrest of the wooden chair beside him.

Bang.

The hard, hundred-year-old spiritual wood armrest cracked inch by inch, turning into wood chips that fluttered down.

"Heavenly Spiritual Root?" Master Cangbai spoke extremely fast, and his figure instantly vanished from the main seat.

The next breath.

He appeared out of thin air in front of Ye Rong.

His withered fingers were like iron pincers, gripping Ye Rong's thin shoulder.

His violent Divine Sense arrogantly pierced into the body of this six-year-old child.

This was the most thorough soul search and bone structure assessment.

With the arrival of the great era, it was common for old monsters to undergo Possession and re-Cultivate; Master Cangbai would never allow a time bomb of unknown Origin to enter the core of the academy.

The green magic power turned into countless tiny steel needles, rapidly traveling through Ye Rong's Meridians.

From the Dantian to the bone marrow, and then to the most hidden spiritual terrace.

This investigation was extremely crude, accompanied by a tearing pain.

Ye Rong's small face instantly turned deathly pale, and his entire body began to tremble violently.

His eyes quickly filled with tears, and he let out a loud wail.

"It hurts! Grandpa, let go of me!"

The child's shrill cries echoed within the hall.

Master Cangbai's Divine Sense swept through Ye Rong's spiritual terrace three full times.

There was not a single trace of foreign Divine Soul Impurities.

There were no remnants of an old monster's Law.

It was clean and pure, like a fresh sheet of white paper.

This was indeed a native-born farm child with no background.

Master Cangbai's fingers gripping Ye Rong's shoulder slowly loosened, and his violent magic power quickly retracted.

His tense jawline noticeably softened.

An extremely satisfied smile spread across his wrinkled face.

"Good, good, good!" Master Cangbai said 'good' three times, his voice filled with undeniable fanaticism.

"Six years of age, with an extremely pure Wood Origin. Heaven truly blesses my Qingsong Daoist Academy!"

The two Purple Mansion Elders nearby also quickly gathered around.

"Grand Elder, this child should enter my Law Enforcement Hall!" a black-faced Elder spoke urgently, his Early Stage Purple Mansion aura surging violently.

"Bullshit! A Heavenly Spiritual Root naturally should be personally taught by this seat!" another female cultivator retorted unceremoniously.

Master Cangbai waved his hand.

The Protective Aura of his Purple Mansion Great Perfection turned into a tangible ripple, directly knocking the two back half a step.

"This child, I shall personally take as my Closed-door Disciple."

He turned to look at Ye Rong, deliberately slowing his speech and adopting a kind and benevolent expression.

"Child, what is your name?"

Ye Rong looked up, his tear-stained face full of terror and caution.

"Replying to the Old Immortal, my name is Ye Rong."

His tender voice had a thick nasal tone.

Master Cangbai stroked his beard and laughed loudly, pulling out a dripping green jade talisman from his sleeve.

"From today, you are my, Master Cangbai's, Personal Disciple."

"This Green Wood Talisman can block a full-power strike from the Early Stage Purple Mansion. Consider it a meeting gift from your teacher."

The jade talisman was forced into Ye Rong's hand.

It felt warm to the touch.

Ye Rong clutched the jade talisman with both hands, bent his knees, and kowtowed heavily.

"Disciple pays respects to Revered Master."

To act, one must act the full part. Before he could completely overturn the chessboard, he was a convincing six-year-old child.

Master Cangbai looked at Ye Rong kneeling on the ground, his withered fingertips lightly stroking his chin.

"Your physical frame is too weak."

"Over the next few years, I will use the academy's best Spirit Medicine to solidify your Foundation and nurture your Origin."

"When you reach thirteen and your bones are fully developed, I will then teach you the core Cultivation Technique of the Qingsong Daoist Academy."

"Before then, you don't need to learn those superficial Spells; just focus on growing your body."

Thirteen years old.

Focus on growing the body.

No teaching of Spells.

To others, these words sounded like the utmost protection for a peerless Genius.

They would think he feared that Cultivating too early would damage the child's Foundation.

But Gu Changsheng was all too familiar with such schemes.

Not teaching offensive techniques and only using massive amounts of Spirit Medicine to ripen the Physical Body...

This was not raising a Disciple.

This was clearly and meticulously rearing a human-shaped top-grade Spirit Medicine.

Or rather, a perfect vessel.

That old dog, True Monarch Qingsong, had half of his Physical Body shattered in the Void Turbulence back then, and his Law Origin was deeply wounded.

A Heavenly Spiritual Root Wood Dao Body was definitely a top-grade Cauldron for Possession and body reconstruction.

This old thing, Master Cangbai, clearly intended to fatten up this Physical Body and sacrifice it directly to True Monarch Qingsong.

He would use this to exchange for a heaven-defying Opportunity for his own Breakthrough.

Ye Rong looked up, his face full of a child's unique innocence and gratitude.

"Thank you, Revered Master! I will definitely eat more and grow up quickly!"

Master Cangbai patted Ye Rong's head, very much enjoying the sentiment.

"Good child."

He turned to look at Li Changqing, who was still kneeling at the hall's entrance.

"Li Changqing, you have performed a great service by bringing back a Heavenly Spiritual Root."

"Go to the Scripture Pavilion to claim a foundation establishment pill, and go to the Outer Sect Deacon Hall to take up a position."

Li Changqing was so excited that his whole body trembled violently, and he kowtowed repeatedly.

"Thank you, Grand Elder! Thank you, Grand Elder!"

Ye Rong was settled in an independent separate courtyard on the back mountain of the main peak.

The Spiritual Qi here was so dense it turned into a tangible white mist; a single breath was equal to a Mortal eating ten aged ginseng roots.

The courtyard was planted with rare Spiritual Plants, and there was even a miniature top-grade Spiritual Vein running through the ground.

Two beautiful Middle Stage Qi Refining maidservants were specifically responsible for his daily life.

His three meals a day were Medicinal Meals brewed from Yao Beast flesh containing immense vitality and thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng.

Such treatment would make even the academy's True Disciples crazed with envy.

Ye Rong accepted it all.

Every day, he did nothing but eat and sleep, occasionally running wildly through the courtyard chasing spiritual butterflies.

He played the part of a simple-minded farm child to the fullest.

The Divine Sense secretly monitoring him swept through the separate courtyard a dozen times every day for the first three months.

Master Cangbai was extremely cautious.

It was only after confirming that the boy really was only interested in eating, drinking, and playing, without a single abnormal behavior...

That the frequency of its prying gradually began to decrease.