7: Chapter 7 This King is an unparalleled genius!

Chun Xiaobai was stunned upon hearing this.

This is all yours?

Isn't this bragging a bit too much?

Do you think This Great King was raised on threats?

He curled his lip, assuming this woman was just trying to scare him before leaving, putting a tight-fillet spell on him.

"Alright, I know!" Chun Xiaobai nodded.

When he looked up again, his surroundings were empty; that woman in red had vanished without a trace.

He looked left and right, but couldn't find a sign of her.

"Phew—"

Chun Xiaobai let out a heavy sigh of relief.

She's finally gone!

That woman might be powerful, but she's not very bright. I bluffed a bit, and she actually believed it!

"I am everywhere. Watch your mouth, kid."

That cold voice rang in Chun Xiaobai's ear without warning, making him shudder. He turned to look behind him and then up at the sky, but saw no sign of her.

Chun Xiaobai's heart sank. "Did this woman plant some kind of listening device on me?"

He immediately searched himself from head to toe but found nothing.

However, he had heard that some powerful cultivators could leave marks on people, allowing them to track locations and transmit voices within a certain distance.

It was just that he hadn't entered the Dao yet, so he couldn't see such a mark.

This won't do!

I must find a Sect to join quickly, learn a Cultivation Technique, and find a way to remove this mark to completely get rid of that woman!

Chun Xiaobai looked ahead.

The square was packed with young men and women around his age, all running anxiously toward the massive platform at the mountaintop.

He quickly joined the crowd, grabbing a skinny young man in a lavish robe next to him and asking.

"Brother, why is everyone in such a hurry?"

The young man in the lavish robe was stunned for a moment.

He sized up Chun Xiaobai, seeing his ragged hemp clothes, before explaining.

"Don't you know? This is the decennial Immortal Sect Recruitment Assembly."

"I know!" Chun Xiaobai nodded. "But why the rush?"

"Because the spots for Disciples recruited by the major Sects every ten years are limited. It's first-come, first-served! If you're late, you'll have to wait another ten years!"

After saying that, the young man shook off Chun Xiaobai's arm and hurried up the mountain.

"First-come, first-served?"

Chun Xiaobai panicked too and started running, using his brute strength to push through the crowd as he dashed toward the summit.

He rushed onto the platform and looked up.

On the massive platform stood hundreds of banners fluttering in the wind, each with a Sect's name written in flamboyant calligraphy like a Dragon and Phoenix in flight.

"Wuji Sword Sect," "Hundred Beast Sect," "Danxia Valley"... Beneath every banner was a dense, impenetrable crowd.

Chun Xiaobai scanned the area and immediately locked onto a banner with the three large characters for "Luoxia Sect."

The queue under this banner was significantly shorter than the others.

Without a word, he rushed over, using his brute strength to force a path through the crowd and squeeze inside.

As soon as he gained his footing, he saw a pretty young girl at the front of the line nervously placing her small hand on a waist-high azure stone tablet.

Soon, a bright yellow light erupted from the stone tablet.

"Low Grade Earth Spiritual Root, qualified!" a middle-aged deacon behind the tablet said with a nod, his face expressionless.

The young girl was overjoyed and bowed repeatedly. "Thank you, Immortal Master! Thank you, Immortal Master!"

"Alright, go wait in the back. You'll return to the Sect with us shortly."

"Is this the legendary Spiritual Root test?"

Chun Xiaobai muttered. Seeing about ten people ahead of him, his eyes darted around, and he used his brute strength to shove forward, forcing his way into the third spot.

His rough behavior immediately drew dissatisfaction from those behind him. One guy said angrily.

"What are you doing? Get in line!"

Chun Xiaobai turned his head and gave him a fierce glare.

"What? Got a problem? You want to go?"

This was a moment that would decide one's fate for a lifetime; no one wanted to cause trouble at such a critical juncture.

Glared at by those fierce eyes, the young man ultimately gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger.

Soon, a youth in front placed his hand on the stone tablet. After waiting for a long time, the tablet showed no reaction at all.

"No Spiritual Root, unqualified. Next!" the middle-aged deacon announced coldly.

Hearing this, the youth seemed to have all his strength drained. He collapsed on the spot and was carried away by two Utility Disciples.

"Next!"

This person placed their palm on the stone tablet, and similarly, there was no light for a long time. They were ruthlessly carried away, leaving only a trail of desperate wailing.

The third one was the same.

It was Chun Xiaobai's turn.

As the saying goes, things don't happen more than thrice. Let This Great King blind your dog eyes!

He stepped forward full of confidence and pressed his palm onto the cold azure stone tablet, ready to welcome a sky-piercing light that would draw everyone's gaze.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

"No Spiritual Root, next." The middle-aged deacon didn't even lift his eyelids.

"What?!" Chun Xiaobai was stunned on the spot. "No Spiritual Root?!"

He looked at his hand in disbelief.

How is this possible?

This Great King was born with Divine Power and possesses Godly Eyes. How could I not even have a Spiritual Root?

Refusing to believe it, he raised his other hand. "Wait a minute, maybe This Great King didn't wash this hand properly. Let's try this one!"

The deacon was getting a bit impatient and tried to push him aside, only to find the guy was like he had grown roots, completely unmoving.

"Hiss..." A trace of surprise flashed in the deacon's eyes.

In that moment of distraction, Chun Xiaobai's other hand had already firmly pressed against the azure stone tablet.

The deacon didn't stop him further.

Unfortunately, after waiting a long time, the stone tablet remained dull and grey, without a single glint of luster.

"Holy crap! Is this crappy stone tablet of yours broken?!"

Chun Xiaobai grew anxious.

"Broken? What's broken? Get out of the way! If you keep causing trouble, believe it or not, I'll blast you right off the mountain."

The deacon's face darkened.

"I know you can't accept reality. Look at those people over there; which one of them didn't dream of being exceptionally talented like you... and the result?"

"No Immortal Fate means no Immortal Fate. Accept your lot!"

After saying that, the young man behind him whom Chun Xiaobai had cut in front of stepped forward. As he placed his hand on the stone tablet, it suddenly erupted with a dazzling golden light!

"Medium Grade Metal Spiritual Root, not bad! Welcome to our Luoxia Sect!" The deacon immediately switched to a smiling face.

"Uh!!!"

Now it was Chun Xiaobai's turn to be dumbfounded.

It wasn't a problem with the stone tablet?

Pushed out of the crowd, Chun Xiaobai was completely dazed.

This isn't right. This Great King has been exceptionally talented since childhood. How could I not have an immortal cultivation Spiritual Root?

Refusing to give up, he ran to another Sect's testing point and squeezed in, but the result was still no Spiritual Root.

He tried seven or eight Sects in a row, and the results were all the same.

With a dark face, he stood at the edge of the square, watching those who cheered and wept with joy after being tested with a High Grade Spiritual Root. For the first time, he began to doubt his life.

"Damn it, is This Great King embarrassing the reputation of transmigrators?"

"How could it be no Spiritual Root?"